High Martial Arts Start with Ant Talent Fusion

Fang Ling couldn't help but complain that she was just curious to watch the show, but somehow she ended up seeing herself in it.

Is that really such a coincidence?

The laboratory that I wanted to rent was the same laboratory that the young man wanted to rent!

Even novelists wouldn't dare write something like this!

Just as Fang Ling was ranting and raving, the receptionist who was assisting her realized that she had been registered at Cheng Jin's laboratory.

"Sir, the Cheng Jin Laboratory is being processed."

"The renter is this customer."

He then pointed to Fang Ling, who was standing to the side.

"Do you have a second one?"

"Process my second one."

Before the person in charge could speak, the young man was clearly impatient and didn't want to waste time on this, so he urged them on.

This put the person in charge in a difficult position. He was a businessman and believed in integrity. Whoever came first to take the laboratory would own it. However, this young man seemed like someone not to be trifled with.

"Only one laboratory can achieve an extraction rate of 5%, and that's Cheng Jin's laboratory!"

"The rest are three or four percent."

"or......"

The person in charge meant to get the young man to apply for a withdrawal with a lower withdrawal rate.

Are you kidding me?

"This was a level four demonic beast personally slain by Lord Fang Fan. Even with only one percent of its essence lost, do you know how much that is?"

"It's very possible that I'm just a hair's breadth away from advancing!"

Having received a reply, the person in charge had no choice but to look at the receptionist who had received Fang Ling.

"Did this customer pay?"

"not yet."

fine......

The manager sighed inwardly, thinking to himself, "Why does this kind of problem have to happen to me, a businessman like me?"

Compared to this formidable young man, this somewhat raggedly dressed girl is much easier to deal with.

Because Fang Ling's strength was concealed by Xiao Ji, he appeared to be only a beginner martial artist to the steward, who was only a grandmaster level.

One customer might not be able to pay, while the other had a powerful background. After comparing the two, the person in charge made a decision.

"This customer, the rent for Cheng Jin's lab is 100,000 a day, and you..."

However, before the person in charge could finish speaking, Fang Ling spoke first.

"Sir, although I haven't paid, do you mean you think I can't afford it and are considering letting that young man use Cheng Jin's lab first?"

Seeing Fang Ling say this, the person in charge knew that this matter could not be resolved peacefully. After all, young people are hot-tempered, and with so many people, none of them wanted to admit defeat.

He had seen plenty of people fight over a grudge.

But before he could continue, he heard Fang Ling say something.

"Okay, I agree."

"Anyway, I'm not in a hurry, so let Cheng Jin's lab use it for now."

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Fang Ling's sudden change caught the manager off guard; this was not what he had expected.

Fang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she had gotten rid of this troublesome person, otherwise she would have been in trouble. She never expected to encounter such a thing when renting a laboratory.

She really didn't have any money. If she insisted on going all the way and then found out when she swiped her card that she didn't have enough money, wouldn't that be embarrassing?

Embarrassment is a minor matter; what he's facing is a grandmaster-level expert and a young man with a powerful background.

The manager spoke to him so politely because he was a customer and there were so many people around. If he actually started a fight, it would have a bad reputation if word got out.

But once I go out, who will recognize me?

Coming from an ordinary family and not even a martial arts master, I was like an ant facing two behemoths.

If you get angry and it affects your family, you'll have nowhere to cry.

In novels, people who stubbornly resist for the sake of pride are fools, but she's not foolish; she can distinguish between what's important and what's not.

This convenient step not only avoids the embarrassment of being broke, but also prevents me from provoking the two of them.

"You're smart to know when to back down!"

"What are you all standing there for? If my level four demon bone wastes time, will you compensate me?"

"Hurry up and get it done for me."

The young man snorted coldly and then spoke, in his eyes the girl was not worth his attention at all.

"etc!"

Suddenly Fang Ling spoke up, which puzzled the person in charge.

"Is there anything else?"

The manager asked, puzzled, "To be honest, this girl is very smart. She knows who she can't afford to offend. Perhaps we can make it up to her later."

"Please give me back my card."

It turns out that the card Fang Fan gave to Fang Ling was still in the receptionist's hands.

Fang Ling stretched out her hand and asked the receptionist for it.

"Okay, sorry, I forgot."

The receptionist then realized what was happening, took the white card out of the machine, and prepared to hand it to Fang Ling.

Just then, the person in charge, who thought the matter was perfectly resolved, suddenly saw the white card, his eyes narrowed sharply, and his mind went blank.

This white card looks so familiar!

I think I heard an adult say that...

"etc!"

The manager suddenly called out to the receptionist, who froze, stunned, but the white card in her hand had already been handed to Fang Ling.

"Who gave you this white card?"

The person in charge looked at the white card in Fang Ling's hand, a hint of shock appearing on their face, but they still tried their best to control themselves and not lose their composure.

"This white card?"

Fang Ling was also startled by the manager's sudden action, and almost dropped the white card in her hand. The manager's eyes widened when he saw this. Luckily, it didn't fall. If the card was real, he would have to treat it like a precious artifact!

"This was given to me by my brother."

Fang Ling didn't know why the person in charge asked that question, but she still answered honestly.

"Could I take a look at this card?"

"The manager pleaded," the crowd asked, their eyes widening in bewilderment at his humble demeanor. "It's just a blank card, why do you need to do this?"

"Oh, here you go."

Fang Ling also became interested at this moment. What exactly was this white card that her brother had given her that could make a master-level manager so cautious?

Fang Ling casually handed it to the manager, whose eyes widened again. If he dared to be so casual, he would want to slap himself a few times.

The manager who received the white card carefully placed it in his palm, gently stroking it and feeling its material and some subtle textures.

At this moment, he was certain that this was exactly what he had in mind.

This card is not circulated in the market at all, and the number of them is limited. Each one looks different. What's scary is not the card itself, but the person who owns it.

This is something that only the owner of each martial arts school can possess!

In his memory, this white card belonged to the Wind and Fire Pavilion Master!