While I'm at the martial arts academy, my wife is cultivating while I enjoy life.

Wang Gao calmly extended his right hand and laughed loudly, "I'm about to break through to the lower fourth rank. You think you can..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was thrown away by a powerful force, and heard a cracking sound from his right arm.

Fortunately, his father-in-law, Fang Hongbo, intervened in time, easily grabbing the longsword with his right hand and supporting him with his left.

"Ah, my arm, my arm..."

"It's nothing, just a dislocated shoulder."

Fang Hongbo put down the longsword and tried to reattach his arm.

"Father-in-law, it hurts, it hurts, please be gentle."

"It won't be minor. What's a little injury to a real man like you?"

Fang Hongbo used brute force, and Wang Gao had no chance to struggle, only able to howl in pain.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, it hurts so much, please come and save me."

The guests looked at this guy with bewilderment. It seemed that the three generations of the Wang family weren't all that great.

Grandpa He Lianting looked constipated, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Not only did she not blame her beloved grandson for being a good-for-nothing, she also mentally sentenced Yang Ding to death.

If it weren't for the protection of the East China Sea Navy, Yang Ding would never be able to act so arrogantly here.

Vice Marshal Zhang Beiye, however, looked at Yang Ding with some appreciation.

"This kid's got something, not bad, not bad at all, even better than I imagined."

Fifth Master Wang Zhan also began to doubt Yang Ding's strength.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have such strong strength.

Wang Gao's punch must have been 100,000 jin strong, yet he was still sent flying.

Then Yang Ding must be at least a fourth-rank martial artist.

Among young people who have just awakened at the age of eighteen or nineteen, looking across the entire Blue Star, Yang Ding should be the only one with this level of cultivation.

No matter how abundant or good the cultivation resources are, absorption still takes time.

This proves that if Yang Ding's identity is not fabricated, he is an unparalleled martial arts prodigy, surpassing even Ye Jian.

If such a person is kept around, it will definitely be detrimental to Wang Xuehua's future attempt to seize the throne.

"It seems that Commander Zhang is taking good care of this Yang Ding. Is he someone he knows, or is he acting on someone else's behalf?"

Zhang Beiye replied without hesitation, "Who told him to be Old Ye's son-in-law? You should all take care of him."

"Given Master Ye's cultivation and reputation, his daughter should marry into a master family. How could she marry such a nobody?"

"I think it's great. Even Grandmasters start from the first rank and gradually rise up. This kid is no worse than the children of aristocratic families."

You shouldn't hit someone in the face, but Commander Zhang has the right and status to do so.

Although Wang Xuehua's husbands were on equal footing with him, they couldn't do anything to him.

Yang Ding, always eager for drama, ran up to Wang Gao and asked in a serious tone, "What happened, Brother-in-law Wang? How did your hand get broken? I wasn't even using any force."

"Bullshit! You clearly used all your strength. It was my carelessness."

Wang Gao was screaming in pain, but he still tried to save face, since today was his home turf.

"How about we arm wrestle later and you get your revenge?" Yang Ding asked.

"You think I'm afraid of you?"

When the second concubine saw her beloved son-in-law being mocked, she rushed over to help him, pushing away the hypocritical Yang Ding.

"You just launched a sneak attack. What are your family circumstances compared to Wang Gao's? His cultivation resources are a hundred times better than yours."

"Okay, okay, this doesn't count, let's do it again, alright?"

Fang Hongbo knew Yang Ding's strength very well, and he reattached Wang Gao's arm.

"Alright, alright, that's enough. You're practically family, so help each other out in the future and don't let things get unpleasant."

But Wang Gao was completely unmoved. He got up, pointed at Yang Ding, and roared, "Come back here, you bastard! We'll arm wrestle, but you can only use your left arm."

"No problem," Yang Ding quickly agreed.

He Lianting knew that his grandson was no match for Yang Ding, so he shouted, "Gao'er, stop making a fuss, the snake soup is getting cold."

"Grandpa, don't interfere! How can I, the grandson of a Grandmaster, bring shame upon the family?"

When the spoiled grandson throws a tantrum, not even nine oxen could stop him.

He Lianting wanted his son to go and stop this bastard, but Vice Marshal Zhang Beiye joked, "A true man is one who avenges his wrongs! Don't panic, don't panic!"

An ordinary wooden table couldn't withstand the weight of two people, so Yang Ding pointed to the windowsill.

"Okay, since you're injured, to be fair, you turn it inwards and I'll turn it outwards."

Yang Ding's posture was awkward, allowing Wang Gao to exert all his strength.

He immediately agreed, "That's more like it, that's very fair."

"Let's stop here and not ruin the harmony."

Wang Gao sneered, "If you're going to chicken out, kneel down and apologize, or I'll break your arm."

"It's a matter of skill, and the loser must accept the consequences. Let's go!"

Yang Ding got into position and gave his three wives a smug look.

"Sister Jing, Sister Ruoxi, our husbands are so naughty, I love them so much!"

Ye Rou also blew Yang Ding a kiss.

Mu Lan couldn't stand the two of them anymore, so she cleared her throat and asked, "What's your husband's cultivation level? He's so arrogant."

"Keep it a secret!"

"whispering sound!"

Wang Gao got into position, holding Yang Ding's hand, "I'll count to three before we start, no cheating allowed."

"Rest assured, the entire city of Jiangling knows that I am a virtuous gentleman."

Wang Gao channeled all his inner energy into his left arm before starting to count.

"1…………23!"

He used all his strength to launch a sneak attack, trying to break Yang Ding's arm, but Yang Ding didn't budge. Instead, a crack appeared on the reinforced concrete windowsill.

Yang Ding revealed a wicked smile, "How dare you cheat, Brother-in-law Wang?"

"What...what is your cultivation level?"

Wang Gao wanted to quit, but Yang Ding wouldn't give him the chance.

He suddenly exerted 300,000 jin of force, and the windowsill and window collapsed on the spot. Wang Gao was thrown out of the window and fell from the 38th floor.

"My arm, my arm...it's broken."

His voice carried over, causing the guests to burst into laughter.

Yang Ding dusted himself off, walked to the main table, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "I apologize for making a fool of myself in front of you seniors."

"Haha! You've got guts, kid!" Zhang Beiye laughed loudly.

He did indeed like this kid a little; he was arrogant and cheeky, just like him when he was young.

The three old men of the Wang family wore long faces, but they couldn't openly express their anger.

He Lianting waved his hand dismissively, "It's alright. Gao'er's skills are still lacking. I'll personally train him until he's perfected, and then you two brothers-in-law can practice together."

"Definitely, definitely."

Yang Ding turned around and glanced at the sexy evening dress worn by his second wife, smiled without saying a word, and sat down next to his three wives.

After dealing with the younger ones, we'll deal with the older ones later.

Whether I can seize this opportunity to help my father-in-law regain his authority as a husband depends on whether I can do so.

Ye Rou gave Yang Ding a thumbs-up from under the tablecloth.

Fang Jing has also saved face in front of her parents, and those guests who thought she hadn't married well can now shut up.

Zhou Ruoxi, however, kept her eyes fixed on the three old men from the Wang family.

"He Lianting hates you to the core. Be careful what you eat and drink later. Remember to use the purification method I told you."

"Don't worry, I don't plan to eat anything," Yang Ding replied.