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Mu Nianxin kept observing the battlefield, except that he couldn't understand how Su Yan avoided that punch so easily.

He also raised a wave of respect for Tang Chun in front of him.

Ancient martial arts is a simplified version of practice, and the biggest difference from monks is that exercises cannot mobilize the aura of heaven and earth.

No matter how strong the ancient warriors were, if they practiced to the extreme, they were only the peak of mortals. If they could really break through that hidden boundary and become monks.

But Tang Chun, who has practiced Gu Wu really to the extreme, has faintly touched that limit.

All that's missing is an opportunity.

Regardless of strength, Tang Chun's tenacity is rare even in Qingcang Realm.

If you don't enter the innate, you don't talk about practice.

This is where Tang Chun's embarrassment lies. If he wants to break through the shackles, he can only find another way.

It is precisely because of this realization.

Tang Chun came alone after hearing that there was a suspected practitioner in Linjiang, and put the Tang family's century-old future on the line.

"It's really extraordinary that he has cultivated ancient martial arts to the point where he can threaten innate monks."

Mu Nianxin thought to himself.

Su Yan's feeling was right. Tang Chun in his current state was completely like a downhill tiger, and his every gesture had the power to shock people's hearts.

However, he is no ordinary person.

After systematic transformation, Su Yan's body has already broken away from the category of ordinary people.

Not only are the various functions stronger than ordinary monks, but even the eyes can be meticulous.

Tang Chun's speed is extremely fast.

In Su Yan's eyes, it seems like the camera is slowing down.

In this case, even if Su Yan doesn't know anything, Tang Chun can't hurt him.

He really wanted to tell Tang Chun: "Old man, don't insist, you are really strong, but I have a system cheat!"

In the blink of an eye, three moves passed.

Every time, Su Yan gave Tang Chun enough time to store up all his strength, but he hit the air.

There was only the blowing fist wind and the rustling of Su Yan's clothes.

Tang Chun's eyes were vicious, and he made four moves back and forth, but he couldn't even touch Su Yan.

This is no longer getting more and more frightened.

The strength of the two is not in the same dimension at all.

Tang Chun is in three dimensions.

Su Yan, on the other hand, stood in the fourth dimension.

Is this still a joke?
After the fourth punch, Tang Chun's pale hair was quite disheveled, panting heavily, and knelt down with a "plop".

"This……"

"Tang Chun knelt down to Su Yan, what does that mean?"

National husband Wang Xiansen: "Mr. Tang should be convinced by Su Yan, but he won't kneel down."

At this time, Chen Boyuan and Chen Boyuan ran over hand in hand. The distance was only a few hundred meters, and they ran in a hurry. They didn't see how the rapidly changing battlefield suddenly turned into this strange scene in front of them.

That is Tang Chun, an ancient martial artist who doesn't give face to anyone in Jiuzhou Kingdom.

Kneeling down to Su Yan?
There was a heavy look in the eyes of the two old men, and they felt that decades of experience had been lived on dogs. Why couldn't they understand this world?

"Old Tang, what are you doing?"

Su Yan was taken aback, completely unexpected that Tang Chun would come out like this.

A person who could be his grandfather actually knelt in front of him.

I can't bear it.

"Get up quickly, and speak well if you have something to say, oh, don't cry, you're a lot of age, what's there to cry about?"

There was a bullet screen floating in the live broadcast room: "Shocked, a strong ancient martial artist in his 90s was beaten to tears by Su Yan."

Tang Chun knelt on the ground unswervingly, even if Chen Boyuan and Ji Mingyuan were standing in front of him, he didn't care at all.

The short fight made him realize that Su Yan might stand at a level that this world can't understand.

That is... practice.

Life is short, but a hundred years.

He is already 93 years old, relying on Furutake's physique to maintain a hale and hearty state.

But only he knows that if there is no hope of breaking through, after a few years, he will eventually die of old age like his ancestors and turn into a lump of loess.

It's okay if you can't see hope, everyone in the world is like this, no matter how unwilling he is, Tang Chun has to bow to the rules of the world.

And Su Yan is that hazy hope.

"I lost."

Tang Chun stopped crying, and said in a vicissitudes but not decadent voice: "Master, please be respected by apprentices!"

Wouldn't you be a teacher if you beat him?

Lin Han opened his small mouth, looking at this scene in disbelief.

What is this routine?
The barrage in the live broadcast room was quiet, just like Lin Han, everyone couldn't turn their heads around.

"Husband, are you sure that the white-haired old man kneeling is the top ancient warrior in Jiuzhou Kingdom?"

Someone finally reacted and questioned in the live broadcast room.

National husband Wang Xiansen: "I once went to Tang's house with my father, and I was lucky enough to meet him from a distance. There is no right or wrong."

"Please explain, what does it mean to meet once from afar?"

National husband Wang Xiansen: "Mr. Tang doesn't care about world affairs, and rarely shows up. I met him once from a distance. The general situation is that Mr. Tang showed up at the window on the third floor. My father and I took a look downstairs."

"Honey, hello dog, is this a meeting?"

"Xiao Wang, are you sure you can't read it wrong at such a long distance?"

National husband Wang Xiansen: "..."

At this time, another boss-level ID floated on the screen in the live broadcast room. Everyone saw that the good guy turned out to be the legendary young master of the Qin family.

Mr. Qin: "Credit guarantee, it is indeed Mr. Tang."

If people still have doubts about what the national husband said, even the son of the Qin family said so, and the audience will no longer doubt it.

Among the four great sons of Jiuzhou Kingdom, Mr. Qin's reputation has always been better than that of the national husband.

Like the audience in the live broadcast room, Su Yan also looked confused at this time, he really didn't understand Tang Chun's routine.

"Get up, I don't accept apprentices."

"What's more, you are so old, I am not qualified to be your master."

Tang Chun knelt stubbornly: "There is no distinction between young and old in practice, and those who have achieved it are teachers."

"If you love to kneel, then kneel."

Su Yan lost his temper, so he simply left Tang Chun alone and walked towards the stunned elder.

"Old Chen, Old Ji, please..."

"Su Yan, it's not a problem for you to let him kneel like this." Chen Boyuan and Tang Chun were about the same age, so it was inevitable that he would have some compassion.

Su Yan spread his hands together: "If he won't get up, what can I do?"

"I'm going to persuade you."

Chen Boyuan leaned on a cane and came to Tang Chun's side: "Brother, get up, you are so old, wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous to learn from Su Yan."

"How about I have an idea?"

"Didn't you say before that if you lose to Su Yan, you will bring the Tang family to serve him as the master?"

"With this level of relationship, why stick to the status of master and apprentice?"

"Look at Xiao Mu." Chen Boyuan pointed to Mu Nianxin who was standing in the distance, and said, "She has nothing to do with Su Yan, but Su Yan has spared no effort to help her. Brother, you can also follow Xiao Mu's model." .”