As the cow's braying gradually became smaller, until it turned into a human cry of pain, Niulu also lost his mad bull form and returned to his human form.
"Smelly boy..."
After returning to his human form, Niu Lu's control over his emotions was obviously much stronger. He no longer cried out in pain and stood up, covering his arms. He looked at Fang Rui with a look of reluctance and said:
"Are you plotting against me?!"
"Do you believe that if you call him brat again, your other arm will be broken off?" Fang Rui turned his attention to Niu Lu's left hand, which was covering his right arm.
"You..." Niu Lu reflexively turned his body to the left, as if he was very afraid that Fang Rui would do whatever he said.
"Young City Lord, look!"
Fang Rui suddenly turned his head to Xu Feifan, and he took credit and said:
"I'll help you discipline your disobedient cow. I told him not to speak, and he shut up obediently."
"Really? Then I really have to thank you very much, little brother!" Xu Feifan responded with a stiff smile.
"You brat, what are you pretending to be?!"
When Niu Lu saw that Fang Rui was using him to humiliate Xu Feifan, he immediately became angry and killed Fang Rui.
But with two intact arms, he is no match for Fang Rui. Now that he is fighting with one arm, how can he be Fang Rui's match?
"Click!"
There was a slight sound of bone breaking, and in just two seconds, Niu Lu asked Fang Rui to fulfill his promise with a knee.
"Come! Kill me! Kill me if you can!"
Niu Lu, whose arms were crippled, roared at Fang Rui in despair.
After being ravaged like this by a young man like Fang Rui, he really had no shame in returning to District 11 alive.
"Didn't I tell you before? If you die in my presence, you will dirty my land."
Fang Rui rejected Niu Lu's request and sent the latter back to Xu Feifan with a side whip kick.
"There's no need to send them back. I won't tolerate subordinates who disobey discipline!"
Xu Feifan directly drew a wind blade with his bare hands, easily dividing the cow in mid-air into two halves.
It's not that he dislikes Niulu too much, it's that he needs to kill someone to vent his anger at this moment.
Because although he didn't care whether these two men lived or died, the loss of face by these two men really made him particularly unhappy.
To be honest, he suddenly regretted it now. He shouldn't have underestimated the enemy so much. He should have spent some time last night to read the Fang Rui information that Lu Mari prepared for him to understand the latter's true level.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be so shameless today.
"Young City Lord, let me teach this boy a lesson!"
"Young City Master, do you need me to go up and help you peel off this pretty boy's skin?"
Xu Feifan's two subordinates sensed their master's dissatisfaction and stepped forward to ask for help.
"You two can't come!" Xu Feifan calmly lowered his voice and said:
"To deal with this kid, we can only let the D-level ones go up. If you two C-level ones go up, then you won't be facing this guy, but the eldest lady of the Lan family."
"But the strongest D-level Niulu has been defeated, how can we still..."
Xu Feifan's subordinates subconsciously wanted to continue to persuade Xu Feifan, but before they finished speaking, they found that Xu Feifan suddenly turned his head.
The subordinate followed Xu Feifan's gaze and looked back, and what he saw was a young man who looked to be less than twenty years old, wearing a blue suit and carrying a long sword on his back.
He knew this young man, but was not familiar with it.
Because this person was the only member of Xu Feifan's entourage who was not part of the siege team.
It seems that Xu Feifan was entrusted by someone to help bring the disciples of the sect to the 24th District to see the world.
"Little brother Chu Jingyu..."
Xu Feifan spoke, he looked directly into the young man's eyes filled with fighting spirit and said, "If I read correctly, this Fang Rui should be an ancient warrior who is pure in physical training.
And you both happen to be D-levels. Are you interested in going up and competing with him?
Let’s see if at the same level, who is stronger is the ancient warrior who cultivates the power of curse or the ancient warrior who purely cultivates the body.”
"I..." The young man known as Chu Jingyu hesitated for a moment, but in the end he couldn't hold back the fighting spirit in his chest and said:
"I can compete with him! But I want to do it in my own name, not for you."
"Of course, I won't say anything, you go and tell him yourself." Xu Feifan stepped away with an indifferent expression.
Anyway, as long as it's someone who goes out on his side, it doesn't matter whether they fight for him or not.
"Hello, brother!"
Chu Jingyu rushed forward without thinking too much and said to Fang Rui:
"I am Chu Jingyu, the 63rd generation descendant of the ancient martial art Liushui Sword Technique. I wonder what you call me?"
"Red Leaf Gang Fang Rui."
"Where or what school did you learn from?"
"It's not convenient to disclose this."
"Oh! Sorry, I was rude." Chu Jingyu quickly clasped his fists and apologized.
"It's okay." Fang Rui waved his hand nonchalantly.
"That's it..." Chu Jingyu then said:
"I just met my brother over there who is also an ancient warrior, and he is one of the rare ancient warriors of the body-refining school. So I'm feeling anxious next time and want to compete with you in my own name. I wonder if you're willing?"
"Emmm..." Fang Rui frowned slightly, as if he was considering whether to accept this challenge.
"If it's a coincidence..."
While Fang Rui was thinking about it, Wang Chen couldn't help but turned his head and asked Lan Ruoqiao his doubts:
"What is ancient martial arts?"
"You don't know what ancient martial arts is?" Lan Ruoqiao looked at Wang Chen in surprise.
"Should I know?"
"If you didn't go to school in District 3, it would be normal. But you are not only in District 3, but you also go to the Military Academy, one of the best schools. It would be strange if you don't know what ancient martial arts is.
Because ancient warriors may be very rare in other districts, but in the first five districts, although there are still not many ancient warriors, they are relatively common, not to mention that your officer academy also has a specialized ancient martial arts discipline."
"What's so strange?" Wang Chen said confidently:
"Don't you know? On weekdays, except for Xu...except for that person who comes to hang out with me, it's basically the dormitory, classroom, library and training hall. How can I have the opportunity to meet any ancient warriors?
As for the ancient martial arts disciplines you mentioned, that’s even more difficult for me. It’s a headache for me to understand the subjects that I need to complete my credits. How can I have the time to pay attention to other subjects in the school?”
"Ancient martial arts is actually a kind of martial arts."
Seeing that Wang Chen really didn't know what ancient martial arts was, Lan Ruoqiao simply explained:
"A martial skill that can be combined with the power of the curse to form a resonance and produce greater combat power. The impact of some powerful martial arts can even exceed the curse ability of the cursed object itself."
"This ancient martial art is so powerful?! Shouldn't it be famous? Why don't I and the people around me know about it?" Wang Chen raised a new doubt.
"Because ancient martial arts are difficult to practice, it not only requires extremely high martial arts talent, but also requires you to have the power of a curse corresponding to the special curse type of ancient martial arts.
And precisely because ancient martial arts are very powerful, they are generally regarded as secrets by a certain force or a certain big shot. Ordinary cursers or ordinary people have no chance to come into contact with or even hear about it.
That information is sealed at the top, so it is naturally impossible for ordinary forces or ordinary people to know about ancient martial arts or ancient martial artists."
After saying that, Lan Ruoqiao raised the corners of her lips and added:
"Of course you are not an ordinary person. I don't know if it's just because you are not interested or you are too focused on your studies.
After all, as far as I know, your father should have mastered at least two ancient martial arts techniques."
"Why do you mention him? Even if he knew it, he wouldn't tell me or teach me. His conversations with me would always only consist of 'um', 'have you eaten' and 'I'll go out'."
Wang Chen complained with some resentment, and then changed the topic without wanting to mention his father again:
"Is Fang Rui an ancient warrior?"
"Judging from his utilization of power and control over his body, he should definitely be an ancient warrior."
"Isn't it said that ancient martial arts are difficult to practice and require the power of curses, and are they also difficult to obtain?"
"No matter how difficult it is to practice ancient martial arts, there are still people who can master it. Fang Rui is obviously one of the few geniuses with extraordinary talents who can master ancient martial arts without relying on the power of curses."
At this point, Lan Ruoqiao paused, turned her head towards Fang Rui, and continued:
"As for the difficulty of obtaining it, it is not absolute. After all, no matter how tight the wall is, it is impossible to be airtight forever. It is rare for ancient martial arts to be spread among the people.
Of course, I prefer that Fang Rui has a sect inheritance.
After all, judging from the combat prowess he showed today, it would be difficult to justify it without a mysterious master who carefully trained him behind him."
…
"Okay, then I will accompany you to practice until the point is reached."
After thinking for a moment, Fang Rui nodded and agreed to Chu Jingyu's request for discussion.
"Very good!"
Chu Jingyu was overjoyed and untied the long sword on his back, but after seeing the blood on the ground in front of him, he asked Fang Rui a little uncomfortable:
"Brother, do we need to change the venue for our discussion?"
"No, just stay here. Paying too much attention to the environment is not conducive to the growth of martial arts practitioners."
"Okay, then I'll listen to you!" Chu Jingyu dropped the long sword on the ground after being persuaded, and began to stretch his muscles on the spot.
"Are you going to spar with me with bare hands?" Fang Rui was a little surprised.
He thought that the other party took off his long sword and wanted to draw it out for a sparring match.
"Of course! You are bare-handed, how can I bully you with a long sword?" Chu Jingyu said matter-of-factly.
"But isn't the ancient martial arts you learned swordsmanship?"
"How can a person who practices swordsmanship only practice swordsmanship and not boxing and kicking skills?"
"Can……"
"Brother, there's no need to say more!" Chu Jingyu, who had put on a fighting stance, suddenly changed his aura. His previous cute temperament was gone, leaving only a fierce confidence radiating from his bones.
He looked at Fang Rui and said:
"I know you think you are strong, but I am different from the opponents you have faced before. I may be stronger than them combined."