Wolong Mountain, a western suburb of Dongjiang City, is a famous scenic spot in Dongjiang City, which is a good season for tourism in early summer.

On the edge of Wolong Pond halfway up the mountainside of Wolong Mountain, a septuagenarian wearing a Tang costume held a fishing rod in his hand, while fishing for fish, he looked at his granddaughter who was practicing boxing not far away with satisfaction, and gave a few words of advice from time to time.

The woman is about twenty-three or four, because she has practiced martial arts all year round, her body is well-proportioned, concave and convex, and her long hair is draped over her shoulders, fluttering slightly with the rhythm of her body, revealing a beautiful melon seed face.

Under the curved willow eyebrows, a pair of crystal bright eyes are like black gems, and under the tall nose, the pink cherry mouth is glowing with a seductive luster, which attracts the young man dressed as a bodyguard not far away to turn back frequently.

"Grandpa, you're not in good health, let's fish less today!"

After a set of boxing techniques, the woman came over, inadvertently lifted her forehead bangs, and bloomed with a charming style.

"Haha! Grandpa's health is not bad enough to be weak and impervious!"

The old man in Tang costume laughed, as if he thought of something, his expression became complicated, he looked back at his granddaughter and sighed: "Alas! It's a pity that your father has no intention of learning martial arts, and there is no male in your generation, otherwise why should you bear the burden of the Fu family as a girl?"

"Grandpa!

The woman's face was suddenly unconvinced, who said that women must be worse than men?

The old man in Tang costume shook his head secretly in his heart, and was just about to say something, when a washbasin-sized whirlpool suddenly appeared in the center of the pool in front of him.

"Huh?"

In the surprised eyes of the grandfather and grandson, on the calm surface of the pool, the washbasin-sized whirlpool expanded to a meter in diameter, and the center of the whirlpool showed a vacuum.

Whoa!

With the sound of the water, a black shadow appeared from the whirlpool in the center of the waterhole, like a cheetah, straight over the half-waterhole several meters wide, and jumped not far from the two of them.

"Grandpa be careful!"

The woman subconsciously exclaimed and blocked in front of the old man.

Almost at the same time, the young man not far away heard the movement, his expression was awe-inspiring, and his whole temperament changed greatly, as if a male lion had awakened, rushed over, blocked in front of the old man and the woman, and looked at the suddenly appeared figure with vigilance.

"Huh?"

When they saw the appearance of the figure, the eyes of the three of them all showed surprise.

What came out of the waterhole was a handsome boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, the boy was slightly thin, with short fluffy hair, and a school uniform, and he looked like an ordinary high school student.

But I don't know why, the moment he appeared, the old man in Tang costume faintly felt a strong aura of danger.

'It should be an illusion, how could a high school student make me, a mid-stage martial artist with internal strength, feel in danger?'

The old man couldn't help but shake his head in his heart.

Seeing that it was a high school student, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time felt her cheeks heat for the fuss just now, and couldn't help but look at the young man angrily and asked coldly, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"Huh, anyone?"

Ning Chen was intoxicated and breathed the air outside, Wen Yan glanced back at the three people not far away, looked at the woman's eyes like a thief, and couldn't help but laugh a little: "Who am I and what does it matter to you, this is not your home, you are not me, where do I want to go and what do I want, do I have to explain to you?"

"You!"

The woman was angry and blurted out: "Who knows if you are secretly learning my boxing technique?"

"Big breasts and no brains!"

Ning Chen glanced at the woman's proud upper circumference, touched the tip of his nose, and said speechlessly: "Don't say that I haven't seen your boxing technique, even if I do, what is there about your boxing technique that I can steal?"

In the past, he might be interested in learning when he saw someone practicing boxing, but now, he has obtained the inheritance of a divine dragon, and there are countless magical immortal methods, how can he put the boxing skills of an ordinary person in his eyes!

"Hey, no, there seems to be a true qi fluctuation in her body, but it's a little weak, it's still a little short of the early stage of qi refining, at most, it's a half-step qi refining that has just cultivated a sense of qi! Could it be that there are other immortal cultivators in this world besides me?"

Now Ning Chen became interested.

Not only women, but also the old people and young people on the opposite side also have some energy flow in their bodies, among which the old man is the strongest, almost at the level of the middle stage of qi refining, and the young man is much weaker than the old man, only a little stronger than the woman, probably in the early stage of qi refining.

"Hooligans!"

As a martial artist, the woman naturally heard Ning Chen's sentence of 'big chest and no brain', her face turned red with anger, and she was about to teach this little kid who didn't know what to call a lesson, when she heard the second half of Ning Chen's words.

A high school student kid actually looked down on her Fu family's martial arts, which made the woman angry.

"I want to see what skills you have to look down on my Fu family's martial arts!"

The woman scolded, and her bewitching curves were like a female leopard, heading straight at Ning Chen.

"Qing'er can't!"

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and before the old man could stop it, the woman had already rushed in front of Ning Chen, and her white and delicate pink fist was about to fall on Ning Chen's chest.

'It's over!'

The old man smiled bitterly, he knew better than anyone else the strength of his granddaughter, he was only one step away from becoming an early stage martial artist of internal strength, and it was not a problem to break a half-foot-thick plank with his fist, even outstanding special forces were difficult to deal with, let alone an ordinary high school student?

"It's still a little pepper!"

Ning Chen faced the woman's fist and didn't care at all, until the woman's fist was about to fall on her chest, she casually raised her hand and clasped it on the woman's wrist.

"Idiot!"

Seeing this, Fu Qing sneered again and again.

It's just that before she finished speaking, the sneer on her face suddenly froze, and her fist was caught lightly by the high school student she didn't put it in!

'How is that possible?'

Fu Qing's beautiful eyes widened, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Although she has not yet become an internal strength martial artist, and her strength has only used two points, but even so, her strength is by no means something that ordinary people can bear, but this hateful little guy in front of her caught her fist effortlessly!

"The strength is slightly poor, and I don't know how to use it!"

Ning Chen shook his head lightly, when he grabbed Fu Qing's wrist, he already knew Fu Qing's strength.

Just now, he thought that Fu Qing could be regarded as a half-step qi refining, but now it seems that the realm may be about the same, but in the real competition, ten of her are not enough for a half-step qi refining realm immortal cultivator.

"Damn! a little kid would dare to look down on me?"

When Fu Qing heard Ning Chen's words, she recovered from the shock, her heart was filled with shame and indignation, and she wanted to smash Ning Chen's face with a punch.

She tried her best to withdraw her fist, but she soon felt as if her wrist was fixed by a steel plate, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move a single bit!

Could he be an internal martial artist?

Fu Qing couldn't help but have a very ridiculous thought in his mind.

"Huh?"

At this time, the old man not far away noticed that something was wrong, he was still worried that Ning Chen was injured, and in a blink of an eye, Fu Qing was actually restrained by Ning Chen, which made him a little surprised.

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This book has been conceived for a long time, and there are many manuscripts in reserve.

The new book period is guaranteed to be updated twice, and it will be added from time to time, and there will be a large number of updates after the new book period!

Everyone's support determines how far this book can go, and it also determines how far Ning Chen's road can go. Meeting is fate, I hope that Ning Chen will have your company on the way to the endless starry sky!