High Martial Arts Start with Ant Talent Fusion

"Mr. Jing, it's been a long time! How about a game?"

Fang Zhou and Jing Yushan sat in the living room, chatting about everyday things, while Fang Ling was intently devouring the sunflower seeds in her hand, wishing she could swallow even the shells.

Fang Zhou suddenly spoke up, and Fang Ling raised her head blankly, wondering what her father was up to now.

"OK!"

"My hands have been itching for so long."

"Since that last match, I really haven't found a worthy opponent."

Jing Yushan laughed heartily. As if they had planned it beforehand, Fang Zhou brought out a chessboard from the room. Fang Zhou held the black pieces, and Jing Yushan held the white pieces, and they began a fierce battle.

For a moment, the room was silent except for the sound of chess pieces falling.

Oh, and there was also the sound of Fang Ling cracking sunflower seeds nearby.

"A brilliant move!"

"This move is truly a stroke of genius, containing boundless possibilities!"

Seeing Jing Lao Bai place his piece, Fang Zhou couldn't help but sigh, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes. This was the kindred spirit and chess partner he had been looking for.

That's what makes it challenging.

"Haha, this old man's luck is just a coincidence."

"If we're talking about brilliance, it was your step-by-step skill that was brilliant, otherwise I wouldn't have been forced into this situation."

Old Master Jing laughed heartily, watching Fang Zhou's next move. At this moment, Old Master Jing seemed to be truly free from constraints and burdens, becoming an ordinary old man playing chess.

As the only spectator, Fang Ling watched the two men exchanging compliments, feeling both amused and exasperated.

If she could speak without getting beaten, she really wanted to say something.

"If I weren't standing right next to you and seeing this with my own eyes, I would almost have believed your lies."

At this moment, Fang Ling finally understood why her father and Elder Jing were chatting so happily. Just from their terrible chess skills, it was clear that the two were birds of a feather and shared the same stench.

What do you mean by "capturing the wonders of heaven and earth, containing endless changes," or "ineffably wonderful"? It's like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden for the first time.

You're saying she's never played chess, so she can't understand it at all and isn't qualified to judge?

That little machine, as a high-tech artificial intelligence system, should understand, right?

At this moment, the little machine in Fang Ling's mind was also watching the two play chess, and a series of incredulous and incomprehensible questions kept ringing out.

Why did he take this step?

"This step is a dead end. It's so obvious, why can't you see it? This will completely block your way out."

"Does he even know how to play chess?"

But just after Fang Zhou made his move, Xiao Ji's voice rang out again.

Why?

"Is it that I don't know how to play chess, or is it that my master's father doesn't know how to play chess?"

"He only needed one more piece to win, why did he place it there?"

"A game that seemed certain to be won has somehow turned into a fierce, close battle!"

"My powerful calculation abilities have taken into account all possible winning scenarios, so why can't I predict where his next move will land?"

"Could it be... that they're not competing to see who wins, but rather who loses first?"

After a long while, Xiaoji finally got an answer that even he himself couldn't believe.

After all, it's not very nice for it to say that its owner's father has bad hands.

"Snapped!"

Fang Ling felt she would go crazy if she watched any longer, so she covered her face and sat down to the side. At that moment, she thought TV was much more interesting.

While they were playing chess, Chen Xin returned from grocery shopping. After chatting for a while, she called Fang Ling over and they started cooking together.

It's almost noon now, and Fang Fan will be back soon.

"Master Jing truly lives up to his reputation; he is a national champion."

"This game was really close and evenly matched, but in the end I lost by one move."

Fang Zhou looked at the chessboard, which was almost full, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that even though I used my full strength, I still lost. I still have a long way to go."

"Haha, Xiaozhou, you're not bad either. You're the first one to push this old man to this point."

Old Master Jing smiled knowingly and said that it was fortunate that he made a move at the last second, otherwise he would have lost.

"Old Jing, let's wait a bit before we fight again. My son should be back soon. Let's eat first."

As Fang Zhou spoke, he put away the chessboard and then began to talk to Jing Yushan about his son, Fang Fan.

"Elder Jing, to be honest, I thought my son would never become a martial artist in his life, but who would have thought that he would pass the martial artist assessment and even join the recently popular Feng Huo Martial Arts School."

"He's really made his father proud. You know, people who used to look down on me now have to greet me when they see me."

Fang Zhou became happier and happier as he talked.

"I was sent by the Wind and Fire Martial Arts Academy to perform a mission in another human capital city a while ago, and I just returned after completing the mission."

"Elder Jing, when that kid returns, could you take a look and see if he has the aptitude to become a Martial Master?"

"If not, then don't let him work himself to death trying to achieve something impossible. Let him stay at the Wind and Fire Martial Arts School, get married, have children, and live a good life."

"We parents also just want our children to be safe and sound."

Fang Zhou said, "Which parent doesn't want their child to be better? The old man in front of us is a Grandmaster-level expert and a local overlord. If he can help my son, even a little bit, it would be a huge blessing for my son, Fang Fan."

"Haha, okay!"

"But my old man's hunch was right; that kid is sure to have a bright future."

Jing Yushan didn't reveal Fang Fan's true situation, laughed, and then said.

Fang Ling, who had overheard the conversation, was now tightly covering her mouth with her hand. She had almost lost control several times and wanted to tell her parents and Elder Jing that she had become a martial arts master.

Your daughter is already a martial arts master!

Aren't you surprised and happy?!

But she still didn't do it because her older brother hadn't come back yet.

As the saying goes, surprises are most powerful when they are unleashed at the last moment.

She plans to announce it after her brother returns.

Fang Ling felt a little excited when she thought about her older brother's shock and disbelief when he learned that his strength had reached the Martial Master level.

She's always been bullied by her older brother since she was little, but now it's her turn to bully him back.

Just as Fang Zhou and Jing Yushan finished speaking, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, and the room became much quieter.

"Snap!"

Immediately afterwards, the doorknob was turned, and a handsome young man with delicate features walked in.

"Mom and Dad, I'm home."

The young man who entered the room smiled warmly, and the room seemed to warm up considerably with his arrival.

The young man was Fang Fan.

Meanwhile, friendly voices could be heard coming from inside the room.

"son!"

"son!"

"Bro!"

"grown ups!"