"Mom, they should be renovating." Ying Zijin said, "It's not a big deal, let's just eat."
Su Wen remembered that Ying Zijin had brought a lot of people back to the city.
The Ryan family manor was very large, covering an area of several hundred hectares.
It was easy to house thirty thousand ancient martial artists.
Xiu had also used his special ability to help, so no other forces had discovered that a team of ancient martial artists had entered the Ryan family manor.
Su Wen nodded, "That's right, they don't seem to be used to the architectural style here, so it's good to renovate."
She didn't care anymore and continued eating.
The other people at the table looked at each other, knowing that Ying Zijin was lying through her teeth again.
Su Wen couldn't hear it, but they could hear it very clearly.
Someone had invaded the Ryan family manor at night, and they were fighting with the ancient martial artists who were enjoying the high technology.
Ling Mianxi heard the sounds of fighting mixed with many screams. She held her chin and sighed, "So pitiful."
Outside the villa.
In the back garden.
There were many guards in black lying on the ground, all of them sent by Xi Luo.
The Second Elder grabbed a bodyguard and slapped his face violently. He cursed loudly, "Pei! You want to cripple Miss Ying's arms and legs? Who do you think you are? Don't you want to see if you are worthy?"
After slapping him, he still wasn't satisfied, "You don't have a girlfriend, right? I don't think you have one, bah, my son hasn't found a partner yet, so you can't either! "
The Great Elder couldn't watch or listen any longer, "Second Elder, end this quickly."
The Second Elder coldly snorted and slapped the guard in his hand, then he went to find the next target.
Before coming to the World City, these thirty thousand ancient martial artists' ancient martial arts cultivation had greatly improved with the help of Ying Zijin and the entire ancient medicine world.
The average ancient martial arts cultivation was around two hundred years.
This was definitely the strongest fighting force in the ancient martial arts world.
The wind cultivators guarded the ancient martial arts world, but Cheng Yuan, the Martial Arts Union's Union Leader, came out with them.
Cheng Yuan's ancient martial arts cultivation was close to 400 years old. He was only slightly weaker than Xie Huanran back then.
No matter how strong the guards that Hillo had borrowed from the Sage Tower were, they couldn't compare to ancient martial artists who relied on their own abilities to expand their bodies.
He was completely hung up and beaten.
They were discovered by Cheng Yuan the moment they entered House Ryan's territory.
Needless to say, Fu Yunshen and Ying Zijin did not care about these guards at all.
"These people really have some skills." Cheng Yuan struck out with his palm and felt a little strange. "I don't see any inner strength or other energy in their bodies. Why are their martial arts so high?"
The Great Elder shook his head. "Regarding this matter, we can only ask Miss Ying and the Shadow Minister for advice."
Originally, they were watching a 5D movie happily when they were interrupted by these invaders.
The ancient martial art practitioners were furious.
The black-clothed guards had no strength to resist and were all knocked down.
Moreover, their acupuncture points were sealed by inner strength. They couldn't even commit suicide.
Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen arrived at this time. Behind them were Ling Mianxi, Nie Yi, and the others.
The ancient martial art practitioners all went up to greet them. "Shadow Minister, Miss Ying!"
Ever since Feng Xiu had taught him to change his title, Cheng Yuan was still a little apprehensive when he saw the girl. "Grandmaster."
Ying Zijin looked around and asked, "Is it over?"
"Finished fighting." The Second Elder kicked one of the guards. "It's all thanks to Miss Ying helping us improve our ancient martial arts cultivation. Otherwise, we would have been tricked by these bastards."
The guards who were pressed to the ground still hadn't recovered from their shock.
They couldn't even understand how they had lost.
Ancient martial art practitioners!
When did so many ancient martial art practitioners appear in the World City?!
Moreover, according to the estimation of the Sage Institute, the combined strength of ancient martial art practitioners shouldn't be so high.
The guards trembled as they raised their heads. The fear in their hearts reached its peak when they saw Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen.
Listening to the respectful greetings of these ancient martial art practitioners, even their heads were buzzing.
These ancient martial art practitioners were actually treating the eldest daughter of the Ryan family as their master.
What the hell was going on?!
The guards also heard from Sir Tower that Sara Victoria had been pressed against the wall by a female ancient martial art practitioner and hammered.
She had no strength to fight back.
Could it be …
The guards' hearts were desolate.
Wasn't Hillo deliberately harming them?!
Even the Sage Empress wasn't Ying Zijin's opponent. Hillo still wanted to compete?
Was he worthy?
"One of Tower's men." Fu Yunshen bowed slightly. "Very good, there's this symbol."
There was a small black skull symbol behind the guard's neck.
If one didn't look carefully, they would only think it was a mole.
"Sure enough, Tower too." Ying Zijin turned her head. "Sir, you noticed it that day too, right?"
"Mm." Fu Yunshen replied indifferently. "Tower didn't use his full strength. If he did, I'm afraid Xue Sheng and Miss Qin wouldn't have been able to stop him."
The Sage Tower didn't work for Sara, so it naturally wouldn't reveal its full strength.
The Sage Star was a pure support-type Sage, but with the help of Sir Tower, she had a very high combat strength.
The Sage Tower would naturally be even higher.
"It seems this will be a tough battle." Ying Zijin's gaze fell on the guards. She nodded with a smile. "You said she wanted to cripple my arms and legs? That's quite an idea. "
She didn't hold back either, directly crushing the throat of the guard in front of her.
Sir Tower was very cautious. She wouldn't be able to find any useful information from these guards' memories.
The Grand Elder frowned. "Miss Ying, they are all —"
"I invited you all here to face these people." Ying Zijin slowly nodded. "It's very likely that there are people even stronger than these people."
The Grand Elder stroked his beard. "No wonder. These people are indeed powerful. Only ancient warriors like us can deal with them."
On the other side, a guard let out a scream. "Master Yue, Master Yan, how did you —"
However, before he could finish his words, he completely lost all signs of life.
It was the same in Ling Mianxi.
The guards were about to go crazy.
The Grand Elder was puzzled. "Why did they look like they saw a ghost when they saw Mian?"
"Big Brother, you don't know about this, right?" Jiang Ran hooked his arm around the Grand Elder's shoulder and said slowly, "My sister is actually a Sage. You know what a Sage is, right?"
The Grand Elder almost pulled his beard off. "A Sage?!"
There was a Sage hidden in the ancient martial arts world?
"Of course. A Sage's lover is super awesome," Jiang Ran said. "Big Brother, don't worry. I'll protect you from now on."
After Jiang Ran left, the Grand Elder came back to his senses and was furious. "Don't call me Big Brother. Call me Grand Elder!"
**
The next morning.
The Ryan Family's campaign field was filled with people again.
On the live broadcast on the W Network.
[We're here to see the Young Miss today!]
[The Young Miss is an alchemist. How can her medical skills be bad? Let's wait for the Young Miss to beat Hilo.]
[That's enough. So what if Ying Zijin is strong? No way. Is there anyone who doesn't know that the Sages will be here for the final vote?
Even if Ying Zijin wins all five rounds, as long as she loses the votes to Hilo, she won't be able to become the Patriarch.]
[+ 1. I don't care who the Patriarch of the Ryan Family is. I only believe in the Sages.]
Hilo came early today and was as refreshing as a spring breeze.
Only she knew that Ying Zijin wouldn't be able to come today.
Even if she came, she could only sit in a wheelchair.
Time ticked by, and the other seat was still empty.
Glancing at the time, Hilo said with a smile, "Chief Judge, if the candidate doesn't come on time, will she lose?"
The judge nodded. "Correct. There's still one minute left. If the Young Miss doesn't come, Miss Hilo will win the third round."
"You can announce it now." Hilo waved her hand. "Something happened to my niece, so she won't be coming."
The judge was stunned. "She won't be coming?"
"Yes, she won't." Hilo's words were firm. "You can decide the result."
The judge was from the Sage Courtyard, so he naturally favored Hilo.
He nodded and was about to announce the result.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard. At the same time, the second hand reached nine.
The girl calmly walked in with her hands in her pockets.
She was wearing casual clothes and a baseball cap.
Hilo's expression changed as she blurted out, "How can you still be here?!"
The guards she had hired were the subordinates of the Sage Tower!
How could Ying Zijin escape?
"It seems you're quite surprised." Ying Zijin took off her cap and sat down. "How can you be so sure that I won't come?"
[Emm, yeah. Why? Did Hilo do something?]
[She can't have hired a killer, right?]
"I heard from my sister-in-law that you were sick." Hilo forced a smile, her face still pale. "I thought you wouldn't come."
Ying Zijin leaned back in her chair, still looking lazy.
She ignored Hilo and looked up. "I request that we compete in martial arts first."
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