High Martial Arts Start with Ant Talent Fusion

"Gulp!"

The two men stared uneasily at a mosquito the size of a fist in front of them, their bodies trembling, swallowing nervously, and their hands stopping moving.

They actually sensed the aura of a level-two demon beast on these mosquitoes.

A level two demonic beast is equivalent to a martial arts master!

But it's just a mosquito!

When did mosquitoes become so dangerous?

No, this is no longer a mosquito; it's a new type of monster that humans haven't discovered yet.

The two were so terrified they could hardly breathe. What heinous things had they done to encounter such horrific things all night?

This isn't a human community, it's a monster community!

I came here to carry out a mission, not to die.

"Big Mosquito... Brother, I was just passing by, do you believe me?"

One of them spoke tremblingly, and then he saw the terrifying mosquito in front of him begin to look him up and down. The wind from the flapping of its steel wings cut into his body, and he actually felt a pain.

But he dared not say anything, because that long mouthpart was even more terrifying. He believed that even a steel plate would be easily pierced through by such a mouthpart.

If God gave him another chance, he would never come to this neighborhood again.

too frightening.

However, reality is always cruel. How could Fang Fan let these two go? He had already overheard their conversation. He believed that those who kill will be killed in return.

"Buzz..."

A mosquito the size of a fist reappeared, one on the left and one on the right.

"The second one..."

The two were already in despair. They couldn't even handle one of these, let alone two of these terrifying creatures.

"Buzz..."

In the quiet stairwell, another one appeared.

"The...third...one."

Suddenly, a strong stench of urine hit them. The two had already been scared to death by the three martial arts level monsters. Neither of them would have imagined that they would be scared to death by mosquitoes.

The moment the two met, they knew their fate was sealed.

As they took their last look at the world, the three mosquitoes vanished, followed by excruciating pain, darkness, and then they lost consciousness.

The events here went unnoticed. Two corpses, now dried up from being drained of their life force, lay quietly in the hallway. Inside the room, Fang Fan's parents and younger sister, Fang Ling, were having a sweet dream, completely unaware that the martial artist who had come to kill them had already been dealt with.

Soon after, fifty football-sized ants slowly appeared in the stairwell, almost completely blocking it. They then carried away the corpses, and any remaining traces were thoroughly cleared away by swarms of mosquitoes and ants.

No trace was left behind, and even a grandmaster would not have imagined that two people had died tragically here.

"They still made their move."

When Fang Fan and Fang Wen arrived at the residential area, their hearts sank as they saw the two people who had been turned into garbage. This time, only martial artists had come. Once that force found out that the people they sent had been killed, the ones they would send next would be martial masters, or even grandmasters.

From their previous conversation, it was learned that the two of them had been in Jianghai City for a long time without obtaining anything else of value.

"We have no idea who our opponent is, so we can only passively defend."

Fang Fan felt somewhat helpless. He was facing a powerful and mysterious force, and only by continuing to strengthen himself could he cope with the upcoming crisis.

Speaking of crises, Fang Fan remembered something else.

He had previously believed that his three fifth-tier mosquito kings could deal with the two martial artists, so he went to investigate the mysterious pit. Sure enough, he found human remains underground at the scene of the missing persons' crime.

Jianghai City is also facing a danger.

Fang Fan felt a headache coming on just thinking about the mysterious and complicated underground passages. These things couldn't be completed in ten days or half a month.

Outside Jianghai City, there is the threat of spatial rifts, and inside, there are the intrusions of unknown creatures. Moreover, his family has now become a thorn in the side of a certain force, who wants to get rid of them as soon as possible.

"Fang Wen, what should I do?"

"Master, we cannot interfere with your will, but whatever you do, we will unconditionally trust you and follow you."

"You are someone we will protect until death. We will never allow anyone to harm our master."

"Regarding the question you just asked, I can only say that if you wish, we will clear away any obstacles in your way, no matter who they are."

Fang Wen said respectfully from the side, knowing perfectly well when it was appropriate to joke with her master and when to be serious.

"Yeah, we're in for a tough fight!"

Fang Fan sighed, turned and left the community. With his family protected by the fifth-tier mosquito king he was raising, he could rest assured for the time being.

......

"It's been three days, and there's still no reply. The mission must have failed."

Inside the city of Shanhai, in a simply decorated room, Che Jingtong woke up from his cultivation.

For a powerful individual like this, a period of seclusion can last for months, so three days is considered a relatively short time.

"Could there be other forces behind this scoundrel?"

Che Jingtong murmured that the master had previously ordered the elimination of the wicked family. Three days ago, he saw that the time was right and made the arrangements, but there had been no reply yet. The person sent to carry out the mission must have died there.

Speaking of which, the person sent to warn that martial arts master has also lost contact; it seems he has also fallen.

"If it weren't for finding those old guys who escaped back then, we would have eliminated them long ago. Would they still be alive now?"

"However, it seems that it wasn't those old guys who did it. I guess they don't even know that the culprit is in Jianghai City."

"Those should be some local forces in Jianghai City. That makes sense. The Zui family inherited the bloodline of the Martial King. Even if Zui's foundation is destroyed, there will still be powerful talents among his descendants. It is only right that they are valued."

"Since martial artists aren't working, let's send more. What can a small local force do to cause trouble?"

Che Jingtong didn't take the matter to heart. How could a celestial being care about the trivial matters of ants on earth? He made the arrangements and then went back to cultivating.

The next wave of demonic beasts is about to arrive, and even a powerful figure like him needs to improve his cultivation as much as possible.

Fang Fan was unaware of what was happening in Shanhai City, but what could he do even if he knew? He would deal with whatever came his way.

Three days have passed since the attack on the neighborhood. Fang Fan is now preparing to go to the Feng Huo Martial Arts School. He should have finished the task he entrusted to martial arts master Wang Yangxu.