In the important land of the royal palace, you cannot easily ride a horse or carry weapons.

There is a knight who has run through the mansion now, and it is obvious that he has encountered an urgent matter.

The knight rode his horse and shouted all the way, passing by without stopping.

Hearing these words, Zhen Duoxing's expression moved on his face, which was already full of anger, and his anger faded away like a tide.

"Um?"

Chen Qian's eyebrows moved and he noticed the expressions of the people in front of him.

"This knight who just passed by seems to be related to Zhen Duoxing! Martial Arts Hall? What kind of institution is this? Why have you never heard of it?"

Chen Qian's thoughts were changing, and he was always on guard against Zhen Duoxing, who was not far away, but he had a premonition in his heart that this battle seemed to be impossible.

Sure enough, the red color on Zhen Duoxing's face faded, his hands clenched with fists also loosened, and the cold aura that originally surrounded him also dissipated invisibly.

"You are lucky," he said, "but this time, you have to figure out your identity and strength..."

He was still talking about it. Not far away, a messy footsteps came. With the sound, several guards of the royal palace ran over in panic. One of them came to Zhen Duoxing and said a few words to him.

Zhen Duoxing's expression changed continuously.

"This is actually going to happen!" He whispered, his voice revealing an unconcealed surprise. While speaking, his eyes looked at the collapsed ruins in surprise.

After saying a word, his face was anxious and he glared at Chen Qian fiercely. Before he could even leave a single word of the scene, he greeted several of his direct subordinates beside him and left quickly.

Looking at Zhen Duoxing's hurriedly away, Chen Qian felt a sense of regret. This regret may be because he failed to understand the power of the warriors of the Supervisor level, but more of it was a heavy feeling.

"Zhen Duoxing has practiced his skills to the Ren Du level. His true energy surges in his body. He can even kill people from a distance with a palm that breaks out. However, a token and a verbal order from the ordinary prince can pull it away. He can't even decide on his own joys, anger, sorrows, and happiness. He comes and goes, is he busy just for the will of others. Could it be that this martial artist's path is not as good as power and status, and he still has to rely on others after all?"

This thought arose in the heart, lingers in the mind for a long time, and finally gathers into a sentence-

"How far can you practice martial arts?"

Ma Qianer and Zhao Ting on the side were still glad that Chen Qian had "escaped", but Chen Qian herself did not have any luck. Fortunately, she felt more and more heavy.

"Young Master Chen, are you really not afraid just now? I know a little bit about the situation of your young master's family. It's really unwise to offend the guards of the royal palace at this time." On the contrary, Fang Xiaoran's words pointed the key.

Chen Qian looked sideways and shook his head: "It is precisely because I am in a crisis and are a pillar of my family that I cannot be depressed in my heart, and I cannot be a slave and make people cry. Otherwise, there will be one, two, and there will be three. If this continues, sooner or later there will be one servant in this world."

Chen Qian said, and many scenes flashed through his mind...

There is repulsion when I first arrived in this world;

There is the persistence of practicing and standing in a stance when I was a teenager;

Have the pleasure of a father to be a hero;

There was a family who was expelled from the house;

Swallowing his anger before heading to Kaiyang entry-level;

And the knife he stabbed Xia Feitan!

That knife was a killing knife, a knife that Chen Qian had never stabbed in his previous life, and it was a knife that completely changed his fate.

With one knife, there was less than a boy who swallowed his anger and an unscrupulous madman in the world.

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Qian felt that his heart was much less heavy. He looked at the three women beside him and suddenly asked, "Do you know, how far can this martial arts be practiced?" When he asked, he recalled some memories from seven or eight years ago, and the scene when his third uncle who was determined to seek the truth left.

"How far has the martial arts skills been practiced?" Fang Xiaoran and others were stunned when they heard this. They didn't know why Chen Qian asked this question for no reason.

"This martial arts practice has reached a high level, so you should be able to be a enemy of a hundred people! A man can be a barrier of ten thousand men!" Ma Xiaoqian thought for a while and said.

"A hundred people are enemies?" Chen Qian frowned, "If someone leads his army to fight, he will sooner or later drag the warrior to death."

"I have heard that when you practice martial arts to a high level, you can make a thousand pounds of pounds with one punch, and you can make a sword. Flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt the enemy. When you are quiet, you are like a mountain, and when you are moving, you are like a strong wind! If you can enter the innate secret realm, you can even wield the vitality of heaven and earth and achieve incredible power!" Fang Xiaoran said, with memories on her face, "These are not false, some of them are seen with my own eyes."

"You saw it with your own eyes!"

Chen Qian's eyes lit up.

"Yes, as a Tianshu Sect, the Tianshu Sect is located in the heart of the Central Plains, and it is a powerful person. It must be indispensable for innate warriors!" Chen Qian's face was a little excited, "A punch, a thousand pounds, and exhaling like a sword. This is almost a magical method!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Ting spoke. When she said this, everyone else was stunned.

"After practicing martial arts, can't you ride the wind and control the dragon, dance swords and swords across the air, and destroy enemies from thousands of miles away? You can even have thoughts to hurt people, and the sun and rain are from the heart. Moreover, when practicing to the realm, living for five or six hundred years or even a thousand years is not a problem." Zhao Ting looked at her for granted when she spoke.

"Tingting, are you confused?" Ma Qian'er exclaimed, raised her hand and touched Zhao Ting's Guangjie's forehead, "What you are talking about is a myth, not a martial arts at all."

"Why is it a myth? These are all my kisses..." Zhao Ting paused, "It's all clearly recorded in my books, and it's true!"

What she said was serious, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

"Ride the wind to control the dragon, control objects from the air?" Chen Qian shook his head, feeling that Zhao Ting must be the same as those girls who liked fantasy in his previous life, but when his eyes fell on the long sword beside him, he was suddenly stunned.

"Different, space... At that time, the ruins collapsed and there were no two people in the secret room. So wouldn't this knife fly from the sky??"

As soon as this thought came to Chen Qian's mind, the red bead flashed through his mind and remembered the tower of consciousness in his mind.

For a moment, my heart tightened, my forehead was sweating, and my body was covered with coldness.

"I took it for granted. In my previous life, I naturally would not have thought that there would be a world of prosperous martial arts in this life. So, if you practice martial arts until the end, why can't you have similar mythical abilities? In my previous life, wouldn't there be legends like Zhang Sanfeng, the Wudang, follow Chi Songzi, go? It may not be nonsense!"

As he thought about it, a fire suddenly ignited deep in Chen Qian's heart.

"Martial Arts, Martial Arts!"

He chewed these two words, as if he was possessed, and ignored everything around him until he returned to the yard of the escort agency and kept muttering.

"Young Master, you have epilepsy too!" Bai Nan looked worried. Now he has been naturalized in the Chen Family Escort Agency, and both Chen Qian and Chen Qian have a prosperous relationship. They have both lost money, so he does not want Chen Qian to have any accidents.

"I'm fine." Chen Qian responded, still immersed in his own world.

"Oh, even if you concentrate on martial arts, you must not stop eating. You have to eat this meal one by one, and martial arts are practiced one by one day..." Bai Nan looked at the cold food on the table in front of him and muttered in a low voice, knowing that Chen Qian had something tonight and prepared for the midnight snack.

"Hmm?" Chen Qian was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed.

"Yes, yes, I'm crazy. I haven't seen through such a simple truth."

ps: The first update is presented. I just arrived at home and the second chapter is being revised, but it may be very late. If you have friends who read this book, it is better to watch it tomorrow.
Chapter completed!