High Martial Arts Start with Ant Talent Fusion

Meanwhile, Yan Tu had arrived at the city lord's mansion in Baiyun City and met the true master of Baiyun City, a sprightly old man.

Although he looked like an old man, his energy and spirit were incredibly youthful.

"Greetings, Your Excellency!"

Yan Tu said respectfully.

The old man waved his hand, and then the people around him dispersed, leaving only the two of them.

"No need for formalities, please have a seat!"

For a moment, Yan Tu didn't know what the lord in front of him was going to do, but he respected the order and obediently sat to the side.

Although he is now a six-star town general, he is still no match for the old man.

"I've heard so much about your reputation lately that I'm sick of it."

"They fought their way in and out of the demon army seven times."

"That's just like me back in the day!"

Yan Tu gave an awkward smile, his unusually burly body appearing somewhat restrained, and spoke.

"Lord City Lord, your skills are still sharp as ever! You are the true hero!"

"Don't even mention seven entries and exits; even if the entire demon army were placed in front of you, it wouldn't be able to cause any trouble."

Upon hearing Yan Tu's words, the old man laughed heartily, causing a stir throughout the entire city lord's mansion. As the saying goes, flattery will get you everywhere.

If Fang Fan were here, he would probably be shocked. He never expected that Yan Tu would have such a side to him. He is both literate and martial, and his flattery is also superb.

"I never expected you to be just like me back in the day, always speaking the truth!"

The old man was very approachable and spoke with a smile. His face was as thick as a city wall, which made Yan Tu wonder if the old man was really the city lord.

Why does he seem a bit like a playful old man?

"By the way, young man, where are you from?"

How old are you this year?

"What are your plans for the future?"

The old man's three soul-searching questions stumped Yan Tu. Were these questions appropriate to be asked in this situation?

My lord, you are the city lord, can you ask me something else, such as your views on the demon race or the situation of the human race?

This feels more like a blind date.

Despite some complaints, Yan Tu still told the truth.

"My lord, I have no fixed abode. I am just passing through Baiyun City. I am twenty-eight years old. I am going to Shanhai City next. I heard that the situation in Shanhai City is quite tense. As a member of the human race, I should do my part."

Yan Tu briefly explained his situation, and apart from concealing his origins, there were no other mistakes.

"You're twenty-eight?"

The old man revealed a hint of surprise, but quickly hid it, asking in a questioning tone, his eyes seeming to say, "I don't believe it!"

"Forehead..."

"Sir, I know I look a bit scary, but I just look older than I am. I'm actually only twenty-eight!"

"If you don't believe me, sir, you can feel my bones and check my bone age."

Yan Tu said somewhat helplessly that this was not the first time he had explained it; his master had asked him about this matter several times before.

The old man casually touched the object and knew that what Yan Tu said was true.

He was immediately pleasantly surprised; he had struck gold!

"Young man, this old man wants to discuss something with you."

The old man stopped rambling and began to speak, and Yan Tu knew it was time to get down to business. Otherwise, would the lord of a city really just want to chat about everyday matters?

"Please speak, sir."

"Are you aware that the King's Ranking will open in three months, and that there will be a competition for spots in the Four Symbols Secret Realm?"

After saying that, the old man looked at Yan Tu with some anticipation.

"have no idea."

Yan Tu felt somewhat innocent. Even if he looked at him again, he had no idea about it. He had never heard of it and didn't care about it!

"Forehead..."

"It's alright if you don't know, let me tell you in detail."

The old man seemed very patient as he explained everything about the King's Ranking and the Four Symbols Secret Realm to Yan Tu.

"Then, sir, do you mean...?"

After listening, Yan Tu understood, and seemed to understand the purpose of the City Lord of Baiyun summoning him.

"That's right. This time, I want you to represent my White Cloud City in the King Ranking Competition. With your current strength and talent, you should be among the top ten."

"When we emerge from the Four Symbols Secret Realm, our strength will surely soar to new heights, making us invincible."

"So, are you interested?"

The old man tried to entice Yan Tu in various ways, just like he was coaxing a three-year-old child, but Yan Tu was not interested in any of it; he only wanted to kill the demon beasts.

"Not interested"

For a moment, the old man was stunned. He wondered if he hadn't explained it well enough. How could anyone refuse such a thing?

"If you go, I'll abdicate when you return, and hand over my position as the city lord of White Cloud City to you, how about that?"

"At that time, you will not only have a bright future, but you will also be the lord of a city, admired by hundreds of millions of people. Does that sound interesting?"

To pique Yan Tu's interest, the City Lord of Baiyun City actually offered up the position of City Lord. What a man of character!

Yan Tu's expression was somewhat strange. What on earth was this old city lord up to?

"Are you really going to give me the position of City Lord of White Cloud City?"

"really!"

"If you really don't go, who knows if there are any other pitfalls waiting for me to fall into?"

"I still feel free and comfortable. I can go wherever there are monsters. It's much better than staying here all the time."

Yan Tu still refused outright. After chatting for a while, the two gradually became distant. He knew that the old man in front of him didn't care about his address at all, so he simply let go.

"Alas, I, Meng Luo, have never been inferior to anyone in my life, and I was even the first one to emerge from my mother's womb."

"I've never lost."

"It seems that this time, I, Meng Luo, am truly getting old; I have no choice but to lose."

The old man sighed, which aroused Yan Tu's curiosity. How could he let the old man lose if he didn't participate himself?

"Those old fogies are all holding onto several precious treasures, thinking of showing off their prowess in the battle for the King's Ranking. But look at me, although my White Cloud City is vast and rich in resources, and has many strong individuals, there are simply no ones who meet the requirements."

"Damn it, only town generals under the age of fifty are qualified to participate."

"Why didn't you say so a year in advance? The youngest town general in my Baiyun City is already fifty-one years old."

Old Man Mengluo spoke without any regard for others, calling the city lord an "old codger" and adding insults to his speech.

Good heavens, Yan Tu understands now. This old man just doesn't want to lose to anyone, and he's even willing to give up his position as city lord. Is this true character or just an old rascal?

"I heard that a young man in his early twenties has appeared in Jianghai City, whose strength has already reached the level of a three-star town general."

"This makes me incredibly envious! This talent is truly remarkable. Why isn't it from my White Cloud City?!"

As he spoke, Old Man Mengluo looked at Yan Tu.

"To be honest, you are stronger and more talented than that kid. Although he is younger, even if he were given another six years, he might not be able to reach your level."

"What a pity, what a pity!"

Meng Luo sighed.

"How could it be a pity?"

Yan Tu knew, of course, who the old man was talking about—his master, Fang Fan!

But in order to please the old man, he deliberately asked.

Seeing that the fish had taken the bait, Meng Luo turned his back to Yan Tu and said some rather heavy words.

"What I regret is that you, old man, have even greater talent than that kid, but you failed to seize a better opportunity and wasted it."

"Once that kid comes out of the Four Symbols Secret Realm, you might not even be able to catch up with his back."

"We martial artists are meant to compete. If you don't compete, how can you go further and further on the path to invincibility?"

"Young man, don't you think this is a pity?"

Meng Luo was very regretful. He slowly shook his head, then put his hands behind his back and prepared to leave, muttering to himself.

"Since you don't mean it that way, then this old man won't bother you anymore."

"Take a good rest in Baiyun City during this time."

Although Meng Luo spoke with some regret, the expression on his face, which was turned away, clearly showed that he was already confident.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Just as Meng Luo was about to leave the room, Yan Tu's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

At the same time, Meng Luo's expression lit up with joy—it was a success!