The daily life of people with super powers

"Old man, you..." Xia Fan wanted to say something, but when he saw Tang Ansheng's eyes, he couldn't say it anymore.

He lowered his head and said, "The teacher at the martial arts academy said that I don't have the qualifications to practice martial arts."

"Old man, I don't want to practice martial arts anymore, so I might as well come back and help you with your work."

He looked at Tang Ansheng cautiously, fearing that he would faint from anger.

"You still need to practice martial arts." Tang Ansheng shook his head.

"But I can't afford the tuition, and neither can you, old man."

Xia Fan really didn't want him to pay anything anymore.

To put it bluntly, the old man is old and you never know when he will pass away.

He didn't want the other person to suffer through hard work in his last few years.

The old man has worked hard all his life, it's time for him to enjoy himself.

"You forgot that your grandfather was a champion when he was young."

"That's not blowing..."

Awesome?

Xia Fan really wanted to say that, but when he saw his grandfather's serious look, he suddenly doubted himself.

Is everything the old man said true?

Was he really a champion when he was young?

"Wait, the old man just said that I haven't reached the first level of physical training. How did he know?"

"Just by touching my forehead with your hand, you can tell the strength of my Qi and blood. This method cannot be achieved by the masters teaching in the martial arts academy."

The teaching masters of the martial arts academy determine their level of physical training by touching them from top to bottom.

Secondly, let them use their strength to lift stones. The different levels of physical training will give them different strengths.

How can you confirm it by just tapping your forehead with your finger?

This is amazing too.

"Physical training at the sixth level. When I was young, your grandfather was a peerless expert at the sixth level."

Tang Ansheng lied seriously: "I have done many things in the midst of thousands of troops, taking the heads of the enemy."

"Then how..."

"How did you become this old man now?"

Tang Ansheng sighed, "This all started after I was shot in the knee by an arrow."

"..."

Tang Ansheng frantically added drama to this body, shaping it into a great general of the Yu State and an unrivaled strong man.

He was filled with patriotic passion, but because of betrayal by a villain, he ended up having to leave his homeland.

Xia Fan, a sixteen-year-old young man, felt angry and in love after hearing this, with tears welling up in his eyes.

"How could they be so evil? They deserved to be destroyed in the end!"

"And that eunuch is simply evil to the core."

"The emperor is also hopelessly stupid."

Xia Fan had tears in his eyes. "Old man, you are fighting outside to defend your country, but they not only don't support you, but they suspect you of treason."

"This is simply outrageous. This is simply outrageous."

Xia Fan punched the ground. Even though his hand hurt a little, it was not as painful as the pain he felt in his heart at that moment.

He was angry about the unfair treatment his father received.

Tang Ansheng looked at him like this with a satisfied look on his face.

The reason why the scene turned out like this was because Tang Ansheng told him the story of Yue Fei being recalled by the twelve golden medals.

Of course, he replaced the protagonist with himself.

"Old man, you are too kind. If it were me, I wouldn't care about the twelve golden medals. I would lead the army back to the capital to defend the king."

"Kill that dog eunuch."

"If the emperor dares to stop me, I will kill him too."

Xia Fan said that although he had not reached the first level of physical training, he had entered a martial arts academy and was considered a martial artist. He did not have the fear of the emperor that ordinary civilians had.

Hearing his words, Tang Ansheng nodded, saying that the boy is teachable.

However, he has already done these things once in Xia Xing, so let someone else do it the second time.

Xia Fan calmed down after a long while, thinking: "No wonder the old man never told me about his affairs before. It turns out that the old man had such a hard life for so many years."

He squatted on the ground, looked up at Tang Ansheng, and said, "Old man, what do you want to do by telling me this now?"

Although he knew that his talents were average, if the old man's wish was to restore the State of Yu, he would do his best to repay the other party for raising him.

"Here are two taels of silver." Tang Ansheng threw out two taels of silver.

"This……"

Although he was determined, two taels of silver was too little as start-up capital.

"Old man, I think the restoration of the country needs to be considered in the long run."

"boom!"

"What country are you talking about? Go to the street and buy some good spices. Meat alone is a bit greasy."

Xia Fan touched his forehead where he was hit, not quite understanding what the old man was trying to do.

"Starting today, I will teach you how to hunt."

"Ah, the country is no longer restored?"

Tang Ansheng smiled and shook his head.

Now it is the world of immortals, and the so-called country is nothing more than a dog raised by the other party.

Although it was his first time in this world, he still had some fragments of memories in his mind.

From these fragments, he could infer some information.

Whether it is the destroyed Yu State, the current Wu State, or other neighboring countries, they are nothing more than a dog raised by the so-called immortals.

The life and death of mortals has nothing to do with them.

As long as the death toll is not too high and does not affect their recruitment of fresh blood, it will be fine.

Yes, every once in a while, immortal sects would come to the mortal world to recruit new members.

The owner of Tang Ansheng's body has stayed in Shijia Village for decades and has encountered the immortal sect recruiting new members twice.

But these two times, no one from Shijia Village passed the screening.

"Calculating the time, the next recruitment should be not far away."

"The top priority now is to restore some of our strength to deal with emergencies."

Hunt for meat, and then restore your internal strength.

As long as you have the strength, many problems are not problems.

"It seems that the Immortal Sect needs certain qualifications to recruit new members."

"I am gifted, so it won't be difficult for me to pass. I just don't know what this kid is like..."

Tang Ansheng was not worried at all whether he would pass the selection. He was a peerless genius, so it was only natural for him to pass. If he failed, it would definitely not be his fault, but the problem of these sects.

Even Xia Fan’s aptitude in martial arts is average, let alone other things.

"But it doesn't matter. Your grandfather Ansheng is here and he will make sure you take off."

Tang Ansheng patted Xia Fan on the shoulder, leaving the latter a little confused.

I just wonder if the old man is confused again.

Chapter 5: Invincibility in the World Begins from Seventy (k)

"Grandpa, that martial arts academy...should I still go there?" Xia Fan hesitated for a moment and asked.

Ever since he knew that his grandfather was a champion marquis when he was young, he no longer regarded him as an ordinary old man.

In Xia Fan's opinion, a national champion must be a master at the fifth or sixth level of physical training, and it is impossible for him to be weaker than the dean of the martial arts academy.

"By the way, the old man said before that he is a master of the sixth level of physical training. Isn't he stronger than the dean?" Xia Fan thought.

According to what he learned in the martial arts academy, there are six realms in martial arts, namely skin, flesh, tendons, bone marrow and blood.

Among them, training the skin, training the flesh, and training the tendons are called the lower three realms of body training, while training the bones, training the marrow, and training the blood are called the upper three realms.

The dean of the martial arts academy is a master who has reached the fifth level of physical training.

It is said that when a warrior reaches the blood training stage, his blood will be as heavy as mercury, with a force of ten thousand pounds, and will be extremely terrifying.

"You don't have to go for now. What your martial arts academy teaches are all inferior things. Next, I will teach you some real things." Tang Ansheng said.

Although he had never visited such a martial arts academy, he knew from his remaining memories that the martial arts in this world only had six realms: skin, flesh, tendons, bone marrow and blood.

Even if one practices to the highest level, his strength will only be ten thousand kilograms.

Comparing horizontally with the Xiaxing world, he might not even be able to compare to the first-class masters there.

After all, in terms of strength, a force of ten thousand pounds can be considered as entering the threshold of a first-grade grandmaster. However, a first-grade grandmaster not only has strength, but also has internal force storage. His sustained combat capability cannot be compared with that of a warrior who only relies on his physical body.

"However, this world's method of training the body using skin, flesh, tendons, bone marrow and blood is indeed quite interesting."

"In terms of physical enhancement, it is very different from other worlds."

"You can refer to it when you have a chance."

Although Chinese martial arts also train the body, they focus more on strength and spirit. When it comes to the details of skin, flesh, tendons, bone marrow and blood, it is far inferior to the world.

As for Xia Xing's first-grade grandmaster, he is even inferior in physical aspect, but the first-grade grandmaster has internal force to protect himself, and his combat power is stronger than that of a warrior.

According to Tang Ansheng's speculation, at the same level, the warriors in this world are much more resistant to extreme environments than those in other worlds.

"Not going? Ah... Oh, okay, okay." Xia Fan didn't react for a moment, but when he knew what his old man said, he nodded quickly.

He was originally thinking about how to convince the other party, but he didn't expect that it could be done so easily now.

But Xia Fan was thinking in his heart: "Really? What does the old man want to teach me?"

"The old man has reached the sixth level of physical training, which makes him stronger than the dean. He won't teach me something as common as the Black Tiger Fist, will he?"

He had hope in his heart, but soon calmed down.

"My qualifications are too poor, and I might disappoint the old man."

He did not ask Tang Ansheng why he did not teach him before or tell him these things, but instead sent him to the martial arts academy.

Xia Fan thought that the other party might not have resolved his emotional knot yet, so he didn't tell him.

He trusted his old man 100% and didn't think he would harm him.

He looked at Tang Ansheng and asked, "Grandpa, now I..."

"Hmm? What are you still standing there for? Go buy all the spices."

Tang Ansheng pointed to the two taels of silver on the table and said, "Buy some spices and salt and spend all the money."

Although there were only two taels of silver left in the house, Tang Ansheng was not at all panicked and told Xia Fan to spend all the money.

In fact, these two taels of silver can't buy much. In those days, spices and salt are rare and expensive.

Ordinary people would not buy spices except for necessities like salt. Only wealthy families would do so.

Tang Ansheng didn't care about these things. Money was meant to be spent anyway. Without spices and condiments, many things would not taste good.

The bloody smell of some meats is also difficult to remove, and he doesn't want his mouth to be filled with fishy smell after taking a bite.

Although Xia Fan didn't know how his grandfather, a seventy-year-old gravekeeper, came up with two taels of silver, he understood when he thought about the other party's identity as the Marquis of Guanjun.

"Then I'll go."