High Martial Arts Start with Ant Talent Fusion

Once you've accumulated 100,000 feeding points, you can no longer gain feeding points from insects.

This was not surprising to Fang Fan.

After all, this situation had already been evident before.

Since it cannot be obtained from insects, it must be obtained from other creatures or monsters.

Fang Fan had also tested it, and it was indeed the case.

As for the task of collecting these breeding points, he doesn't need to do it himself; he can delegate it to his subordinates.

Fang Dao and Fang Wen were telepathically connected with Fang Fan and instantly knew their master's thoughts.

"Master, I'm leaving. Are you safe?"

Fang Dao and Fang Wen hesitated.

"It's alright, they won't dare to make a move yet."

"Besides, I've also reached the Grandmaster level, so I can't be hurt under normal circumstances."

After receiving their master's reply, Fang Dao and Fang Wen exchanged a glance, then leaped up and headed towards the wilderness.

To kill a large number of monsters in the shortest amount of time, one must go to the wilderness.

Fang Fan, who remained in the residential area, slowly raised his head and murmured.

It was getting dark.

As time goes on, the need for breeding value will increase, and Fang Dao and Fang Wen alone will not be enough.

Moreover, Fang Dao will also be going to train with the city lord in three days.

Without Fang Dao, the speed of collecting feeding points will be greatly reduced, and you will also lose a major trump card. In this situation, feeding points are even more urgently needed.

Therefore, that plan must be put on the agenda.

If successful, the significance of this would far surpass that of one or two powerful individuals. The continuous stream of feeding value would allow his power to take off from the ground up.

Thinking of this, Fang Fan shook his head. To complete that plan, he needed the necessary resources.

As for why he didn't go to the wilderness himself, did he think Fang Fan was stupid?

A wise man does not stand under a crumbling wall. Although Fang Fan was not exactly a gentleman, he still understood the importance of safety.

Fang Fan walked towards his home. His parents had gone through that incident, and they must be feeling uneasy now. He felt that he was a rather incompetent son.

Just as Fang Fan was returning home, his younger sister Fang Ling was also heading home. She was somewhat panicked because, not long ago, someone had died in front of her.

She was walking normally down the street when, unexpectedly, a man dressed in black walked towards her, filled with hostility and murderous intent.

He immediately sensed something was wrong.

At that moment, the voice of the little machine in my mind also rang urgently in my mind, saying that I could use its power to fight against the man in front of me.

But before she could make a decision, she saw a black blob suddenly fly out from behind her.

Before he could even see what it was, the dark shape pierced through the black-clad man's chest, blood splattering everywhere.

As you can see, there is a bloody hole the size of a fist.

The dark shadow pierced through the man and disappeared. Then, several strangers appeared around him and dragged the man, who was practically dead, away.

Quick and efficient, without any hesitation or delay.

This scene stunned her, and also stunned the little machine in her mind. Could this be the legendary death with eyes wide open? And what was going on?

Why are there people behind the scenes handling this? Is it really that difficult to maintain order in Jianghai City?

However, she was relieved when the person in charge of handling the body explained it to her.

It turns out that this man was an extremely perverted and ruthless womanizer who specifically targeted beautiful women on the street. His methods were extremely cruel and cunning, and he had already harmed many women.

The martial arts school had finally found traces of the suspect, so they would never give him a chance to escape.

The murderer originally targeted Fang Ling, but unexpectedly, he was killed here by the martial arts school.

Even so, it was still somewhat unsettling to witness a living person die right before her eyes, especially since she was just a young girl who had never seen such a bloody scene before.

"Xiao Ji, do you know what that dark shape is?"

On her way home, Fang Ling suddenly asked, "I always felt that thing was not simple. How could a dignified martial artist be killed so easily?"

If this thing were following behind me and suddenly attacked me like this, I'd probably die a much worse death than that black-clad pervert.

But Fang Ling didn't know that as she said those words, a fist-sized black shadow was closely following her from the shadows not far behind.

And this is the same mosquito that attacked earlier, which was at the Martial Master stage.

"have no idea."

Xiao Ji's voice came through, and Fang Ling had no choice but to stop asking. But was that really the case?

In Fang Ling's mind, Xiao Ji was still in shock. It had seen that dark shadow, to the point that it now wondered if its perception was malfunctioning.

That dark shape was actually a mosquito!

A mosquito the size of a fist and possessing the skill of a martial arts master!

This thing, so far beyond its imagination, was actually right in front of it.

In its previous life, such a thing simply did not exist, so much so that it dared not tell its master, Fang Ling, about it, and even said that it was trying to numb itself.

The world may have undergone changes it could not have imagined.

At that moment, Xiao Ji suddenly exclaimed.

"How is that possible!"

"A battle between masters of at least the Grandmaster level has taken place here!"

"There's even... a powerful sword intent!!!"

The sound of the small machine also shocked Fang Ling; a major battle had actually broken out.

"not good."

Fang Ling hurried home, worried that her parents might be in danger, but when she got home, she saw her parents and brother sitting in the living room talking, and she finally felt relieved.

"The girl is back."

Fang Fan's voice rang out, and Fang Ling looked at her older brother. It seemed that her brother's temperament was somewhat different, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was different.

Could it be that my brother's strength has broken through to the intermediate level of martial artist?

It can't be that fast, can it?

Fang Fan glanced at his younger sister Fang Ling before looking away, but this caused trouble for the little scheme in Fang Ling's mind.

It's now certain that the small machine itself malfunctioned.

Under his brother Fang Fan's scrutiny, he actually felt as if he had been seen through.

"Oh no, I'm doomed!"

Xiao Ji's tearful voice rang out, but Fang Ling ignored it. During this period, Xiao Ji often acted strangely and said some nonsensical things.

Fang Zhou and Chen Xin did not tell the children about the previous battle, since telling them about a battle of that level would be pointless and would only make them worry.

However, their thoughts could not be hidden from Fang Fan.

Seeing that his parents hadn't explained things clearly, he didn't point it out either. He called Fang Ling over, and the four of them chatted about everyday matters.

"Dad, my martial arts school has given me a house in the city center. Why don't you move there?"

"It's safe there."

As he spoke, Fang Fan placed the keys on the table.

"I'm not going!"

"Your mother and I have lived here for half our lives, and we wouldn't feel comfortable going anywhere else."

Fang Zhou immediately refused, saying that the house would be better left to the children as their wedding home.

Fang Fan knew that this matter couldn't be rushed, so he didn't say anything more. He figured he could just wait and send a few grandmasters later.

Time flies, and three days have passed. Fang Fan, who was training in the martial arts hall, suddenly opened his eyes.

"They're here!"