High Martial Arts Start with Ant Talent Fusion

"You really underestimate your brother."

"A mere martial arts assessment? Wouldn't that be a piece of cake?"

"By the way, where are our parents?"

As Fang Fan spoke, he casually placed his belongings on the table.

"Haha, I knew you could do this, bro!"

"Now I have someone to rely on!"

"When we go out in the future, let's see who dares to bully me. I'll have my brother beat their head to a pulp."

Fang Ling became happier and happier as she spoke, as if she herself had become a martial artist. After so many years, her brother had finally fulfilled his dream and become a great martial artist.

"Brother, now it's time to find me a sister-in-law!"

"Oh right, our parents haven't come home from get off work yet. They'll be so happy if they find out."

As Fang Ling spoke, she noticed a medal on the table. She picked it up with some curiosity and became increasingly alarmed as she looked at it. The medal looked just like one she remembered. Finally, she couldn't help but ask.

"Brother... this can't be a high-level martial artist medal, can it?"

At this moment, Fang Ling was absolutely certain that the medal in her hand was a high-level martial artist medal, and she almost dropped it.

"Brother, where did you buy it? It's so realistic, I almost got fooled."

Fang Ling took the medal and bit it.

"You know what, this gold is made just like the real thing. The material, the feel and texture, it's worth at least fifty yuan."

Fang Fan's eyes twitched as he watched this scene. This was no joke; the only person who would put a martial artist's medal in their mouth and bite it was probably his own sister.

"Actually, you guessed wrong. This little thing costs 100 yuan."

"If you like it, you can have it!"

Fang Fan casually remarked that his strength had already surpassed that of a Martial Master after integrating his dynamic talent. If he were given a few more days to increase his power, he would be a true Martial Master-level martial artist. Why would he care about this small advanced martial artist medal?

"Okay, I'll take it."

"By the way, bro, can I see your beginner martial artist badge? I've never seen one in person before!"

Seeing Fang Ling's expectant expression, Fang Fan was fortunate to have come prepared. He found a medal in another pocket, which was the beginner martial artist medal. He had asked his master for an extra one.

That's just what's needed to handle this situation.

After all, his strength had increased too quickly, so there was no need to tell his family his true strength. It was enough for them to know that he, Fang Fan, could protect them.

"Bro, I feel like your fake one is more real than this one!"

Fang Ling held a high-level martial artist medal in one hand and a low-level martial artist medal in the other, and began to carefully examine them.

"If it's fake, you can tell at a glance, who would buy it!"

"It's because this real one is inferior to this fake one that it's real."

Fang Fan said in a serious tone.

"Yeah, that makes sense."

"Alright, you can play here by yourself. I'm going to take a nap..."

Fang Fan said, then lay down on the sofa and fell asleep peacefully. So much had happened in the past two days that he was feeling quite exhausted.

"elder brother?"

"Bro?"

Fang Ling was surprised that her older brother had fallen asleep so quickly, so she helplessly found a thin blanket and covered him with it.

At that moment, the little machine in my mind suddenly spoke.

"Ling'er, are you sure your brother is just an ordinary person?"

"What's wrong, Xiao Ji? Is there something wrong with my brother?"

Hearing Xiaoji mention her brother, she became a little nervous.

"I have a feeling your brother is someone special!"

"When I'm with your brother, I always feel like he can see right through me."

"That feeling was the same as when I faced that powerful black-clad martial artist last time, or even stronger."

"Furthermore, I feel that your brother is not just a beginner martial artist; it's very likely that he's hiding his true strength."

Upon hearing Xiao Ji's words, Fang Ling laughed. She had initially wondered what was wrong with her brother, but it turned out he was just being paranoid.

"Hey Xiaoji, don't be so suspicious, okay?"

"I think this is a lingering effect from your last experience; you see everyone as someone who isn't simple."

"Don't you know whether my brother is an ordinary person or not?"

"The results of your investigation that time said that my brother had almost no talent for martial arts, and that talent is something that cannot be changed in the future."

"So how did my brother change his talent?"

"Is he even more capable than your future self?"

"If that's the case, why would he hide his strength? It's already quite an achievement for him to become a beginner martial artist. Do you really think my brother is a mid-level or advanced martial artist?"

Fang Ling said without any mercy.

"Hmm, maybe that's just my imagination."

"Let's forget about your brother for now. The most important thing now is to improve your strength. You've already reached 400 jin of strength, which gives you the strength of a near-beginner martial artist. But your combat power is still far from sufficient."

"I'm going to give you intensive combat training these next few days."

"Okay, come on. As long as I have the ability to protect my family, I can endure any hardship."

"Yes, according to my memory, something will happen tonight. It may seem small, but it could affect the safety of Jianghai City later. Be prepared. It's time to improve your skills."

After hearing Xiao Ji's words, Fang Ling fell silent. She realized that her strength was still too weak to face the terrifying future.

"don't want!"

Fang Fan, who was standing nearby, suddenly woke up. He had just had a nightmare in which his family was brutally murdered and he himself was tortured to death by the enemy.

"What's wrong, brother?"

Fang Ling looked at Fang Fan with some nervousness.

"It's nothing, I just had a nightmare."

Fang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead, a bad premonition sweeping over him. He couldn't have had this dream for no reason, especially after merging with his talent. This dream might be hinting at something.

Before Fang Fan could think it over, Fang Zhou and Chen Xin returned from get off work.

When the two learned that their son had become a martial artist, they excitedly exclaimed in the house. The mother, Chen Xin, even shed tears because of this, while Fang Zhou smiled from ear to ear.

Our son has become a martial artist! He's really made our family proud!

Fang Fan smiled as well, realizing that this was precisely why he had become a martial artist.

Once his family was fast asleep, Fang Fan suddenly opened his eyes, then walked out of his room and sat alone on the sofa, still thinking about the nightmare he had just had.

This nightmare hung over my heart like a heavy stone.

He then quietly slipped out. Improving his strength was now of utmost urgency; that nightmare might very well be more than just a nightmare.

There is only one way to improve one's strength in a short period of time, and that is the system!

"Feeding points, here I come!"

Just as Fang Fan was on his way to collect breeding points, Wangcai, who was recuperating at the Wind and Fire Martial Arts Hall in preparation for going to raid the wild rift, also encountered someone.