Chapter 610: Renowned in the Ancient Martial Arts World, Premonition of Rage [Update]
The number one ancient warrior, Feng Xiu, no one knows his real age now.
Because all the ancient warriors of his generation had long since turned into dust.
The ancestor of the Xie family is also several dozen years younger than Feng Xiu.
How old is Ying Zijin this year?
Feng Xiu did not have any descendants, and there was no Feng family in the ancient martial arts world.
These two people have nothing in common.
"Also, it's all your fault. How come you ran into the Justice Hall when you went to kidnap someone?" The head of the Xie family also scolded, "Now the Justice Hall won't let the Xie family's ancient martial arts master go out."
Xie closed his mouth and stopped talking completely.
"Okay, both of you should stop talking." Madam Xie picked up the medicine, "Stop making fun of us from other factions."
Patriarch Xie hissed in pain: "Where's Nian Nian? Did she go out to play?"
"She's at home." Mrs. Xie said, "She just took a test yesterday and her ancient martial arts skills have reached seventy-six years."
Patriarch Xie was overjoyed: "Half-step to the Grandmaster of Ancient Martial Arts?!"
When one’s ancient martial arts practice reaches the level of more than seventy-five years, he or she is considered a half-step ancient martial arts master.
Xie Nian is only twenty-four this year!
He is worthy of being the number one genius in the ancient martial arts world.
"Yes." Madam Xie also smiled, "Nian Nian is really good. The stepdaughter of the Lin family has only practiced ancient martial arts for more than 60 years. She is far behind."
Patriarch Xie was extremely happy: "Okay, that's great. When my injury is healed, I must hold a banquet for Nian Nian and invite everyone in the ancient martial arts world to come."
What about Lin Qingjia and Ying Zijin? They can only serve as supporting roles for Xie Nian.
**
Imperial capital.
Ji family villa.
Ying Zijin came out of the shower, still wearing her pajamas, with water dripping from the ends of her hair.
Fu Yunshen picked up the towel and began to wipe her hair. He smiled lazily and said, "Girlfriend, are you flirting with me?"
Ying Zijin glanced at him and said, "I haven't started yet."
"Then don't move." Fu Yunshen paused, "I have never been able to control myself against you. I will become a beast in a moment."
After he finished drying her hair, they sat on the sofa and watched TV.
At this moment, the phone rang. It was a WeChat video call.
Fu Yun took a deep look and said, "Your son."
"You answer it." Ying Zijin stood up, "I'll go change my clothes."
Fu Yunshen nodded and pressed the answer button.
His handsome face suddenly appeared on the screen, startling Jiang Ran on the other end of the phone: "Fu, Fu Qishao?"
"Yes, it's me. Your father will be here in a while."
Jiang Ran was quite frightened.
What the hell?
What time is it now?
His father and Fu Yunshen are living together?
And he is still a humble single dog.
The gap between people.
Ying Zijin had already changed her clothes and took the phone: "What's the matter?"
"Oh, oh, yeah, Father Ying, look at me." Jiang Ran held up the testing tool and showed it to her. "I've been practicing ancient martial arts for thirty-five years, and I just broke through not long ago."
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow, and this time he didn't give a perfunctory response: "Not bad, very impressive, you've made rapid progress."
"Alas, I am far behind you. Father Ying, how does it feel to be a genius and famous in the ancient martial arts world?"
"boring."
“…”
Ying Zijin's name had indeed spread throughout the ancient martial arts world.
Many ancient warriors don’t know what she looks like, but they have heard of her name.
Jiang Ran hesitated for a moment: "Dad Ying, I have a promotion match this weekend, can you come and watch?"
The guards of the Hall of Justice are also divided into levels.
Level one is the highest and level five is the lowest.
Jiang Ran is now a level five guard.
To advance, you need to participate in the ring competition.
The average age of the fourth-level guards is over 60 years old. If Jiang Ran can successfully advance, he will be able to break the record of the Justice Hall.
"Okay." Ying Zijin agreed, "I'll go over and take a look."
"Okay, okay." Jiang Ran rubbed his hands, "Dad Ying, if you bet on me to win, I will definitely make a lot of money for you."
Fu Yunshen tilted his head and smiled: "Yaoyao, your son really understands your thoughts."
"Seventh Young Master, you come too." Jiang Ran coughed twice and lowered his voice, "Let me tell you, there are many people in the ancient martial arts world who want to marry my father. We have several of them in our family. You have to swear your sovereignty."
Fu Yunshen raised his eyelids: "Wait, what should you call me?"
"I..." Jiang Ran opened his mouth and muttered softly, "I can't call you mom."
Fu Yun raised his deep peach blossom eyes and glanced at him lightly.
Very oppressive.
Meeting that gaze, Jiang Ran blurted out without a second thought: "Dad Fu."
"Good boy."
Jiang Ran: “…”
Fuck, it’s over.
If his father knew that he had a new father, he would definitely beat him to death.
Jiang Ran seemed to have seen Ling Zhonglou's kind smile.
"Since you are so obedient, I will go with your father Ying to see you." Fu Yunshen leaned back on the sofa. "Perform well. If you advance, you will get a generous reward."
Jiang Ran was stunned: "Why didn't I know there was a reward for promotion? The Justice Hall didn't tell me."
Fu Yunshen looked distracted: "I'll give you a reward."
Jiang Ran: “…”
He thought the Hall of Justice was rewarding him.
But he was very happy that Fu Yunshen and Ying Zijin came to watch him fight in the ring.
Jiang Ran hung up the phone and went to practice martial arts.
**
Two days later.
Hall of Justice.
The territory where the guards are located.
Jiang Ran was practicing very seriously when he received a WeChat message from Ling Mianxi.
[Scary cousin]: Hi, Xiao Ranran, I’ll pick you up in the evening. What do you want to eat?
Jiang Ran was quite surprised and was wondering why Ling Mianxi suddenly showed mercy.
The phone was suddenly held down by a hand, and a sneer fell: "Hey, kid, you still have a phone, let me play with it."
Jiang Ran held the phone tightly and looked at the ancient warrior in front of him warily: "What do you want to do?"
He knew Qiao Dong.
In the ring match at the weekend, Qiao Ting, who competed against him, was Qiao Dong’s nephew.
Qiao Dong is a second-level guard in the Hall of Justice. He is eighty years old this year, in the prime of his life among ancient warriors, and has been practicing for sixty years.
The Qiao family is also a medium-sized family in the ancient martial arts world, and its overall strength is no weaker than that of the Ling family.
"What do I want to do?" Qiao Dong smiled, "I want you to be unable to participate in the ring match. I'll give you a choice. Do you withdraw yourself, or do I get you out?"
Jiang Ran's expression turned cold: "You are dreaming."
"Jiang boy, don't think you can rest easy just because you join the guard team." Qiao Dong's expression turned cold, "You are just a newcomer here, do you understand the hierarchy?"
As he spoke, he clapped his hands and laughed: "You are less than twenty years old, but you have practiced ancient martial arts for thirty-five years. How amazing."
Generally speaking, there is a standard for judging whether a martial artist can be called a "genius".
That is, the difference between one’s age and one’s ancient martial arts skills is less than five years.
After all, most ancient martial artists only managed to condense their internal energy when they were in their teens.
If it exceeds that, then he is an absolute genius.
But Jiang Ran’s money has almost doubled.
A genius among geniuses.
But the most important thing is, his mother is not even a practitioner of ancient martial arts, so how could he have such a good talent for ancient martial arts?
Originally, the medium-sized and larger families in the ancient martial arts world did not take Jiang Ran seriously, and he was not included in the list of geniuses.
Because they all knew that his internal energy was running wild, and it was still a question how long he could survive.
Who knew that Jiang Ran would become normal and his ancient martial arts skills would increase rapidly?
"But so what?" Qiao Dong lifted Jiang Ran up in an instant, "You still have to beg for mercy from me? If you have the ability, you can beat me. By the way, you can also beg me, beg me."
Jiang Ran gritted his teeth and said nothing.
When Qiao Dong saw that he refused to beg for mercy, his eyes instantly darkened.
He grabbed Jiang Ran's hair, lifted him up and pressed him against the wall.
With a "bang", Jiang Ran's head hit the wall.
The force was so great that cracks appeared on the wall.
Qiao Dong did not hold back and hit him again and again.
Blood flowed down Jiang Ran's head, which was shocking to see.
Soon he fell into a coma.
But from beginning to end, he didn't utter a word.
Seeing this, another guard nearby intervened: "Brother Dong, don't beat him to death. If you beat him to death, you will be punished."
It was okay for guards to spar with each other, but it was not okay for dead people to spar with each other.
Jiang Ran is a fourth-level guard and his importance in the Hall of Justice is not as high as Qiao Dong.
Not to mention, Qiao Dong also knew Protector Zuo.
"You can't die, so let's go. It's meaningless." Qiao Dong said disdainfully, "You are really weak. Bah, you have thirty-five years of ancient martial arts training, but you are still a grandson in front of me."
He wanted to see how Jiang Ran would compete in the ring on the weekend.
**
night.
Ling family.
Ying Zijin agreed to go watch Jiang Ran fight in a boxing match and went there a day in advance.
Unlike before, the atmosphere in the Ling family was very solemn.
Butler Ling ran out, his eyes red, but he still managed a smile: "Miss Ying, you are coming, why didn't you tell us in advance? We are not prepared."
Ying Zijin's eyes were as cold as water: "What's going on?"
Good night~
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