My Arrogant Young Lady

Two hours later, the middle-aged man slowly lowered his arms. He felt a slight dizziness, and then suddenly vanished into thin air, lying on the bed.

Lighting a cigarette, the middle-aged man felt a warmth spreading through his body and loosened his shirt. His chest was covered in numerous knife scars and gunshot wounds.

At that moment, the middle-aged man's gaze towards me softened considerably. That gaze was even gentler than when he looked at Xi'er, filled with boundless affection. "Your mother wanted you to live an ordinary life, and all these years I haven't dared to look at you. How have you been? You've suffered a lot in that ordinary family, haven't you? I know you have a mean-spirited aunt and a proud older sister. These past years, your life in their household must have been difficult, haven't it?"

I felt a surge of power coursing through my body, as if the air itself would explode at the slightest wave of my hand. And I saw the middle-aged man's initial disdain turn into kindness towards me.

He was the one who was hostile towards me first. Seeing that his hostility had disappeared, I couldn't be cold to him anymore. I never expected that he knew everything about me. After thinking for a moment, I couldn't help but nod to him gently and say, "Yes, I have suffered a lot over the years, but it's all in the past now."

"Shouldn't you be fair-skinned? Why are you so dark?" The middle-aged man suddenly appeared beside me, grabbed my somewhat dark hand, and asked with concern.

"Going to the sea for fun, got sunburned." There are too many stories behind this to tell him. So I simply didn't explain and just said it to him directly.

"Oh? You got so tanned at sea? Looks like you've been at sea for a long time. I heard that Xiao Anyao has been trying to find you. Did she find you?" the middle-aged man asked me.

“Yes, she found me last year. My life has changed a lot since she found me,” I said.

"Aren't you very happy?" the middle-aged man asked me.

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, I couldn't help but think of An Yao's considerate care for me, my younger brother and sister who love and protect me, my good brothers, all my friends, and my lovely wife.

Thinking of this, a smile involuntarily appeared on my face. "Yes, I am very happy now."

"Indeed, among the princes of my Wang family, you are the most pitiful, but don't hate your mother. She did it all out of good intentions, for your safety. Our Wang family is no longer an ordinary family, and it's not as safe as you think. I don't know if our parenting methods are correct. Your younger siblings are all very outstanding now, but their personalities have become quite strange as a result. They have all lost a lot, lost what should have been theirs. Of the seven sons of my Wang family, only you seem relatively normal. I hope your return will change something for you."

"You know formations, so Leng Yan must have found you. You have the jade flute with the poisonous snake in your hand, which you claim you stole. It must be that Wang Huan wanted to kill you, and you defeated them. And your fiancée, Xi'er, it turns out you two are already quite harmonious. Coming here to watch the rich people's entertainment, not sitting in the ordinary seats to watch the fight but specifically sitting in the seats of honor, it must be that Emperor Zhao made you accustomed to being rich. Very good, now I will teach you another set of flute techniques and point you to a treasure. It is a treasure I discovered two years ago, which contains no money, but countless immortal herbs and medicines. Have your monster eat those things, and its strength should increase considerably."

"The formation I've always longed to learn, I haven't been able to, but now you have. Your level was too low, so I opened your eight extraordinary meridians and infused you with true energy, turning you into a god-level expert. You also have a divine dragon that can rival experts above the gods, and I've now passed on a set of flute techniques and a treasure to you. Is there anything else you need? I'll give you whatever I have, as compensation for all these years." The middle-aged man looked at me with deep affection, and his tone was incredibly gentle.

And I saw that this middle-aged man seemed to have endless things to say to me; he seemed to love me even more than my uncle, Emperor Zhao. And he seemed to know me very well. Could he be my…?

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but frown slightly. Looking at him intently, I realized that he and I had many similarities in appearance.

I'm just too thin now. No matter how much I eat while I'm with Xi'er, I've only gained two kilograms. And I've had enough of good food; now I'm fine with anything to fill my stomach, I don't even think about eating delicacies. Also, I'm too dark-skinned now. So I don't look like this middle-aged man at all. But, I used to look very similar to him.

Could he really be my father?!

Is he my father, or Wang Yuebai, the powerful minister of my Wang family?

If he were Wang Yuebai, a powerful minister of the Wang family, he wouldn't be so kind to me, helping me improve my strength, giving me martial arts techniques, and even guiding me in finding treasure. But if he were my father, why wouldn't he acknowledge me? He already seems to love me very much. After being separated from him for over a decade, isn't he eager to recognize me upon seeing me again?

Besides, my father should be with the Wang family right now, right? He's a master above the gods, and he's also the head of the Wang family. Would someone of his status really come all the way to the Northwest to watch a small-scale competition for the Northwest's number one martial arts master?

I really want to ask him if he's my father, but I can't just call anyone "Dad." But if he's not my father, why is he so good to me?

However, at this moment, the middle-aged man, seeing my intense inner struggle, seemed somewhat impatient. He lit a cigarette, looked at me coldly, and said, "Hurry up, what else do you need? I have a lot of ways to show off. If you don't want to learn, you'll miss this opportunity."

Experts often have eccentric temperaments. He was so gentle with me just now, but now he's just as impatient with me as before. I couldn't help but frown and asked him, "What other skills do you have for showing off? Just tell me."

"Acupressure, would you like to learn?" The middle-aged man smiled.

"Acupressure?" I looked at him in surprise.

"Hehe, if we're talking about showing off skills, this is probably the most impressive skill I've learned in recent years. Leng Yan is skilled in formations, which I can't learn no matter how hard I try. But he'd never dream that I accidentally learned a pressure point formation a few years ago. I'll give this formation to you, you loser, just use it to show off." He then casually tossed an old notebook into my arms, and the middle-aged man suddenly emitted a wisp of black energy and disappeared into the air.

I never expected that this middle-aged man, who was so kind to me just moments ago, would turn cold towards me now. And he came and went without a trace, leaving without even a greeting.

She stared at the little notebook in my arms for a long time. After thinking for a moment, Xi'er said to me, "Brother Xi, this uncle's temper is a bit strange."

"It's a bit strange, let's stay away from him." I didn't know if his acupoint striking technique was real or fake, so I put it directly into my pocket.

"Are you sure that expert has nothing to do with Wang Xi?" a beautiful young woman asked from next door.

“Princess, that man should have no relation to Wang Xi. He’s a member of the Wang family, but he didn’t mention his relationship with Wang Xi,” a man in black whispered.

Hearing the man in black's words, a white-haired youth stood up and said coldly, "Princess, I know you doubt his identity, that you suspect he is the head of the Wang family. But as far as I know, the head of the Wang family has been separated from his eldest son for more than ten years. If he saw his eldest son, he would definitely be unable to resist recognizing him, right? Since he has not acknowledged their relationship, it means he is not the head of the Wang family."

“According to the intelligence from the Wang family’s mole, apart from the head of the Wang family not being home, the other experts above the level of gods in the Wang family are all at home. Since he is not the head of the Wang family, then we have nothing to worry about,” a middle-aged man said.

"Hehe, as long as he's not the head of the Wang family, we can take this opportunity to defeat all the experts in the Northwest." The beautiful girl smiled.

"They would never have imagined that Aurora would send three experts above the level of gods this time."

When all the lights in the fighting arena were turned on, the entire arena was packed. All the big shots from Northwest China had gathered in those sixteen high seats.

Besides the Long family and the Bai family, five of the sixteen honored guests this year were new faces.

These five unfamiliar faces are a young couple, a noble young girl, a dashing middle-aged man, a young woman in embroidered robes, and a young man with an arrogant expression.

One glance at the five unfamiliar faces among the honored guests, and the venue owner couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his brow. "That young couple is actually the heir of the Wang family and the young master of the Ye family. That beautiful woman in embroidered robes and trousers is actually the second young lady of the Murong family, a renowned martial arts family in Jiangnan. That arrogant young man is actually the eldest disciple of the Qingcheng Mountain sect leader. And that middle-aged man whose identity is unknown, and that beautiful young woman... This year's Northwest's number one martial arts competition is about to become quite complicated..."

Chapter 274 The Number One Expert in the Northwest

This fighting tournament is a competition to determine the top fighter in Northwest China. And who is the top fighter in Northwest China is related to the influence of the powerful figures in the region.

Little Good Guy had told me before that there aren't many martial arts masters in this world. The reason I've been able to meet so many is because the Ye family and our Wang family are just too extraordinary. Especially now that our Wang family has produced its sixth master above the level of a god, that's already an incredibly monstrous strength, making us one of the world's top existences.

In addition to providing a place for wealthy individuals to watch intense fighting matches and place large bets for thrills, the underground boxing rings in the Northwest also serve as a platform for various factions to select capable bodyguards to protect their families.

This fighting tournament might have some unorthodox masters, but definitely not many. It's impossible for an unorthodox master to become the number one in the Northwest.

This is because the real masters have all been recruited by the Long family, the Bai family, and various powerful figures in the Northwest to their own forces.

If geniuses exist in this world, then they certainly do. However, without the guidance of a renowned teacher or the nurturing support of a powerful family, even the most talented master can only reach the upper-middle level of martial arts. Those who can reach the divine level or higher are extremely rare.

With a probability of one in several hundred million, it's highly unlikely they'd stumble upon such a coincidence. Even if they did, how could a low-level god-tier expert compare to a mid-level god-tier expert they had brought out?

Today's fighting tournament will feature mid-level god-level fighters. And these fighters all belong to those sixteen high-ranking bosses.

What everyone is arguing about today is whose master can become the number one martial arts master in the Northwest. And whoever becomes the number one martial arts master in the Northwest will solidify their leading position in the Northwest.

The Long family is the head of the four major families in the country and has always been the dominant force in the Northwest region. However, because the Long family is adjacent to the Bai family, and a small part of the Bai family's influence is located in the Long family's territory, the Bai family has always wanted to become the head of the four major families in the country. Therefore, they send some experts to compete with the Long family every year.

Unfortunately, aside from a lucky victory a few years ago, the Long family has held the title of the top martial arts expert in the Northwest for decades. The fact that the Long family possesses the top expert in the Northwest proves that they are stronger than the Bai family. The fact that the Bai family's expert cannot defeat the Long family's expert indicates that their entire family's strength is inferior to the Long family's, and they are destined to be suppressed by the Long family for their entire lives.

However, this year's situation is somewhat different. The Bai family's heir had just returned from the north, basking in pride at having obtained a pill from the Ye family. Glancing at the Long family's heir opposite him, the Bai family's heir smiled and asked, "Bai Qian, after taking this pill I obtained for you, you should have no problem taking first place in the Northwest this year, right?"

"Your Highness, after taking the pill you bestowed upon Bai Qian, I feel that my power is about to break through to the upper level of the Divine Realm. I believe that apart from the elders guarding the family, our family head, and Your Highness, my strength is no less than anyone else's."

Bai Qian was a cousin of the Bai family's heir. He wasn't the Bai family patriarch's biological son, but a relative. However, the Bai family patriarch had nine sons and over thirty nephews and nieces. The Bai family was one of the four great families in the country. With so many relatives, they had no time to pay attention to this nephew.

To attract the attention of the family head and to make a name for herself in the Bai family, Bai Qian had no choice but to fight, using her own fists to carve out her own territory within the Bai family.

Today, he has absolute confidence that he can become the number one expert in the Northwest. He will secure the top position for the Bai family in the Northwest, and from now on, his status within the Bai family will be even higher.

On this side, the young master of the Long family, seeing the Bai family's confidence, already felt a sense of unease. He was not Long Yuan. Long Yuan was out there building his own empire. He, on the other hand, was lazy and averse to work, and his talent was far inferior to that of his twelfth brother. Even though the family had renowned teachers guiding him and nourishing his body with the finest elixirs, he was already twenty-five years old, yet he was only at the lower level of a martial arts master.

His personality was also timid and cowardly. He was a master at bird and insect fighting, but when it came to actual combat, he was destined to be beaten. Fortunately, the Long family also had a master. This master was named Tianlong, a top fighter recruited by the Long family more than ten years ago. He had fought countless battles in the underground boxing world, and after the Long family recruited him and trained him well, he had won the title of the best fighter in Northwest China for four consecutive years.

With a mid-level expert at the divine level guarding the Long family, they should be able to deal with the Bai family.

"Tianlong, I heard that the young master of the Bai family managed to get a good medicine for Bai Qian. I wonder if Bai Qian's strength has improved. You should be able to beat him, right?" After taking a sip of Lafite to calm his nerves, the young master of the Long family asked in a low voice.

"Heh, what kind of skill is it to increase strength by taking medicine? Even if Bai Qian became a top-tier god-level expert by taking medicine, I can still fight her." Tianlong looked at Bai Qian opposite him with disdain.

"Alas, my twelfth brother is truly hateful. It's one thing if he doesn't properly assist the Long family, but after helping Wang Xi achieve great merit and obtain several top-quality pills, he didn't offer a single one to the Long family. Instead, he kept them all for himself. If it weren't for Father's favor towards him, I would have crippled him!" He's incompetent at dealing with outsiders, but quite adept at bullying his own people. This is one of the characteristics of the Long family's heir.

"Heh, that Long Yuan is indeed hateful. Not only did he leave the family to start his own business, but he also took the extremely talented Long Yun and some other highly talented members of the family with him. Young Master, if the family head ever encounters any misfortune, we can immediately pin it on Long Yuan. Then we can wipe him out." The Long family's steward whispered from behind.

"Be careful, don't let anyone with ulterior motives hear this. Keep these thoughts to yourself, don't say them aloud." The young master of the Long family immediately glared at the steward, but deep down he really hoped his father would be assassinated. After all, the Long family was one of the four major families in the country, and with great power comes great responsibility, so naturally they had many enemies.

Thinking about how my father is almost forty years old, he doesn't show any signs of middle-aged fatigue; in fact, he got one of his concubines pregnant just a few days ago. Damn it. When will that old bastard finally die and let him sit on the throne of the family head?

Everyone says the Wang family is powerful, but his father is unconvinced. The Wang family patriarch lives a carefree life, eagerly awaiting his son's growth to pass the position to him. But this man is different. Not only is he becoming increasingly energetic in his martial arts practice, but he's also unwilling to relinquish the patriarch's throne. If he had even half the magnanimity of the Wang family patriarch, the four great families wouldn't be inferior to even a group of women from the Ye family.

Thinking of this, the young master of the Long family frowned slightly. "We'll see how things go in a bit, then quickly defeat Bai Qian from the Bai family and become the number one expert in the Northwest. After that, we'll go back and show Father our abilities, and try to get that old man to pass the position of family head to me as soon as possible."

"Rest assured. The number one expert in the Northwest will definitely be ours. The throne of the Northwest's leader is mine to claim." Tianlong said proudly.

"Big brother, I can't stand seeing those Long and Bai families showing off. They rely on being one of the four major families in the country, rich and powerful. They snatch up any good experts as soon as they see them. But they never dreamed that you found a mid-level god-level expert abroad this year. Hehe, the Northwest Leader's throne is definitely ours this year." A henchman glanced at the proud faces of the Long and Bai families on both sides, then hunched over and revealed a lewd smile.

"Of course, the Long and Bai families are rich, but we Jackals aren't pushovers either. Just wait, I'll send Nikolayev to teach them a lesson in a bit. Let them know that the throne of the Northwest's leader isn't just for the Long and Bai families." With that, a bald, burly man sneered and took a deep drag on his cigar. Then, he placed his large hand on the thigh of a beautiful woman in black stockings beside him and gently caressed it. "Little Zhang, translate for Nikolayev. Next round, have him go out and cripple all the experts from the Northwest. Get me the title of the Northwest's number one expert to play with."

This bald, burly man is Li Biao, the most powerful underworld boss in Northwest China. Brother Biao is incredibly wealthy and powerful, and he commands a group of ruthless and aggressive men known as the "Jackals," who have carried out numerous forced transactions for him. Aside from the Long family and the Bai family, who have a foothold in Northwest China, Brother Biao is already the most influential figure in the region.

Watching the exquisitely beautiful woman beside him translate Russian for a burly white man, Brother Biao began to feel a surge of desire. This new Russian translator, Xiao Zhang, was becoming increasingly alluring. "Great," he thought, "today I'll seize the throne of the Northwest's leader, and then have a good, passionate time with this Xiao Zhang." Haha, today truly was his day to reap both fame and fortune.

Seeing another expert take down his opponent yesterday, Brother Biao couldn't wait to show off. He lightly patted the black-stockinged thigh of the beautiful woman beside him, a sinister smile spreading across his face. "Little Zhang, send Nikolayev to defeat all these Northwest experts and help me take the throne of the Northwest Leader!"

"Hala, Latu Hala..." Upon hearing Brother Biao's words, the exquisite beauty immediately said something to a burly white man behind her. The white man's face immediately showed a cold smile, and then he put on a pair of boxing gloves and clashed his fists together.

"Who else?!" After the expert who had won more than twenty matches yesterday defeated another opponent today, he looked arrogantly at the entire fighting arena.

"He won again! This guy has won twenty-eight games in a row..." Upon seeing this expert defeat another opponent, the entire audience of spectators took a deep breath.

Immediately, the audience, now packed with spectators, placed their bets heavily on the expert. Only a small number of savvy spectators glanced up at the sixteen seats high above them, knowing that the main event was about to begin. They quickly held onto their cash, ready to place their bets on the expert the important figure was about to send out.

Sure enough, just as they looked up at the sixteen seats high above them, the glass of one of the seats was smashed, and a large white man leaped from the seat and landed heavily on the fighting ring.

When the burly white man landed, the entire arena shook violently. The expert, seeing his opponent descend from the sky, gradually frowned, realizing this was likely a master of god-like status or higher.

Chapter 275 White Tiger

In an instant, even the leader who had sent the expert into battle was dumbfounded. He knew that a powerful figure would appear today, a figure at the god level or above.

However, those experts above the god level are usually in the hands of the Long family and the Bai family. The Long family and the Bai family have always been proud and arrogant, and they don't take these small fry seriously at all. They usually only show up at the end to show off.

He knew his subordinate couldn't claim the title of the best fighter in the Northwest, and he dared not even dream of him becoming the leader of the Northwest. He only hoped that by having this subordinate win a few more matches, he could increase his fame in front of all the bigwigs in the Northwest today. But this Brother Biao was too unpredictable; he actually sent out a master of god-level or higher in the second match.

Moreover, the sixteen seats were high up, about five or six meters above the ground. This big white man shattered the glass of the seats with a single punch and then leaped high onto the arena.

Even before seeing him make a move, one could already sense his terrifying strength.

His face turned pale instantly, and the leader immediately said to his men, "Liu Yong, get down here quickly. You're no match for this man. We concede defeat in this match."

After saying that, the leader immediately lit a cigarette with a serious expression. It seemed that Brother Biao had found a formidable opponent this year. He wanted to defeat all the bigwigs from the Northwest single-handedly and steal the spotlight tonight. He was no match for Brother Biao; he backed down. Clearly, he couldn't increase his fame tonight. Even if his men went to fight that big white man, they would only be throwing their lives away. He didn't want to lose his prized lieutenant.

Seeing that his boss had forced him to admit defeat, Liu Yong knew he was no match for the burly white man opposite him. He was merely a mid-level martial arts expert, while the white man was a master of god-level or higher.

A difference of just one realm is like heaven and earth. The white giant's strength was unfathomable, and it was impossible to know which level of god-level opponent he was.

Although he couldn't win more bounty or let his boss shine today, survival was the priority. Liu Yong immediately clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to the burly white man, "I surrender!"

After saying this, a look of disappointment appeared on Liu Yong's face. Then, he turned around and walked off the stage.

When the spectators below the stage saw that Liu Yong had conceded defeat without even fighting, they immediately gripped their betting slips and shouted angrily.

"Why are you giving up? Damn it, don't give up! You've won twenty-eight games in a row! I bet two hundred thousand on you!"

"Yeah, hurry up and go back to the fight! Is this a fixed fight? Fuck you!"

In an instant, the entire audience erupted in anger and uproar. Seeing the spectators, unaware of the situation, launching into a tirade of insults, Liu Yong felt an indescribable sense of grievance.

How could he possibly be qualified to fight a god-level expert?