High Martial Arts: Starting from the Strongest Junior High Student

In front of the Tower of Babel.

The Imperial Guards escorted Longyang into the tower.

Doorway.

The Emperor and Long Yichuan stood face to face. His black eyes remained approachable. The three confidants behind Long Yichuan lowered their heads, while the young man behind them stared at the false emperor. For some reason, they found it difficult to show hatred towards him, which annoyed them.

"Let's disperse." Long Yichuan looked down at his trusted confidants behind him.

They quickly lowered their heads and left.

Only the two of them remained in the silent night.

They are called Li Yuzhi and Long Yichuan.

In the human race, they are called the Human Emperor and the Supreme Martial God.

In private, they are father and son.

Long Yichuan was trying his best to project his authority, but for some reason, no amount of eye contact had any effect on him; his expression remained perpetually calm.

Forget it.

Long Yichuan looked up and spoke indifferently.

"From childhood to adulthood, you always said I was too young and had never experienced war, so I didn't understand."

"I hope you will teach me well from today onwards."

"The Last Lesson!"

He looked up from his wheelchair.

Li Yu stood with his head bowed.

After a few seconds of silence, Long Yichuan still didn't get the answer he wanted!

Li Yuzhi said, "The weather is nice today."

"Let's go watch the sunrise."

"Go to Hope Mountain, it's in Beizhou. I used to take you there often when you were little."

These seemingly ordinary words caused Long Yichuan's body to suddenly tremble violently, and his once calm eyes were instantly filled with anger and hatred.

"I've said it many times!"

"I told you 150 years ago that only one of us could survive in the future!"

"I can't turn back!"

After saying that, he turned his wheelchair and walked past Li Yuzhi, brushing past him and walking away back to back.

He did not turn back, just as he has for the past hundred years.

But Li Yuzhi suddenly turned around and asked, "Are you really not going?"

"It's very beautiful."

At that moment, Long Yichuan's hands, gripping the wheel, trembled. He turned back and said fiercely, "I'm not your son!"

An unnatural embarrassment crossed Li Yuzhi's face, but he quickly looked up again and smiled, "I can only wait for you until dawn."

But Long Yichuan didn't stop and walked straight away.

In front of the vast Tongtianlou Square, the man still stood, his black coat draped over his shoulders fluttering slightly in the cold wind, until snow began to fall.

……

Beyond the heavy snow.

Long Xuan got up and left after the woman in red hung up the phone.

Di Tianzheng couldn't help but stand up and say, "Why are you leaving? Was the performance bad? Did I fail to be a good host?"

Wang Zhenguo glanced at him and said, "Why are you singing and dancing here when it's the Red-Clothed One's business?"

After saying that, he raised his wine glass above his head and addressed the woman in red, "To you."

The woman in red also raised her glass decisively and said with a smile, "I'll be leaving after I finish this one."

Wang Zhenguo nodded emphatically and said, "Yes, be careful on the road. If you need anything in the future, feel free to call Beiyang."

Bai Yi, Shi Xincheng, Di Tianzheng, Zhong Zemin, and others also stood up and clinked glasses with Hong Yi. Then, Zhong Zemin put on his coat and greeted Hong Yi, indicating that he wanted to have a private conversation.

The two walked into the woods nearby.

Zhong Zemin frowned and said, "Your son is still in their hands. Aren't you afraid they might do something drastic?"

"Should I send someone to keep an eye on it?"

The woman in red smiled and said, "Teacher, you're overthinking it. I visit Hongtian every year during the National Assembly. After all these years, I believe he has matured."

Zhong Zemin nodded and said, "Take good care of yourself."

The woman in red lowered her head and said, "It is I who apologize to you."

Zhong Zemin shook his head and said, "It's alright. The old man took action today, so his attitude is clear. Things won't be difficult afterward."

The woman in red said softly, "I'm talking about your daughter."

Zhong Zemin adjusted his glasses and said calmly, "Hongtian dragged so many people down with him to make my daughter pay. That's enough. Let's move on from this."

"How could that be enough?" The woman in red turned to look in the direction of Zhongzhou and said, "When Hongtian returned in triumph, the wedding was already prepared. They were supposed to get married in three days. If everything had gone smoothly, you and I would be holding our grandchildren by now."

"One male prostitute is not enough to quell my anger. I want all of his 'Sun Mystery Classic' to disappear."

"Teacher, I will propose a re-election of the clan chief at the parliament in six months."

Zhong Zemin raised an eyebrow: "You want to sit?"

The woman in red nodded and said, "The reason we were able to lure them out this time is that Di Feng has too much evidence of their corruption. In order to save Long Yang's life, I made him hand over 90% of it, and the remaining 10% is aimed directly at the Central State General Secretary."

"I will sit as the clan head, and you will fill the position of the Central Plains General Secretary."

"Many of my disciples are married to their men, and their stance is wavering. I need to take another step to completely subdue them and then annihilate Nanzhou!"

Zhong Zemin nodded emphatically and said, "I will fully support you, but Long Yichuan will definitely take some action. The situation in the parliamentary vote six months from now may change drastically. Our votes may not be more than theirs. Be prepared for failure."

"I understand." The woman in red nodded gently.

At this moment, she looked up and saw Xiahou Dongjun talking to Di Tianzheng, and his attitude was a bit strange, as if Xiahou Dongjun was scolding Di Tianzheng.

In the field.

Xiahou Dongjun said calmly, "I don't know where you heard that, but you've been saying everywhere that the woman in red killed your wife."

Di Tianzheng's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Brother Dong, you must have misheard."

Xiahou Dongjun turned his head slightly and said with a sidelong glance, "You know I've always been a germaphobe."

"Those things between you and Hongyi when you were young, I've already washed my hands of them and turned the page on them."

"Now is the time to unite. If we bring up those old grievances again, no one will save face."

After saying that, he stood up, smiled and greeted the others, then turned and walked towards the red-clad man, greeting Zhong Zemin who was walking back towards him.

"What did you say to him?" the woman in red asked, frowning.

"It's those kinds of things, isn't it?" Xiahou Dongjun raised an eyebrow.

The woman in red narrowed her eyes slightly: "You still care that I dated him?"

"I've told you I never slept with him, why won't you believe me?"

"No," Xiahou Dongjun quickly shook his head, "He told Chen Wan'er and the others that you killed his wife."

"You could say I killed him," the woman in red said calmly. "Enough. I never want to hear about this again."

After saying that, she gave her husband a disdainful look and said, "You're both members of Congress at your age, and you're still clinging to those trivial matters of love and family from over a hundred years ago!"

"Do you suspect that the blood I shed for you back then was from a hymen I had implanted later?!"

Xiahou Dongjun hurriedly said, "Madam, you've misunderstood."

At this moment, the woman in red took out a love potion.

Xiahou Dongjun immediately became a little nervous and said, "Madam, my injury is still not fully healed."

The woman in red snorted lightly, "You eat, and I'll nourish you."

"Hehe." Xiahou Dongjun immediately revealed a silly grin.

The woman in red pinched his fair cheek and said, "Are you still bothered by it or not?"

"I don't care, I don't care," Xiahou Dongjun quickly shook his head.