Looking at Jiang Ning who was feeling lost in front of him, the white-haired boy did not take action immediately, but said coldly: "As a martial artist, if my character is affected by someone else's words, how can I be worthy of the word martial artist?"
Jiang Ning pursed her lips and said nothing.
"This is to go against the sky, compete with the heaven and the earth for creation, and compete with the sun and the moon for glory. Whether it is possible or not, even if the sky decides, you don't have to worry about it."
After hearing the words of the white-haired young man, the mysterious old man just smiled and looked forward to it. Tempering the body of a warrior, cleaning the meridians, cutting the marrow and regenerating bones is the first step. Strengthening the courage and strengthening the soul is the second step, and also What really tests people the most is that although Jiang Ning has the embryonic form of momentum, it does not have its own momentum.
The white-haired boy kept preaching, and his voice became louder and more powerful.
"Remember, we, the people of the Jiang Clan, should be treated as ants when we act, even if we are facing enemies in the imperial realm. When we rise up, even if the sky is in front of us, we must make them kneel down."
"So what if it's less than 10%? The determination of our generation is not about whether we can do it or not, but whether we want to do it or not. It should be that simple."
At this moment, the ancestor of the Jiang family, who clearly looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, stood in front of him like a majestic mountain. His majesty and spirit were unparalleled!
I just feel that the person in front of me is invincible in the world, has no physical strength, no level of realm.
The young man in white suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Just like now, if you don't even dare to punch me, you might as well go out and strangle that little girl to death, so as not to worry about everything and blame others."
Jiang Ning's breathing suddenly stagnated, his eyes were red, and his body was shaking slightly uncontrollably.
The somewhat depressed feeling in my heart was swept away, replaced by only one thought, three words, simple.
"I can!"
In an instant, a domineering momentum rose from Jiang Ning's body.
The spiritual power is like scalding boiling water, and the energy in the body is constantly flowing.
The next second, Jiang Ning took the initiative for the first time.
First, he took a heavy step, and then, the figure suddenly disappeared. The movement was so fast that there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.
With one punch, Jiang Ning's whole body, muscles and bones were like a dragon rising out of the sea, its spine tumbling, and all the power of the punch was stronger.
I don’t care whether you were the strongest ten thousand years ago or the ancestor of the Jiang family, anyone who stands in my way should kneel down when they see me!
"overbearing!"
The white-haired boy looked at the punch with a rare smile on his face, then took a step forward and punched him with the same punch.
"boom!"
Jiang Ning's right arm was shattered, but he kept attacking. He jumped in the air and kicked the white-haired boy in the chest.
The white-haired boy resisted the kick and kept punching. In the blink of an eye, three punches from the left and right hit Jiang Ning's chest.
Jiang Ning flew out, and the figure of the boy in white also disappeared. Jiang Ning's pupils shrank when he saw this, and he struck back with his left elbow, exactly where the boy in white appeared.
An elbow hit the white-haired boy on the temple, but he just tilted his head slightly and took the elbow.
Then more than a dozen punches hit various parts of Jiang Ning's back, and the bones exploded like firecrackers, making the sound of bones breaking.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, Jiang Ning's spine broke, and his whole body hit the ground heavily. His whole body was shaking violently like a spasm.
The white-haired boy crossed his arms across his chest, overlooking the boy who was curled up in pain on the ground. The eighteen punches he had previously hit with all his strength hit Jiang Ning's eighteen meridians and bones, leaving Jiang Ning in a bleak state of dying.
The young man sneered and said: "Humph, although the power is domineering, what's the use? The papery body has only been punched for eighteen times. It's like a dead person. It's really unsightly! You can't withstand thirty punches. You are in the ninth level of the body tempering realm." He’s not the strongest, and he’s not even talking about the Ultimate Purple Mansion, why don’t he die with that little girl.”
Jiang Ning, who was covered in the bloody smell, could hardly even open his mouth, but this time he did not faint. His eyes were red, and blood foam continued to overflow from his mouth. He struggled to get up and continue punching.
Seeing this, the white-haired boy kicked out, and Jiang Ning flew forward, hitting the wall hard. This kick was like the last straw, completely crushing Jiang Ning and causing him to faint.
Seeing Jiang Ning's clenched fists, which seemed to be about to punch, the white-haired boy smiled slightly, leaned over and picked up Jiang Ning, threw him out of the tower, and said to himself: "The momentum has been achieved, the next step is Tempering the body is simple."
"Jiang Han, why do you, with your iceberg-like character, suddenly change your mind and become so obsessed with a junior of the Jiang family?"
The faint voice of the mysterious old man came down from the top of the tower.
At this time, the white-haired boy sitting on the first floor replied calmly: "I am just thinking in the body tempering state. I don't know the things you told me before, so don't think of me as the Jiang Han you know." Mixed up.”
The mysterious old man chuckled: "So you have this stubborn temper since you were a child."
....
The next morning, the city lord's mansion.
A girl with exquisite appearance and slender figure sat quietly in the pavilion, lowering her eyes and looking at the porcelain cup with landscape paintings in her hand. Although she had not yet grown, she had begun to take shape as a beauty.
"Master Xiao has already broken through to the one-star soul refining realm, but Jiang Ning severely injured Xiao Qiang, who is in the six-star body tempering realm, with one punch yesterday. Miss, do you think it is necessary to ease the relationship with Jiang Ning? Send someone to bring some healing materials. medicine?"
The girl raised her eyes and glanced at the maid named Magpie, "Relaxation? If Jiang Ning's spiritual veins were still there, I would still consider it. Now he is a useless person and not worth it."
"Besides, I have made an engagement with Xiao Qin. When Xiao Qin wins the city election and enters that genius college, his achievements in the future will definitely be high. By then, I, Yan Yuting, will naturally be in a better position. Why should I waste my time for a useless person? Mr. Xiao Qin misunderstood."
The maid named Magpie nodded, "That's what the lady said."
"Go, send that hundred-year-old Blood Ganoderma to the Xiao Mansion, and say it is my gift to Mr. Xiao. At the same time, announce to the whole city that the engagement banquet between me and Mr. Xiao Qin will be held on the day of the city election. I want a double happiness. ."
"Okay, miss."
Not long after the magpie left, a middle-aged man with a majestic face strode over.
"Father." Jiang Yanting stood up and saluted.
"sit."
The person who came was none other than Yan Biehe, the lord of Pingyang City, and one of the few people in the Purple Mansion Realm in Pingyang City.
"I heard that you want to hold the engagement date on the city's chosen day?"
Yan Yuting nodded, acknowledging it.
Yan Biehe had no objection to his daughter's decision. Instead, he smiled and said, "She is indeed my daughter. She is courageous, but you must have heard about Jiang Ning's defeat of the Six-Star Body Tempering Realm with one punch, right?"
Yan Yuting replied: "Yes, I heard about it, but it is a foregone conclusion that his spiritual veins will be destroyed, so my daughter is not worried."
"Well, Xiao Qin and Jiang Ning, the Xiao family behind Xiao Qin is not comparable to Jiang Ning. We are married to the Xiao family, and Xiao Qin enters Tianqiong Academy. From now on, Pingyang City will be decided by our two families."
Yan Biehe changed the topic: "However, in order to prevent accidents, in a few days, I will ask Yan Gao to go to Wu's house to deliver invitations and explore Jiang Ning's true identity. Yu Ting, don't you blame Xiao Qin for choosing Xiao Qin as your father?" "
Looking at the exquisite porcelain cup in her hand, Yan Yuting shook her head, with a hint of indifference in her eyes.
"The only thing to blame is that Jiang Ning's surname is Jiang, not Xiao!"
