A Good Romance
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Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "This is enough to prove that I know your father, right?"
The young girl in red was mischievous, and circled around Ling Han again. She asked, "Where are you from, and why are you looking for my father? Could it be that you can no longer stay in your original place?"
"If you say so." Ling Han naturally would not lower himself to the same level as his grand-disciple. He was still rueful. He did not look like a grandmaster at all. He was so young, and so handsome.
"Do you not like to talk?" The young girl was unrelenting. "How did you know my father?"
"Hehe." Ling Han only smiled, and did not answer. He discovered that this young girl was a bit difficult to deal with.
"Come with me." The young girl blinked, and a mischievous glint flashed across her eyes.
In Ling Han's eyes, however, he did not mind at all. His present strength was already enough to crush the entire Heaven's Sword Palace. In front of absolute strength, no matter how many tricks this young girl played, it was all meaningless.
The young girl turned around to lead the way, and Ling Han followed.
"Um, I say, Uncle, can you fight?" the young girl asked somewhat expectantly.
"I should be very good at fighting." Ling Han was not modest; it was indeed so.
"Hehe, you said it yourself." A sly smile flashed across the young girl's face, and she led Ling Han to the front of a courtyard. She obviously did not have good intentions, and immediately gave a kick. Peng, the two large doors were forcefully kicked open by her.
Obviously, the residence of the disciples of the Heaven's Sword Palace did not have any protective formations. Otherwise, even though she was in the Mountain River Tier, it would not have been so easy for her to kick open the doors.
Ling Han knew that this young girl wanted to use him as a tool.
He did not take it to heart, either. He had come to the Heaven's Sword Palace to wreak havoc in the first place, and disband this sect. There was no harm in starting from this step. Furthermore, if the matter became big, Jiang Yuefeng would naturally appear as well.
"Jiang Qiaoling, it's you again!" An angry shout was heard from the courtyard. Immediately afterward, seven people surged out almost at the same time, all of them looking fierce and fiendish.
Jiang Qiaoling was naturally that red-clothed young girl, Jiang Yuefeng's daughter.
She pretended to be shocked and hid behind Ling Han. Then, she poked her head out and said, "You want to bully me? Hmph, this is my uncle. He's super good at fighting!"
"Hahaha!" After the seven of them glanced at Ling Han, they all laughed loudly, appearing to be disdainful.
Ling Han restrained his aura. At first glance, he looked extremely ordinary. If one were to talk about his handsomeness, what use would that be to these seven grown men? Moreover, he was not the type who was shockingly handsome. Jiang Yuefeng, on the other hand, was an extremely handsome man. Otherwise, he would not have been able to capture the hearts of the noble ladies of the Heaven's Sword Palace.
"Uncle, these people are looking down on you. Didn't you say that you're pretty good at fighting? Teach them a lesson! "Jiang Qiaoling fanned the flames from both sides and did not mind addressing Ling Han as uncle at all.
"Jiang Qiaoling, Young Master Ling really likes you. Furthermore, your families are well-matched. One is the descendant of Great Ancestor Yang, and the other is the descendant of Great Ancestor Ling. You're definitely a match made in heaven!" Among the seven, a person with a red headscarf wrapped around his head said.
"Please, Ling Yuefeng is who knows how many years older than me. Back then, he liked my mother and wanted to marry my mother. Now, he likes me and wants to marry me. Yo, just thinking about it gives me goosebumps all over. It's so disgusting!" Jiang Qiaoling crossed her arms with an expression of extreme disgust.
"Even if I have to find someone to marry, I might as well find this uncle!" She still did not forget to draw hatred for Ling Han. She was definitely doing it on purpose.
"And who are you, sir?" the red headscarf asked Ling Han.
"My surname is Ni, and my name is Yeye," Ling Han said casually.
When these words were spoken, Jiang Qiaoling immediately snorted. She covered her small mouth with her hand, and laughed hysterically.
The red headscarf's mind did not move as fast as Jiang Qiaoling's. After muttering "Ni Yeye" a few times, he heard someone beside him remind him, "Brother Bao, he's taking advantage of you, saying he's your grandfather!"
"F * ck!" The red headscarf immediately jumped up, and glared angrily at Ling Han. "You're tired of living, daring to even take advantage of me."
"Oh, are you very powerful?" Ling Han asked calmly.
"Not powerful, not powerful at all!" Jiang Qiaoling hurriedly said. "He's only a dog under Ling Yuefeng's command, in the medium extreme of the Mountain River Tier! Oh, right, Uncle, you wouldn't be unable to even defeat such trash, right?"
"What if I can't?" Ling Han asked with a smile.
"Then you'd be in trouble, because I've just advanced into the Mountain River Tier, and can't save you at all!" Jiang Qiaoling stuck out her tongue. "Just do your best to protect your face. I doubt they would dare to beat you to death."
This was indeed Jiang Yuefeng's daughter. The first thing she did after being beaten was to protect her face.
Ling Han was very speechless. He shook his head, and said, "I don't have the habit of being beaten by others."
"What a coincidence, I don't either. Come, we get along quite well!" Jiang Qiaoling nudged Ling Han with her elbow.
"Humph, then I'll just have to hit your face!" The red headscarf strode out, and a fist shot out at Ling Han, aiming directly for his face.
Ling Han took a step back. Shua, this fist instantly hit empty air, and he lightly hooked with his foot. Pa, the red headscarf instantly fell to the ground.
The force behind this kick was incredibly amazing. Borrowing the force of the red headscarf's punch, it turned into a collision with the ground, and as it crashed fiercely, the red headscarf fell face first onto the ground.
"Brother Bao …" The other six people hurriedly went to help the red headscarf up. They saw that this guy's face was covered in blood. As it turned out, his two front teeth had actually been broken by the hard rocks when he crashed into the ground.
This was because, firstly, the force of his crash was too strong, and secondly, he did not circulate his Origin Power to protect his body at all. Otherwise, he would not have ended up in such a miserable state.
"Yo, now I've been slapped in the face!" Jiang Qiaoling immediately clapped her hands, then said to Ling Han, "Uncle, you're so strong!"
Ling Han shrugged, and said, "It has nothing to do with me. I didn't hit anyone."
The red headscarf and the others were all furious. This had nothing to do with you? If you didn't even stretch out your leg to trip him, would the red headscarf have ended up like this?
"Attack him together!" The red headscarf flew into a rage out of humiliation. With a wave of his hand, he was the first to charge at Ling Han.
The seven of them were all ferocious, and did not feel any fear towards Ling Han because of the red headscarf's previous loss. In their eyes, it was the red headscarf himself who had been careless, which was why he was tripped by Ling Han and broke two of his front teeth.
Jiang Qiaoling's skill in fanning the flames was top-notch, so of course she would not allow herself to be caught up in it. She hurriedly broke into a run while saying, "Uncle, you can do it!"
Shua, shua, shua. Wind from fists, wind from palms, Sword Qi, Saber Qi — some of the seven people used fists or palms, while others used sabers or swords, forming an encirclement.
With his hands behind his back, Ling Han moved his feet, skillfully dealing with the seven people's attacks with ease. Not only that, through his movements, he intentionally guided the seven people to attack each other.
Instantly, the seven people shouted and screamed, appearing extremely chaotic.
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