The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 466

Chapter 466: 426 Arrogant [11 updates]

Yun Shan’s gun wasn’t an ordinary model; it was new equipment only available in the NOK forum trading area.

This gun could penetrate the defense of an ancient martial artist.

Of course, that was provided the martial artist’s cultivation hadn’t surpassed twenty years.

Twenty years was a watershed.

Those whose cultivation exceeded twenty years also matured in their use of inner strength.

Without twenty years of cultivation, one hardly qualified as an ancient martial artist.

This gun cost eight million US dollars.

"Ye Ling, what’s the matter with you?" The young man who had spoken earlier looked at Ye Ling again, "Don’t you know that Young Master Ye Lang hates seeing this sort of thing?"

"Ordinary people are just ordinary people, they even need to use guns."

"We’re comparing inner strength, is that it?" Hearing this, Yun Shan let out a cold laugh and stepped forward, "Fine, let’s have a comparison then."

He used the gun for convenience.

Why bother with ancient martial arts when a bullet could settle the matter?

Isn’t it tiring?

Crazy.

Back when the three brothers were in the slums, they were no good either.

But after being with Fu Yunshen for a while, their temperaments had gradually settled down and they were no longer as vicious as before.

Just then, a hand blocked his path, pale and as smooth as jade.

Ying Zijin slowly raised her eyes, speaking indifferently, "Eight million, I really don’t feel like making a move."

"You want to make a move?" Upon hearing this, the young man’s face was filled with mockery, "You’re not in a position to even talk about ’making a move’ with me, are you?"

If she didn’t even have a bit of inner strength, what business did this ordinary person have contesting him? _{fгeewebnovёl.com}

He could fling out a blast of inner strength with a casual wave of his hand and end her life.

Ye Ling’s complexion grew even paler, but she remained where she was: "Miss Ying, you should leave, they... they must be here for me."

"Don’t worry, aside from a duel to the death, the Ye Family does not allow casualties, they won’t harm me."

But the Ye Family would also not interfere in the conflicts among the younger generation.

Survival of the fittest, the strong prevail.

This was the rule of the Ancient Martial World.

"Cough, cough." Yun Shan looked somewhat bemused and coughed a few times, "Miss Ye, could you please step back a little."

Ye Ling was taken aback.

"I’m in a good mood today." Ying Zijin rolled up her sleeves and nodded slightly, "I’m not against getting a little hands-on."

She had her hair tied back in a ponytail and took two steps forward.

"You want to take me on?" The young man laughed as well, his smile cruel, "Alright, I’ll indulge you. You first. I really want to see what tricks you, an ordinary person, might have up your sleeve."

Yun Shan covered his eyes with his hand, not having the heart to watch.

It was over, several more fools were about to be taught a lesson.

Did these people ever consider the possibility that their inability to detect Miss Ying’s inner strength could be due to their insufficient ancient martial cultivation?

Highly cultivated ancient martial artists had already reached the state of returning to simplicity.

Hiding their inner strength was as easy as breathing to them.

But Ying Zijin was too young.

Not to mention Ye Lang and the others, even Ye Ling hadn’t considered this possibility.

She was startled and was about to go forward to block.

But what happened next brought Ye Ling to a halt.

The girl raised her hand and grabbed the young man’s shoulder, seemingly without much effort.

In the next second, the young man was lying flat on the ground.

With a "thud," the crisp sound of snapping bones rang out clearly in the silent training field.

Crippled.

Yun Shan looked at the young man with pity.

What a pity.

Ye Lang’s indifferent face darkened, "That’s somewhat impressive."

This was his servant.

Although his cultivation wasn’t very high, he had managed to cultivate inner strength and could easily kill an ordinary person.

Ye Lang threw another spear to the ground, loosened up his joints, and sneered, "If you’re so capable, why don’t you try me?"

**

One minute later.

The scene became very quiet.

Ye Ling stood to the side, looking at Ye Lang and his comrades, all sprawled on the ground, feeling somewhat dumbfounded.