The huge room was silent, and the atmosphere was unusually oppressive.
Seeing that the old man did not answer him, he asked again,"Old man, are you sure you didn't make a mistake? Am I really an ability user? Also, are you really a martial artist?" Yan Feng still couldn't believe that he was an ability user, especially when the old man with the wretched smile on his face was a martial artist. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like one.
"Yes, you are indeed an ability user. Otherwise, how do you think you got those silver eyes? Why? If you don't believe that I'm a martial artist, then watch carefully.”As the old man spoke, he slammed his palm on the tea table made of iron sandalwood. The entire room began to tremble slightly.
Yan Feng was surprised and immediately shouted,"Alright, alright. Old man, I believe you are a martial artist. Please don't play such a dangerous game next time. This house is underground. If you accidentally work too hard, I'll have to say goodbye to this world.”
"Hehe, kid. If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll think that I really can't take it anymore.”The old man said as he retracted his palm.
He saw a deep palm print on the iron sandalwood coffee table. The palm print was about an inch deep. One had to know that the iron sandalwood tree was the strongest tree in the world. The trees were hard. Even if bullets hit them, it would be like hitting a steel plate. However, the old man's palm had left such a deep palm print. It could be seen that the old man's cultivation was high.
The old man looked at the palm print and began to regret in his heart. That was a tea table made of iron sandalwood. It was not easy for him to get it from a few old farts. After being hit by his palm, it was almost scrapped. If he had known earlier, he would have used other things as a demonstration. Sigh!
"Even if I'm an ability user, why can't I use my ability? What does my ability have to do with my silver pupils?”Yan Feng frowned and asked.
"Now is not the time for you to know the reason. When the time comes, I will naturally tell you everything you want to know.”The old man began to put on an enigmatic look.
'Old bastard, you only know how to keep me in suspense.' Yan Feng cursed in his heart. However, he didn't dare to say it out loud. If it was in the past, he would definitely have said it. In the past, he didn't know that the old man was so powerful, so he naturally didn't hold back his words. Now that he saw the power of the old man's palm, it was better not to say it out loud. Otherwise, he might be skinned off by the old man.
Yan Feng then asked,"Then tell me what a martial artist is." Could it be that you used the legendary inner force just now?”
"At least you have some knowledge. That palm of mine just now did use internal energy.”The old man was proud. "Martial artists are divided into physical martial artists and internal martial artists. Physical martial artists used the energy between heaven and earth to transform their bodies, causing their physique to reach an abnormal level. On the other hand, spiritual martial artists absorbed the energy between heaven and earth and stored it in their dantian, transforming it into internal energy for their own use. Martial artists were divided into four levels: super, advanced, intermediate, and low-level. These four levels were also divided into three stages: upper, middle, and lower. Do you understand now, kid?"
"Yes, I know." Yanfeng lowered his head and pondered for a while before asking,"Does that mean that practicing martial arts makes you a martial artist?”
"Kid, you have so many questions. Seeing that you humbly ask for advice, this old man will teach you well. People who practiced martial arts could not be called martial artists. They were not considered true martial artists because even if they practiced martial arts, they could not communicate with the energy between heaven and earth. No matter how powerful they were, they were only martial arts. They might be able to fight against low-level martial artists or low-level ability users. However, in front of high-level martial artists or high-level ability users, they didn't even have the chance to attack.”
"Then what's the difference between an ability user and a fighter?”Yan Feng asked again.
"In the end, there is not much difference between an Adept and a Warrior, because they both use the energy between heaven and earth. Ability users were born with special abilities. If a person had special abilities, they would have special energy from the moment they were born. Martial artists could be produced through cultivation. Of course, without extraordinary talent, martial artists could not be produced casually. No matter how hard an ordinary person worked, without a certain amount of talent, it was impossible for them to become a true martial artist. An ability user and a fighter were like two tycoons. An ability user was a tycoon who inherited the family property, while a fighter was a person who had a good foundation and slowly became a tycoon through his own efforts.”
Yan Feng scratched his head and asked,"Uh, old man, I'm starting to get confused." Which was more powerful, an ability user or a martial artist?”
" This…" The old man was also deep in thought. After a long time, he replied,""Actually, if an ability user were to compete with a martial artist, I really wouldn't be able to tell. Ability users had their own advantages, and martial artists had their own characteristics. Perhaps there was not much difference between the two.”
"Oh, then how can you be an ability user and a martial artist? Could it be that all ability users could become martial artists?”Yanfeng felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.
"There's a lot of knowledge here. Kid, you have to listen carefully.”
"Not every ability user can become a fighter. As for the reason, I'm not sure either. In the world of ability users, there were many ability users who had tried to become martial artists. At first, it was very successful. Many ability users were overjoyed, but later on, most of the ability users who advanced to high-level martial artists exploded and died. Nowadays, most people were both martial artists and ability users. Their abilities might be powerful, but when it came to martial artists, they were extremely weak. Of course, there are also a few people who have successfully cultivated both martial arts and supernatural powers. As far as I know, there are only three people in this world. After all, this world is very vast. I don't know if there are other people who have cultivated into super martial artists and S-class superpowers. Therefore, most people in the ability world gave up on cultivating martial artists and only focused on cultivating their own abilities. After all, in the face of strength and life, life was still more important. As for me, I'm a martial artist first, then an ability user. Maybe I'm too handsome, that's why I have a superpower. Hehe." As he spoke, the old man smiled evilly.
"Holy sh * t, your wretched appearance is still considered handsome. The heavens are blind to have given you a superpower. Are you one of those three?”Yan Feng started bickering with the old man when he heard the old man say that he was handsome.
"My ability level is too low. There's still a gap between us. You might have a chance to meet those three people in the future. " I say, kid, what do you know? Back in the day, I was a handsome man who was popular among thousands of young girls…" The old man started to boast.
"Hmph, you only know how to talk about the past. "Who would like an old man like you now? In a few years, I'll definitely be a beautiful young man who will charm countless young girls. Old man, you're already out of date…" Yanfeng was not at a disadvantage in his bickering with the old man. He had also forgotten to ask the old man who the three people were. Otherwise, with Yanfeng's character of asking questions to the end, he would definitely pester the old man to ask.
"With your figure, you're still a beautiful young man. "Damn, why don't you measure how tall you are…" The old man was not bad either. He hit the nail on the head. He pointed out Yanfeng's height problem.
"What's wrong with my figure? Look at yourself. I'm only 16 years old. There's still a lot of room for growth. In another two years, no. I'll be taller than you in a year. Look at yourself now. Tsk tsk, you're already so old. "Maybe you'll open your mouth backwards and get shorter and shorter…" Yanfeng began to counterattack.
"Alright, old man, I won't argue with you. Let's not talk about this. I still have something to tell you.”The old man knew that he was no match for Yanfeng in a verbal battle, so he began to change the topic.
"Uh, old man, please tell me what you have to say at once. OK? I'm already very tired. Don't you know that I'm still in puberty and need more rest? Can we talk about it tomorrow? "Ah…" Yanfeng yawned as he spoke. He stretched. After strolling outside for a whole day, it was impossible not to be tired. After all, Yanfeng was only a 16-year-old youth.
"Kid, this matter concerns your future life. "Aiya, I still have some money here. Are you going to give it to me or not…" The old man began to mumble.
Hearing that there might be money, Yan Fengyi became spirited."No, no, I'm not tired, I'm not tired." If you have anything to say, just say it. I'm listening."
"Forget it. You need to rest more while you're expanding your body. Go to sleep. I'll keep this money for myself.”The old man also started to tease Yan Feng.
"It's fine, it's fine. "I'm in good spirits now. I'm not in a hurry to sleep. Your matter is more important…" Yanfeng began to curry favor with the old man.
After Yan Feng said all sorts of nice things, the old man said,""Alright, I see that you've been doing quite well recently. Follow me.”As he spoke, the old man stood up and walked towards a white wardrobe that was leaning against the wall. Yan Feng followed closely behind. In fact, the old man wanted to explain this matter well no matter what. It was just that he had just lost in a quarrel with Yanfeng and was feeling unbalanced. He used money to threaten him a little to find a sense of superiority. If Yanfeng knew what the old man was thinking, he would definitely scold him,"You disrespectful old bastard. You only know how to scheme against me and hurt my weak heart.”
The old man stood in front of the white closet and took out a white remote control from his pocket. He pressed one of the buttons on the white remote control. The white wardrobe slowly descended. Yanfeng was already used to it. He knew that the entire underground furniture was controlled by the white remote control in the old man's hand.
There was a secret compartment on the wall behind the wardrobe. There was a silver rectangular box in the secret compartment. Yanfeng looked at the silver box and thought," Could it be that the box contained the legendary martial arts manual? There was also a lot of money in it?
The old man picked up the box and returned to the sofa. He pressed the white remote control again at the sunken part of the wardrobe. The wardrobe slowly rose and returned to its original appearance.
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