"Half a year?" Jiang Muyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
"That's right, half a year is the limit I can achieve." Ye Qingcang said.
Jiang Muyang said: "Hall Master Ye, thank you very much."
"Deputy Hall Master Jiang, half a year is neither long nor short." Ye Qingcang sighed and said, "With your strength, Grandmaster Fang Huajin should not be able to pose a threat to you. But after half a year, you will face
You are no longer a Huajin Grandmaster, but an innate powerhouse! Your only chance is to make great achievements within these six months, so that the leader of the alliance has sufficient reason to personally protect you."
"I understand, thank you." Jiang Muyang said.
"Just take care of yourself."
After saying that, Ye Qingcang hung up the phone.
Jiang Muyang put away his phone, and a calm and calm smile appeared on his face.
Ye Qingcang was worried that the innate powerhouse would attack in half a year, but Jiang Muyang was not afraid at all.
Because half a year is enough to build the foundation!
It doesn’t even take half a year at all.
After establishing the foundation, the innate warrior will not be able to pose the slightest threat to Jiang Muyang, and he can suppress it with just a flip of his hand.
By then, let alone the Nangong family, even if we add the other three martial arts families, it will not be enough.
This is the confidence of Jiang Muyang's generation of immortals.
"Jiang Xiaoyou, have you joined the Wu Meng?" Su Guanchen asked after Jiang Muyang finished the call.
Jiang Muyang said: "Yes, I am now the deputy leader of the Martial Alliance Battle Hall. The Martial Alliance has come forward to mediate with the Nangong family. Within half a year, they will not send out strong men above Huajin, nor will they attack the people around me.
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Su Guanchen said: "So, you still have at least half a year to strengthen yourself."
Li Jinsong also nodded and said: "Yes, Jiang Xiaoyou can instantly kill Nangong Xin, who is at the peak of Huajin. At the level of Huajin, he should have no opponent. The only thing to worry about now is half a year from now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Jinsong seemed to have thought of something. He patted his thigh and said, "Jiang Xiaoyou, I wonder if you are interested in joining the army?"
"Join the army?" Jiang Muyang looked at Li Jinsong.
"That's right!"
Li Jinsong nodded heavily and said: "If you have achieved military success, established a firm foothold in the army, and have the support of the military, even a martial arts family like the Nangong Family will have to think carefully if they want to deal with you."
"That's right!" Su Guanchen's eyes lit up and he said, "Modern society is, after all, an era of highly developed technological civilization. Even ordinary firearms cannot threaten real martial arts masters. There are also aircraft and tanks with all kinds of weapons and equipment that have great destructive power.
Weapons. In front of the state's violent machine, any martial arts force must stand aside! Jiang Xiaoyou, my second son Tian Xiao is in the army. Now he has a general on his shoulders and a heavy army in his hand. If you are willing, I can fight him.
Say hello and let you join the army."
Li Jinsong added: "Although we two old guys have retired, we can still talk in the army and can definitely provide you with the opportunity to make meritorious services. With your strength, half a year is enough."
Jiang Muyang smiled and shook his head and said: "Mr. Li, Mr. Su, I appreciate your kindness. However, it has not reached this point. In half a year, haha, this is the stupidest concession made by the Nangong family.
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Hearing this, Li Jinsong and Su Guanchen were both shocked.
The two of them have matured in their old age, so they can naturally understand the deeper meaning of Jiang Muyang's words.
In other words, Jiang Muyang is confident that he will confront the Nangong family head-on in half a year!
So scary!
It’s so terrifying!
"Haha, since little friend Jiang knows what's going on, we two old guys won't say anything else. Drink tea, drink tea." Li Jinsong said with a hearty smile.
"Pour me another cup quickly." Su Guanchen brought the tea cup to Li Jinsong, "It's not easy to drink from the eighteen imperial trees that you regard as treasures."
Li Jinsong smiled and shook his head, adding tea to Su Guanchen.
"Hmm, the tea doesn't taste good at all..." Mengmeng licked the candied haws and muttered in a low voice.
Jiang Muyang smiled, picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.
Nangong family, just come over here!
…
at the same time.
Yuan Hong made a phone call that she hadn't made in a long time: "Dad...my man is gone, and so is your grandson..."
After a long time, the other party replied: "...I understand, I'll ask your brother to take someone over."
"Um."
Yuan Hong simply responded with one word and hung up the phone.
She looked at the corpses of her husband and son next to her with red eyes, and a look of resentment flashed in her eyes.
"Jiang Muyang! I also want you to taste the feeling of losing a loved one!"
After saying that, Yuan Hong sent a text message to a mobile phone number.
"Everything is ready."
…
The other side.
In a dimly lit room.
Spotlights shine straight down from the ceiling, illuminating a futon.
You can vaguely see a large Tai Chi diagram hanging on the wall.
A middle-aged man wearing black clothes was sitting cross-legged on the futon.
He had his eyes closed, his face was stern, his short black hair stood straight up, and he exuded a cold air.
His chest and abdomen rose and fell very regularly with his breathing, and the airflow in the entire room seemed to be undergoing some indescribable changes with his breathing.
Sudden.
The man took a deep breath, and his whole aura changed dramatically.
If it was a calm lake just now, now it is a rough sea.
"boom!"
A circle of air waves, with the man as the center, quickly spread out.
Suddenly, the clothes danced wildly and a roar began.
The man opened his eyes with a "swish".
He slowly raised his right hand and made a fist.
A layer of transparent Qi shield immediately appeared on the surface of the fist.
"The body-protecting aura...is finally here!" The man narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flashing brightly, "Jiang Muyang! The day after tomorrow is the day you die!"
"Congratulations, uncle!"
In the darkness, a voice suddenly sounded.
Then, a young man wearing a sportswear and baseball cap walked out of the darkness.
The man glanced at the young man and spoke slowly, with a low and hoarse voice: "Ashu, don't worry, the revenge of Big Brother and Xiaofeng will be avenged soon."
The young man named Ashu nodded and said: "I believe you, second uncle. I won't go to the decisive battle at Zheji Mountain the day after tomorrow. I have another thing to do."
"Okay, I will bring you his head." The man nodded.
The corners of Ashu's mouth raised slightly, revealing a cold smile.
A trace of fierceness flashed in the corner of his eyes.