Yang Cong felt that this was a bit unbearable, but he really didn't know what the concept of ancient martial artists was.

And just as Yang Cong was thinking about what the ancient martial artist was, Xiaoqing spoke out.

"Your Highness, the ancient martial artist, is the cultivator of the earth, but compared to the real cultivator, they are just superficial."

Upon hearing this, Yang Cong also understood instantly. He remembered that in those martial arts novels in the past, there were heroes with peerless cultivation, and they were true qi and internal energy. This was probably another name for spiritual energy.

Yang Cong looked at Wang Xuening, and after seeing Wang Xuening's expectant look, he nodded: "Although I don't know what the specific ancient martial artist you are, as you said, I should be an ancient martial artist."

"What does it mean? Is it true? Give it a correct statement." Wang Xue Ning gave Yang Cong a blank look.

"Then I am an ancient martial artist." Yang Cong nodded and responded.

"That's good." Wang Xuening nodded: "That's good, if not, it would be difficult."

"By the way, is it difficult to cultivate to the point of innate practice?" Yang Cong asked.

"Absolute." Wang Xuening nodded and said, "You must know that Ji Haoran is only over 10 years old now, but he has reached a situation that he cannot reach at the same age. Do you think it is difficult?"

"That's true." Yang Cong nodded.

But what he didn't understand was whether the innate in Wang Xuening's mouth was the same as the innate in his cultivation level.

If it is the same, it would be embarrassing. Yang Cong is scared now. After all, although Yang Cong is not Wang Xuening’s boyfriend in the true sense, if he says it all, even Yang Cong’s explanation will be useless.

Then, as Wang Xuening's fiancé, Ji Haoran will definitely come to trouble Yang Cong.

"What, you're scared." Seeing Yang Cong's worried expression, Wang Xuening couldn't help but feel teasing in her heart.

"I'm afraid, why aren't I afraid?" Yang Cong admitted without any hesitation: "You have never said that I came here as a shield for you this time, but you have to know that I am the second most shield, that kind of grass shield, and the one you asked me to get was a missile."

"Is it that scary?" Wang Xuening smiled and said, "Besides, you should also have some confidence in yourself. At least you have taken advantage of me."

"If it's just such a cheap price, I would rather not take it." Yang Cong shook his head and said.

"Yang Cong, you are so backless." Wang Xuening looked at Yang Cong with a contempt look: "Everyone is timid before he sees it. You are so timid, I look down on you."

"Who said I was cowardly?" Yang Cong was instantly masculine when a woman said this, and instantly raised his chest: "I just don't want to give for meaningless things."

Wang Xuening said: "It's still meaningless to ask you to be my boyfriend. You are too greedy."

"I can hug you." Yang Cong said.

"Then look, am I hugging you?" Wang Xuening hugged Yang Cong's arm and leaned on Yang Cong: "It's not enough."

Asking about the seductive body fragrance of Wang Xuening, Yang Cong shook his head directly, and was secretly shocked and almost confused: "What's the matter with hugging? People can kiss and hug their girlfriends."

"Yang Cong, so you think of this." Wang Xuening looked at Yang Cong like that, smiled, then stood up and whispered in Yang Cong's ear: "As long as you can compare with Ji Haoran, I am your real girlfriend. You can do whatever you want to do to me at that time, how about it."

Upon hearing this, Yang Cong, who was originally very decadent, instantly felt a little excited.

For a moment, Yang Cong never felt so ambitious.

"Isn't it just Ji Haoran? You are my girlfriend." Yang Cong said resolutely: "Let that Ji Haoran die while he is dead."

"What did you want Ji Haoran to die?"

At this time, Ye Yifan, who might have finished his own affairs, sat down and heard Yang Cong's swearing oath as soon as he arrived.

"Cough cough..." Yang Cong pretended to cough and coughed a few times and looked at the side.

Wang Xuening glanced at Yang Cong and said with a smile: "Yang Cong said he wanted to defeat Ji Haoran in front of everyone."

Hearing this, before Yang Cong could explain, Ye Yifan exclaimed in an instant: "Wow, brother-in-law, you are so awesome. You are really my idol. I have disliked him for a long time. Brother-in-law, you should beat him up so that he knows what it means to have someone outside the heavens."

Originally, Yang Cong wanted to explain, but after seeing Ye Yifan's admiring look, Yang Cong felt like he had never felt before. He nodded in a strange way: "I can do it."

But the next second Yang Cong felt something was wrong. He looked at Ye Yifan with doubts: "By the way, you didn't even call him Brother Haoran just now, why did you sell him now?"

"Hehe, it's not up to me that you have no confidence in your brother-in-law, and you will give you strong momentum." Ye Yifan said with a smile.

Yang Cong was speechless at Ye Yifan in an instant. Why did this Ye Yifan look so unreliable?

"Brother-in-law, let me tell you by the way. I am a master after tomorrow. Although it is only in the early stage, I will not be much inferior to that Ji Haoran. I am only one level lower and I will catch up soon." Ye Yifan looked at Yang Cong with anticipation and asked, "Oh, by the way, brother-in-law, can I ask, your current strength?"

Wang Xuening, who was standing beside her, also turned her head curiously and looked at Yang Cong. She was also curious about what Yang Cong's true strength was.

That day, Wang Xuening only saw Yang Cong make a move, and that time it was the internal force that was released, which was also the reason why Wang Xuening looked for Yang Cong.

You should know that internal and external power can only be achieved by masters above the innate level, so Wang Xuening thinks that Yang Cong's strength is at least innate.

"Me..." Yang Cong was stunned because he had no idea what level this ancient martial artist was.

So he thought of asking Xiaoqing: "Xiaoqing, please explain to me what my strength is like with the innate realm they said."

There is one thing that Yang Cong must know, that is, the innateness in his cultivation level is definitely not the same as the ancient martial arts realm.

"Your Highness, based on the cultivation level of Ye Yifan in front of you," Xiaoqing said: "Ji Haoran's strength should be the strength of the Spirit Gathering Realm, but this is just a comparison. In fact, the spiritual gathering realm of the cultivation realm of the practitioner must be stronger than the innate realm of the ancient martial artists, because of the difference between the spiritual energy on the earth, so there will be a big difference."

(End of this chapter)
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