"Am I really that powerful?" Li Zheyan seemed a little confused. Apart from the bonus of this awakening outfit, he really couldn't realize his strength at all.

Isn’t it just that he took advantage of Zhang Qianglong? Why did he become a peerless master in the eyes of the old man?

"Do you know that Zhang Qianglong has reached the level of a small success in the Xuan level. And I have just broken through to the perfection of the Xuan level."

Ouyang Jianjun seemed a little meaningful, and his deep eyes seemed to tell him that Xiao Cheng of Xuanjie was already very powerful.

"Game Elf, do you know what level I am now?" In order to understand the confusion, Li Zheyan directly communicated with the game Elf in his heart.

[Text Barrage]: Dear beauty hunter, since you completed the novice dungeon, the player level has now been directly upgraded to level 4, and the overall strength is equivalent to the perfect state of the yellow level in martial arts. And if the player's author level also reaches level 4, it is equivalent to the fourth level of the sea level in the immortal path. Of course, this refers to if.

"Okay, if I give you yours, what realm is Xuanjie Xiaocheng in martial arts?"

[Text Barrage]: The martial arts realm is divided into four levels: the Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth, with the Yellow level as the lowest. Each level is divided into four levels: entry-level, small success, big success, and complete. They can be called martial arts powerhouses, martial arts masters, martial arts masters, and martial arts supreme. (Note: The immortal realm requires the player's writer level to reach level 1 before it can be told. If you don't quickly code and upload it.)

"Come on your mind, you just want to note it, just say I didn't code it. I'll code it for you when I finish it."

Li Zheyan was a little proud to see him defeating Xiaocheng with the Yellow Level in Xuan Level, but after seeing the notes, he was completely in a bad mood.

I didn’t say I didn’t write. I still have four or five hours to go tomorrow. Alas, this is the rhythm of late stage of lazy cancer.

After observing for a long time, it seemed that he still couldn't see through Li Zheyan's cultivation. Ouyang Jianjun continued to ask:

"By the way, which martial arts sect did you join that was able to have such skills in just a few years. Moreover, your current appearance seems to be beyond your actual age. I believe that this sect understands the way of immortality."

"To be honest, I didn't join any sect, I just encountered some opportunities." As an online author, it was easy to make up stories, so Li Zheyan began to talk big:

"A few years ago, I almost died when I went to the deep mountains to travel. I happened to be rescued by a paramita. When he saw that I was a natural spirit, he taught me some kung fu. Although these kung fu also exist in the Qi-refining method of martial arts sects, they are different from those sects. In addition to improving strength, they can also cure diseases and heal injuries, and mainly prolong life."

"You are actually a natural spirit!"

Ouyang Jianjun seemed extremely surprised, and then said: "From the perspective of martial arts and academics, a natural spirit body may not be born among millions of people in the world. It is indeed your fate to have such an opportunity."

"Grandpa Ouyang has won the award." Li Zheyan suddenly felt that the old man looked at him differently at this moment.

During the Q&A, several people came to Zhang Qianglong, who was tied up in large numbers.

"In-law, don't be fooled by him. This little bastard is ruthless and cruel. He cut off my fingers and even beat me seriously. If he doesn't settle him today, I'll ask me how Zhang can gain a foothold in Jiangling City in the future!"

Zhang Qianglong suddenly spitted out a mouthful of blood, then gritted his teeth and counted Li Zheyan's sins, and a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes again.

"Then you won't eat my meal." Li Zheyan shook his head meaningfully after glanced at the empty bowl that was shaken to the ground by him.

After all, he is Mr. Ouyang's in-laws, so Li Zheyan doesn't want to talk to him badly in front of him.

"Bah, your meal is so called a meal, it's even worse than pig food. Eating these bites of rice is the biggest humiliation of my life, Zhang Qianglong."

Zhang Qianglong is still unyielding, and even kindness can be described as a fallacy by him.

"Shut up!" As soon as Ouyang Jianjun finished speaking, he saw Zhang Qianglong flying out with the stone carp tied to the chair.

Li Zheyan didn't even see his move clearly, but felt a gust of wind blowing, and then Zhang Qianglong disappeared, and he was stunned.

"I didn't expect that Old Master Ouyang had just achieved the perfection of the Xuan-level, and he was already a real martial arts master. His skill was simply killing people invisibly."

"Cough cough cough." After covering the handkerchief and coughing hard a few times, Ouyang Jianjun threw the handkerchief aside, and the man in the military uniform behind him quickly handed over a brand new handkerchief.

"You, are you coughing up blood?" Li Zheyan was shocked by a casual glance at the handkerchief that was thrown down by the old man.

"A little old injury, it's okay."

After erasing the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, Ouyang Jianjun smiled at Li Zheyan, and then said angrily: "This Qianglong! Relying on my in-laws' identity, he caused trouble everywhere and adopted several subordinates. Just because those celebrities all sold the face of my Ouyang family, he immediately praised him."

"Originally, when I saw that my time was running out and I wanted to hug my great-grandson, he began to worry that his daughter's status would not be guaranteed, and he actually started to have the idea of ​​your sister. So, he repeatedly encouraged Ouyang Junjie to come to your house to propose marriage, and almost threw away my face."

"Old Chief, you can't get angry anymore. Your body has just been well maintained, so you can't hurt your qi and meridians any more."

Immediately afterwards, the man in the military uniform behind him took a step forward and gave an extremely solemn military salute to Ouyang Jianjun, saying with a worried look on his face.

For some reason, Li Zheyan suddenly became a little anxious and said hurriedly: "You are coughing up blood, so don't take these things to your heart. If you have the chance, I'll help you see your health."

Although he has no way to restore the old man’s health now, hasn’t he harvested a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in the novices’ copy?

Moreover, with his ability to forge artifacts, even if he cannot forge a magical artifact to recover health, it is not difficult to find a few awakening fruits or awakening equipment with healing effects.

"It's true that he is a child of the Li Wen family. He can repay kindness and revenge with revenge. His bloodiness is just like your father back then."

After touching Li Zheyan's head, Ouyang Jianjun felt quite comforted, especially when he knew that he had an opportunity, he naturally believed that he could have this ability.

"Xiao Feng, go and carry him to the car." Ouyang Jianjun said, while waved his hand to Zhang Qianglong, who had already fainted in the distance.

Suddenly, the man in a military uniform called Xiao Feng rushed forward, took out a dagger from behind and cut off the ropes on Zhang Qianglong's body, then picked him up, and ran towards the car with agile steps.

Even the old man with gray hair was about 150 or 60 kilograms. The man in a military uniform ran on his shoulders, which showed how strong his physical strength was.

Seeing that Li Zheyan's eyes were still unchanging, Ouyang Jianjun explained: "Xiao Feng is my personal guard named Feng Zhan. He was once a brave and resourceful scout. Because I saved his life on the battlefield, I have to follow me. Alas, I am still in my thirties and still not getting married. I can't even drive him away."

"You are such a great hero. He must have been to repay you if he doesn't leave. I believe that you have not only saved my father and Brother Feng, but there should be many people. Who doesn't want to get closer to you more, but how can you leave you easily?"

Li Zheyan had a look of admiration, but more of it was admiration for the old leader.

"You kid is really good at speaking. Not only are you skilled, but you are also quick-thinking and speaking, and you know how to flatter, hahahaha." Ouyang Jianjun touched Li Zheyan's head again.

While chatting and laughing, Li Zheyan gradually discovered that the old man of the Ouyang family was also an approachable person. Compared with people like Zhang Qianglong who bully others, they were simply a world.

"Let's go, take me to see my stupid grandson. I can't let him smash your stuff."

After Ouyang Jianjun said that, he patted Li Zheyan on the shoulder and said, "By the way, if I remember correctly, you and my grandson were born on the same year, month and on the same day, and were in the same delivery room in the same hospital. For you, this is not only a coincidence, but also fate and fortune."

"Ah, it turns out that there is such a thing." When Li Zheyan heard what the old man said, he even thought about the plot in the novel. Could it be that he had brought the two people wrong in the hospital. I was actually the child of the old leader's family.

However, if you think about these plots that cannot appear in reality, he still prefers to live with his hard-working mother and that weird sister.

"Grandpa Ouyang, you can rest assured that although I do not agree with his or her childhood dating, what I can guarantee is that I will cure his current symptoms as much as possible to repay your care for our family."

"What!" Ouyang Jianjun immediately put his shoulders on Li Zheyan and twisted his body towards himself: "Say it again! Can you really heal my grandson Ouyang Junjie?"

Li Zheyan faintly felt that the old man's hands could almost completely exaggerate himself. When the pain came, even if he tried his best to resist this force just now, it would not weaken it at all.

From this point of view, the realm between him and the old man is not just not on the same level, it is simply a very different place.

Fortunately, with the force of the old man's hands coming, the awakening skill of the awakening body armor: the Golden Bell Cover.

In an instant, a slim golden light rose from him, like a layer of golden mist that enveloped Li Zheyan.

"Golden Bell Cover!" Seeing this magical scene, Ouyang Jianjun widened his eyes, and even Feng Zhan, who had just arrived, took a breath.

Ouyang Jianjun was indeed deliberately testing Li Zheyan's strength. In his opinion, only after he knew the other party's strength clearly could he be sure whether he had told him the truth.

After some tests, he had already fully believed in the opportunity Li Zheyan said. Otherwise, a young man in his early twenties would not be able to withstand his unique skills that contained seven layers of strength: Ouyang Claw Hand.

After letting go of his hand, Ouyang Jianjun felt his hands numb. He just now seemed to be grabbing a steel plate, which was extremely hard.
Chapter completed!