Chapter 368 The Spiritual Loss Fee Should Be Paid
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Mao Zhi Sheng Xi
Chapter 368 The Spiritual Loss Fee Should Be Paid
Ding Kui's palms were trembling slightly. Zhang Menglong's move just now had a strong and strong internal energy. Although there was nothing special about his internal energy, it was unbelievably pure.
He has fought countless ancient martial arts masters in his life, but he has never seen such a pure internal force.
In China, ancient martial arts are a very ancient inheritance, and even many inheritances have disappeared until now, such as Taijiquan and Yi Jin Jing, which were top ancient martial arts in very ancient times.
But it has been passed down to the present, and many of the essential things have disappeared, and such ancient martial art has gradually become something for health and breath.
The reason why those ancient martial arts families can continue until now is because they have a complete cultivation method!However, the quality of these cultivation methods is uneven, some are quite satisfactory, some are more effective with half the effort, and some require the assistance of some heretics, and the results of the final practice are often very different.
The biggest difference is the purity of the internal force cultivated, and the strength of internal force displayed by Zhang Mengyu is unique among the people he has ever seen.
He could feel that Zhang Mengyu's realm was only a seventh-level ancient warrior, but even an ordinary eighth-level ancient warrior might not be able to touch the move just now.
The nonsense that Zhang Mengyu said just now was automatically filtered by him. He is obviously the leader of this mountain, he was invited by the Chen family to stand up for them!
"This old man is Ding Kui, the second elder of the Ding family. May I ask your honorable name?"
"At the Department of Polymer Materials, School of Materials and Science, Jiangnan University of Science and Technology, Zhang Mengyu, the study committee member of Class 1 of Materials!"
Ding Kui: "."
"Is the format wrong? Then I'll come again," Zhang Mengyu changed his words again, "Zhang Mengyu is the top laner Zhang Mengyu in the second zone of the national server of the League of Legends, Zaan King!"
"Zhang Mengyu? Are you that Zhang Mengyun?" Ding Muyun, who was planning to get in the car, also stopped in his tracks. He really didn't expect that the young man who had a quick glance just now had unfathomable strength.
"Otherwise which Zhang Menglong is it?"
"I didn't expect Zhang Mengyu, the richest man in the world, to be an ancient warrior," Ding Muyun was slightly surprised.
"Master, this Zhang Mengyu is a seventh-level warrior!" Ding Kui said.
"What?" Ding Muyun's pupils dilated several times at once. Ding Muyun's talent was mediocre at first, but his strength improved by leaps and bounds only after a certain opportunity a while ago, but even so, he was only a fourth-level warrior.
Zhang Mengyu is at least five years younger than him, a seventh-level martial artist, that is, a master-level, how is this possible?
"Mr. Zhang is very capable. He has such internal strength at such a young age. Ding admires him!"
"I don't want to either," Zhang Menglong sighed, "I don't like internal force at all, I'm not interested in internal force at all, but he doesn't allow strength!"
The corner of Ding Muyun's mouth twitched slightly. Zhang Mengyu's move of Versailles almost made people have the urge to beat him up. How many ancient martial arts practitioners have spent their entire lives reaching Zhang Mengyu's level of strength?
He has some understanding of Zhang Mengyu, this Zhang Mengyu is incredibly rich, so far no one knows how much money he has, it seems that his background is not just as simple as being rich.
It's just a 22-year-old grandmaster. Such an achievement is even more terrifying than that of the Martial God back then. How did Zhang Menglong do it?Practicing ancient martial arts is not only about money.
"Mr. Zhang, today is a private matter between me and the Chen family. I hope that Mr. Zhang can sit on the sidelines. When Mr. Zhang visits my Ding family in the future, I will treat him like a distinguished guest." He's not a fool either, if he can't be his enemy, that's naturally the best.
"No!" Zhang Mengyu directly refused without thinking, "I made it very clear just now, I am the leader on this mountain, and I cover everything on the mountain. Since the Chen family lives here, Then I have to cover it up, if you say kill people, you kill people, if you say rob women, you rob women, then I will lose face?"
After finishing speaking, Zhang Mengyu took out the development agreement again, "See, I have evidence here, you go now, I can pretend that nothing happened, after all, those who don't know don't blame it!"
"It's this development agreement again." The members of the Chen family looked depressed. Doesn't Zhang Menglong know that this kind of thing has no binding force on people like them from the Guwu family?In the secular world, maybe whoever has money is the uncle, but in the ancient martial arts world, the uncle with the big fist is the uncle.
Zhang Mengyu's strength is indeed formidable, the two elders of the Chen family feel ashamed of just that move just now, but that Ding Kui is a ninth-level martial artist, who can touch the mythical realm just one step away!
In China, although the number of ancient warriors is small, there are hundreds of thousands or even close to a million.
But there will never be more than 100 ancient warriors in the Mythical Realm.
Zhang Mengyu's ability to repel Ding Kui just now is already very unbelievable, but his move just now was a sneak attack. If the two confront each other head-on, Zhang Mengyu will definitely not be Ding Kui's opponent!
"Mr. Zhang, are you insisting on going against my Ding family?" Ding Muyun's expression suddenly became gloomy and cold.
"Damn, those who bully me in my territory, you still dare to say that I want to fight against you? This logic is absolute!"
"Mr. Zhang, your influence in the secular world is indeed great, but now we are solving problems in the way of ancient martial arts. Don't ask for trouble!" Ding Muyun said, "I am not polite to you because I am afraid. You, if you don't know how to praise, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to spend your money in the future."
"Are you threatening me?"
"Mr. Zhang can think so," Ding Muyun said, "The secular police don't care about the affairs of the ancient martial arts world. Even if I kill you here today, no one will trouble me!"
"Based on what you said just now, it's not a question of whether I can leave now." Zhang Meng's expression suddenly became extremely dangerous, "The opportunity has already been given to you, and it is not so easy for you to leave today gone."
"Oh?" Ding Muyun suddenly sneered, "I wonder what Mr. Zhang will do to let us go?"
Ding Muyun's words were full of sarcasm.
Zhang Mengyu is indeed very strong, and his background may be stronger, and he may have masters in the mythical realm as his backing, but today he is only one person, and Ding Kui is a ninth-level warrior. It can be seen that he thought that a mere seventh-level warrior could defeat a ninth-level warrior?
"Return to zero!" Zhang Mengyu opened the computer software on the phone, "Let me do a calculation first. You hit my person here, and you have to pay for the medical expenses? Let's calculate 100 billion first."
"And you scare me, the mental damage fee will also be charged, let's count it less, and it will be 100 billion!"
"Look, this place has been destroyed. Although I did it, you are the responsible party. You have to pay for the road construction, right? It's another 100 billion."
"Also, I have been timid since I was a child. You threatened me just now. If I am scared out of mental illness, the medical expenses, mental damage expenses, nutrition expenses, and lost work expenses will all be indispensable, right? These add up to 500 Billion is good."
"Oh, by the way, you have entered my site without my permission. The entry fee and parking fee are 100 billion each."
"This adds up to a total of 1000 billion. Are you cash, credit card or direct transfer? If you don't need an invoice, I can give you a discount!"
(End of this chapter)
Ding Kui's palms were trembling slightly. Zhang Menglong's move just now had a strong and strong internal energy. Although there was nothing special about his internal energy, it was unbelievably pure.
He has fought countless ancient martial arts masters in his life, but he has never seen such a pure internal force.
In China, ancient martial arts are a very ancient inheritance, and even many inheritances have disappeared until now, such as Taijiquan and Yi Jin Jing, which were top ancient martial arts in very ancient times.
But it has been passed down to the present, and many of the essential things have disappeared, and such ancient martial art has gradually become something for health and breath.
The reason why those ancient martial arts families can continue until now is because they have a complete cultivation method!However, the quality of these cultivation methods is uneven, some are quite satisfactory, some are more effective with half the effort, and some require the assistance of some heretics, and the results of the final practice are often very different.
The biggest difference is the purity of the internal force cultivated, and the strength of internal force displayed by Zhang Mengyu is unique among the people he has ever seen.
He could feel that Zhang Mengyu's realm was only a seventh-level ancient warrior, but even an ordinary eighth-level ancient warrior might not be able to touch the move just now.
The nonsense that Zhang Mengyu said just now was automatically filtered by him. He is obviously the leader of this mountain, he was invited by the Chen family to stand up for them!
"This old man is Ding Kui, the second elder of the Ding family. May I ask your honorable name?"
"At the Department of Polymer Materials, School of Materials and Science, Jiangnan University of Science and Technology, Zhang Mengyu, the study committee member of Class 1 of Materials!"
Ding Kui: "."
"Is the format wrong? Then I'll come again," Zhang Mengyu changed his words again, "Zhang Mengyu is the top laner Zhang Mengyu in the second zone of the national server of the League of Legends, Zaan King!"
"Zhang Mengyu? Are you that Zhang Mengyun?" Ding Muyun, who was planning to get in the car, also stopped in his tracks. He really didn't expect that the young man who had a quick glance just now had unfathomable strength.
"Otherwise which Zhang Menglong is it?"
"I didn't expect Zhang Mengyu, the richest man in the world, to be an ancient warrior," Ding Muyun was slightly surprised.
"Master, this Zhang Mengyu is a seventh-level warrior!" Ding Kui said.
"What?" Ding Muyun's pupils dilated several times at once. Ding Muyun's talent was mediocre at first, but his strength improved by leaps and bounds only after a certain opportunity a while ago, but even so, he was only a fourth-level warrior.
Zhang Mengyu is at least five years younger than him, a seventh-level martial artist, that is, a master-level, how is this possible?
"Mr. Zhang is very capable. He has such internal strength at such a young age. Ding admires him!"
"I don't want to either," Zhang Menglong sighed, "I don't like internal force at all, I'm not interested in internal force at all, but he doesn't allow strength!"
The corner of Ding Muyun's mouth twitched slightly. Zhang Mengyu's move of Versailles almost made people have the urge to beat him up. How many ancient martial arts practitioners have spent their entire lives reaching Zhang Mengyu's level of strength?
He has some understanding of Zhang Mengyu, this Zhang Mengyu is incredibly rich, so far no one knows how much money he has, it seems that his background is not just as simple as being rich.
It's just a 22-year-old grandmaster. Such an achievement is even more terrifying than that of the Martial God back then. How did Zhang Menglong do it?Practicing ancient martial arts is not only about money.
"Mr. Zhang, today is a private matter between me and the Chen family. I hope that Mr. Zhang can sit on the sidelines. When Mr. Zhang visits my Ding family in the future, I will treat him like a distinguished guest." He's not a fool either, if he can't be his enemy, that's naturally the best.
"No!" Zhang Mengyu directly refused without thinking, "I made it very clear just now, I am the leader on this mountain, and I cover everything on the mountain. Since the Chen family lives here, Then I have to cover it up, if you say kill people, you kill people, if you say rob women, you rob women, then I will lose face?"
After finishing speaking, Zhang Mengyu took out the development agreement again, "See, I have evidence here, you go now, I can pretend that nothing happened, after all, those who don't know don't blame it!"
"It's this development agreement again." The members of the Chen family looked depressed. Doesn't Zhang Menglong know that this kind of thing has no binding force on people like them from the Guwu family?In the secular world, maybe whoever has money is the uncle, but in the ancient martial arts world, the uncle with the big fist is the uncle.
Zhang Mengyu's strength is indeed formidable, the two elders of the Chen family feel ashamed of just that move just now, but that Ding Kui is a ninth-level martial artist, who can touch the mythical realm just one step away!
In China, although the number of ancient warriors is small, there are hundreds of thousands or even close to a million.
But there will never be more than 100 ancient warriors in the Mythical Realm.
Zhang Mengyu's ability to repel Ding Kui just now is already very unbelievable, but his move just now was a sneak attack. If the two confront each other head-on, Zhang Mengyu will definitely not be Ding Kui's opponent!
"Mr. Zhang, are you insisting on going against my Ding family?" Ding Muyun's expression suddenly became gloomy and cold.
"Damn, those who bully me in my territory, you still dare to say that I want to fight against you? This logic is absolute!"
"Mr. Zhang, your influence in the secular world is indeed great, but now we are solving problems in the way of ancient martial arts. Don't ask for trouble!" Ding Muyun said, "I am not polite to you because I am afraid. You, if you don't know how to praise, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to spend your money in the future."
"Are you threatening me?"
"Mr. Zhang can think so," Ding Muyun said, "The secular police don't care about the affairs of the ancient martial arts world. Even if I kill you here today, no one will trouble me!"
"Based on what you said just now, it's not a question of whether I can leave now." Zhang Meng's expression suddenly became extremely dangerous, "The opportunity has already been given to you, and it is not so easy for you to leave today gone."
"Oh?" Ding Muyun suddenly sneered, "I wonder what Mr. Zhang will do to let us go?"
Ding Muyun's words were full of sarcasm.
Zhang Mengyu is indeed very strong, and his background may be stronger, and he may have masters in the mythical realm as his backing, but today he is only one person, and Ding Kui is a ninth-level warrior. It can be seen that he thought that a mere seventh-level warrior could defeat a ninth-level warrior?
"Return to zero!" Zhang Mengyu opened the computer software on the phone, "Let me do a calculation first. You hit my person here, and you have to pay for the medical expenses? Let's calculate 100 billion first."
"And you scare me, the mental damage fee will also be charged, let's count it less, and it will be 100 billion!"
"Look, this place has been destroyed. Although I did it, you are the responsible party. You have to pay for the road construction, right? It's another 100 billion."
"Also, I have been timid since I was a child. You threatened me just now. If I am scared out of mental illness, the medical expenses, mental damage expenses, nutrition expenses, and lost work expenses will all be indispensable, right? These add up to 500 Billion is good."
"Oh, by the way, you have entered my site without my permission. The entry fee and parking fee are 100 billion each."
"This adds up to a total of 1000 billion. Are you cash, credit card or direct transfer? If you don't need an invoice, I can give you a discount!"
(End of this chapter)
