High Martial Arts Start with Ant Talent Fusion

"Xiao Ji, is there really no way to change my brother's talent?"

"My brother really wants to become a martial artist, and as his sister, I can't just watch his dream be shattered!"

Inside the room, Fang Ling lay on the bed muttering to herself, but a voice kept appearing in her mind.

"I have too many memories missing right now, so I can't find a way to improve your brother's talent. Besides, even in the future, talent can't be changed!"

"However, after what just happened, some of my memories returned, and I discovered something that terrified me."

"What is it?"

Fang Ling was somewhat puzzled.

"The future has changed. To be precise, in the time before I traveled here, your neighborhood was also attacked by monsters, but the outcome was completely different."

"Everyone in the neighborhood died tragically. There was no such powerful black-clad martial artist. The only survivors are you and your good-for-nothing brother!"

"Same time, same place, same event, but different results. I don't know why it turned out this way..."

The voice in her mind made Fang Ling fall silent. The little machine had suddenly appeared two days ago. It said that it came from the future, that humanity had been wiped out, and that it needed her to save humanity.

She was also said to be the future Doomsday Queen, one of the high-ranking members of the human race.

"Could it be that your arrival changed something, preventing the original tragedy from happening?"

"I hope so, but this is just a small branch in the river of time and won't have a big impact on your future. That event is the real change that will affect your entire life."

"What is it?"

"I can't say, the power of time is too complex, I can only slowly guide you to bring that event forward."

"However, my memories have largely returned. Now I need to train you to become a martial artist as quickly as possible so you can complete the next mission!"

"Okay, actually becoming the Doomsday Queen isn't important; what I want more is for my family to be safe!"

Fang Ling smiled mischievously; she preferred this ending to her previous life.

"I believe in you, you can do it!"

Xiao Ji seemed to be affected by Fang Ling's emotions and replied.

But what Xiaoji didn't know was that it wasn't it that would change the future, but rather the useless older brother Fang Ling, whom it spoke of, and some unprecedented dangers were slowly beginning to descend.

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye. The martial arts assessment officially begins...

"Go, son!"

"We believe you can do it."

Fang Zhou and Chen Xin, filled with anticipation, saw their son Fang Fan off in the car heading to the martial arts hall.

Suddenly his phone vibrated. Fang Zhou looked at the message that popped up saying there was an emergency to deal with, so he parted ways with his wife Chen Xin and headed to the factory.

"Young man, we've arrived at the martial arts hall!"

Fang Fan, who had been resting with his eyes closed in the car, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the driver say that they had arrived at the Martial Arts Hall. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he slowly stood up.

After paying the fare, I shouldered my backpack and prepared to step into the martial arts hall.

This martial arts hall belongs to the Feng Huo Martial Arts Academy, and today's martial arts assessment will be held here. Young men and women from all directions gather here, all hoping to become martial artists.

It's just unknown how many people will realize their dreams today, and how many will return in despair.

[Host: Fang Fan]

[Fusion Talent]

[40x Power (Current progress 100%, next stage 1000x Power)]

[Feeding Value: 20]

In three days, Fang Fan developed his 100x Strength talent to 40%, and his strength reached a terrifying 5600 jin, making him a fully advanced martial artist.

However, in a real martial arts assessment, strength is not the only testing standard. One must also pass a practical combat test. Only when both of these are met can one be considered qualified.

Speaking of practical combat tests, we have to mention the Martial Arts Hall. Most schools have a few strength testing machines, so you can fully satisfy your strength testing needs at the school. However, practical combat tests can only be conducted in the Martial Arts Hall.

Because each martial arts hall contains a level one spatial rift, through which one can travel to the Blood Moon World and complete a practical test.

Of course, this spatial rift is completely different from the wild ones outside. The strength and safety of the monsters will be guaranteed, and there will even be martial arts masters monitoring the entire process inside.

Fang Fan walked into the martial arts hall, which was filled with a sense of technology. The first thing that caught his eye was the two imposing characters at the top.

"Martial Arts"

Upon seeing those two words, Fang Fan's eyes narrowed sharply, and an imposing aura swept over him.

He saw an endless wasteland, with countless monsters roaring. A terrifying monster, ferocious and capable of devouring the world, stood above all others, roaring angrily at the sky.

Fang Fan struggled to break free from this momentum. In that short moment, cold sweat had already beaded on his forehead, and he had exhausted a lot of his strength, making his breathing rapid.

"What...what is this thing?"

"Just one glance was enough to make me fall for her."

Fang Fan was still shaken and dared not look any further. At this moment, his frightened appearance had already attracted the attention of the people around him.

"Haha, where did this country bumpkin come from? Just two words scared you like this."

"Someone like you dares to come to the martial arts assessment? You should just go home!"

"If we actually see a monster, will we be so scared we wet ourselves?"

"I think so too. With that kind of guts, he dares to dream of becoming a martial artist? He's just daydreaming!"

"Kid, hurry home. Today is the martial arts assessment; this isn't a place for you. If you want to see something big, go somewhere else. Remember, a martial artist cannot be humiliated!"

A middle-aged man kindly offered his advice and then walked into the hall. Everyone else left as well, and no one wasted their time on an ordinary person.

"Didn't they see it?"

Fang Fan ignored the mockery. A thought suddenly popped into his mind: the people around him were of ordinary strength, and they couldn't possibly remain unaffected by that aura.

Was I the only one who saw that terrifying monster?

But why is that?

Why am I the only one?

Could it be because of the insect talent I possessed that I could perceive things that humans cannot?

After pondering for a long time, Fang Fan still couldn't reach a conclusion, so he had no choice but to give up.

But when he turned around, he noticed a kind-looking old man beside him scrutinizing him with a naked gaze, which even carried a hint of admiration.

You're not appreciating anything!

I'm a guy!

Sir, we're not making an appointment!

Fang Fan turned to leave, but unexpectedly, he heard the old man's lewd voice behind him.

"Not bad...not bad..."

Not bad my ass! I think you've got the wrong brain.

Fang Fan hurriedly blended in with the crowd and disappeared somewhere.

"I had nothing better to do than to encounter a boy with such powerful innate perception."

"Those two words, 'Martial Arts,' were written with the heart's blood of a Grandmaster-level demon beast. I never expected that a young man would perceive their profound meaning after all these years."

Kong Yuanlong felt a surge of curiosity about the boy.

"Grandmaster Kong, Grandmaster Zuo, and the other three Grandmasters have arrived."

Just then, a man behind the old man lowered his head and reported the situation, not daring to overstep his bounds in the slightest. Martial artists cannot be insulted, and grandmasters even less so.

"them?"

"Well, it seems they've come with ill intentions!"

"In that case, let's go see them!"

Kong Yuanlong snorted coldly. Because of that incident, the martial arts school was short of combat power, which attracted the attention of many people. It seems that they finally couldn't help but want to take action today.

Kong Yuanlong leaped into the air, leaving a brilliant white trail in the air, and only then did a series of sonic booms resound.

"A Grandmaster-level expert, terrifying indeed."

The man behind him was shocked every time he saw it, turned around, took out his car keys, and chased after them.

"This is a Grandmaster-level expert!!!"

A well-informed martial artist, witnessing this scene, exclaimed in disbelief. The surrounding crowd was already stunned by what they saw, but these last words completely ignited their reaction.

"He's a grandmaster-level expert!"

"Mom, I've never seen a grandmaster martial artist in my entire life..."

"I, a dignified martial artist, have actually witnessed a Grandmaster in my lifetime! No, no, I must go back to my ancestral graves and see if any auspicious smoke is rising from them..."

"Don't even mention you, a mid-level martial artist. Even I, a high-level martial artist, am seeing a grandmaster-level martial artist for the first time. No way, I have to go back and take a look. Maybe our ancestral graves are even in the same place!"

"Ah! I'm wet, Grandmaster, I want to have your child..."

The last, rough male voice rang out, and a deathly silence fell over the crowd. In the hearts of countless people, a thousand alpacas on the grasslands began to gallop...

There was too much information; I couldn't process it all at once.

At this moment, Fang Fan had already entered the martial arts hall...