"I can only confess to the old man slowly..." Xia Fan was extremely hesitant, while Tang Ansheng was full and satisfied.

He ate several kilograms of meat, then practiced his skills, transformed them into internal force, and began to baptize himself.

"Well, now this body is slowly regaining some temperature."

The body Tang Ansheng is in now had died yesterday and was extremely cold.

Now that the skills are working, there is some warmth.

"But it's a good thing that he died quickly, otherwise his body would have started to stink."

"This meat is not enough. I need more energy."

Tang Ansheng slowly adjusted himself, and in order to prevent Xia Fan from having nothing to do and coming to cause trouble, he said:

"You've been in the martial arts academy for a year. Have you encountered any interesting things or made any friends? Tell me about it."

When Xia Fan heard the other party mention the martial arts academy, he felt a chill in his heart, for fear that the other party would ask him how his martial arts training was going.

"Huh... So that's what you're asking."

Xia Fan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have a lot of friends, and I have two very good friends."

"Oh, who are those two?"

"One is called Yang Li, from Yangjia Village, and the other is Shen Yan, a son of a wealthy family in the town." Xia Fan said.

He actually lied, he didn't have many friends at all. Most of the students who entered the martial arts academy were children of wealthy families in the town or nearby villages.

There are very few people like him and Yang Li who come from poor backgrounds.

Most of the children from wealthy families looked down on them.

Some of them who came from poor backgrounds only wanted to climb up the social ladder and work as errand boys for the children of wealthy families.

The two people he mentioned were not his good friends, but they were acquaintances.

So in order not to make Tang Ansheng worry, he lied.

"Yang Li, Shen Yan..." Tang Ansheng recited these two names.

Xia Fan was worried that he might be suspicious, so he said, "Yang Li's family is the same as us, even poorer than us."

"Although Shen Yan is the son of a wealthy family and was a genius in the past, he has not been able to practice martial arts for a long time and has been ridiculed by many people in the martial arts academy."

"Even so, Senior Brother Shen Yan did not give up practicing martial arts, and his character is very determined."

"They are all kind-hearted people, not bad people at all."

Tang Ansheng pulled up a smile at the corner of his mouth, which made Xia Fan's heart twitch.

"Did the old man find out that I lied?"

Chapter 5 My Champion Grandpa Hou (k)

Xia Fan was shocked. How could he forget that his grandfather was a smart man?

What he said was too easy to be exposed. After all, he didn't know much about Yang Li and Shen Yan. If the old man asked him in detail, he could only make up stories.

As for him, he basically never made up stories or told lies in front of the old man, as his flaws could be easily discovered.

Xia Fan's mind was working at high speed, thinking about how to respond to the old man's next words, but the other party did not dwell on this and instead asked another question.

"What did you learn in the martial arts academy?" Tang Ansheng asked casually.

Geek!

This question was even more pointed than the previous topic of "Do you have any friends?" and it made Xia Fan's heart rise to his throat.

He couldn't say that he learned nothing in the martial arts academy.

"I have learned it. I have learned it."

Xia Fan nodded frantically, stood up and gestured twice, saying: "I learned the Black Tiger Fist and the Five Tigers Breaking Door Knife in the martial arts academy. I can beat several people by myself without any problem."

In order to prevent his old man from being suspicious, he laughed and hit him a few times, and you know what, he did it quite well.

"I'm not lying, am I?" Xia Fan consoled himself, "After all, I really learned this at the martial arts academy."

In fact, he wasn't lying.

Anyone who enters the town's martial arts academy will be taught some martial arts moves. After a year of practice, Xia Fan can now easily fight off three or four ordinary people with his bare hands.

If he picked up a knife and faced seven or eight ordinary people without weapons, he would be able to defeat them.

He was surrounded by thugs in front, but he did not resist because he had no weapons and would be at a disadvantage in a fight.

Secondly, the leader, Er Gouzi, is a guy at the first level of physical training. It would be difficult for him to win in a one-on-one fight, not to mention that the opponent has several helpers.

Xia Fan thought he was fighting properly, but in Tang Ansheng's eyes, he was just like a dog crawling.

What Black Tiger Fist? It's even worse than Meow Meow Fist.

"That's all?" Tang Ansheng sat on the chair and glanced sideways. Even the young man Xia Fan could see the disdainful expression on his face.

"Black Tiger Fist? I see you're using Black Cat Fist."

Facing his father's disdain, Xia Fan quickly said: "Old man, don't underestimate me. I have been practicing for a year, and my master said that I am good at fighting."

This is the truth. Judging from the moves alone, Xia Fan's Black Tiger Fist is almost as good as those teaching masters in the martial arts academy.

But there are only some moves left.

He lacked the most crucial artistic conception.

Unfortunately, his aptitude for martial arts training was too poor and he had no future. The teachers only tried to complete the teaching tasks assigned by the martial arts academy, so they just mentioned him briefly and didn't think about how to teach him at all.

Xia Fan also knew the importance of artistic conception, but he had never seen a real tiger. No matter how much he practiced, he could only copy others.

The fact that he was able to master the moves to a level almost as good as his master was due to his hard work and practice.

"I'll just perform once, and you'll have to watch."

When Tang Ansheng's words came, Xia Fan hadn't reacted yet, he saw his old man jump up from the chair, and there were crackling sounds all over his body.

The other person stretched his body, and suddenly pounced towards him, with a withered hand grabbing him.

"Roar……"

In a trance, Xia Fan saw a colorful tiger with hanging eyes pouncing towards him, and the hair on his body stood up in an instant.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

Extremely dangerous signals came from his brain, urging him to escape quickly.

But for some reason, his legs seemed to be welded with cement and he couldn't move at all.

"Boom..."

Xia Fan felt a chill on his forehead. When he looked again, there was no such person as the ferocious tiger. It was clearly his old man, and he was lying on a chair and looking at him.

"Grandpa, what did you do?!" Xia Fan was shocked.

With this skill alone, no other master in the martial arts academy can match him.

Perhaps only the dean of the martial arts academy can do it.

"I saw a big beast when I was young," said Tang Ansheng.

The image of the ferocious tiger just now was a simulation of the tiger he accidentally encountered while traveling in the Xia Xing world.

He played out the tiger imagery from his memory, wanting to see how good Xia Fan's martial arts were.

Unexpectedly, even when his finger touched the other person's forehead, the other person was still frightened and stood still, not daring to move.

In other words, if Xia Fan really encounters a tiger, his performance will not be much better than it is now.

"Ah, old man, have you ever practiced Black Tiger Fist before?"

Just seeing a giant tiger doesn't mean you can use the Black Tiger Fist.

Although the Black Tiger Fist is not a unique secret technique, it is something that is common everywhere.

However popular it is, it is only in the hands of warriors. How can ordinary civilians be qualified to learn it?

You know, in order to enter the martial arts academy, the old man paid most of his life's wealth—fifty taels of silver.

One tael of silver was enough for a family of five to live on for a month, which was a full fifty months, or four years.

It may not seem like much, but it's hard to calculate. A family of five cannot save much money after deducting living expenses throughout the year.

To earn fifty taels, you have to tighten your belt and save for ten years.

This is the case for a family of five, not to mention the old man who is old and can still save up this fortune alone.

He is quite a well-known figure.

Tang Ansheng sat on the chair and said slowly, "I've practiced a little bit. Why, do you want to hear my past stories?"

"Yes, I do." Xia Fan nodded, "But it was sixteen years ago."

The old man never talked about the past, he only started from the time he picked up an orphan like him.

It seems that there is some taboo about the past.

Therefore, Xia Fan knew a lot about the old man's affairs in the past sixteen years, but he didn't know anything before that.

But the point is, what is there to talk about in the past sixteen years? He knows that.

Therefore, when the old man in front started telling a story again, he interrupted him quickly because he was really tired of listening to all these things.

"To tell you the truth, your grandfather used to be a general of the Yu State."

"Yu State?" Xia Fan was stunned. He had never heard of this country.

The country they are in now is called Wu.

"The Yu Kingdom disappeared decades ago," Tang Ansheng said. "Then the Wu Kingdom was established, and it has continued to this day."

"Oh, I see. Wait, General?"

Xia Fan obviously noticed the words in his grandfather's words.

"To be able to become a general, the old man must have been a great man. How could he end up like this, guarding someone else's grave?"

Xia Fan looked at his grandfather's thin figure and suddenly realized that if the State of Yu was destroyed, what role could the generals play?

"Looking at the old man's appearance, he can only be a minor general at best, but I have to flatter him a little to make him happy."

The old man finally told me what happened in the past, and he would not be so tactless as to say nonsense.

Xia Fan asked wisely, "Old man, what kind of general were you before?"

He made up his mind that no matter whether he had heard it before or not, as long as the old man opened his mouth, he would start to flatter him.

"It's not that big, just a champion marquis." Tang Ansheng waved his hands, seeming to be unconcerned.

"Oh, not that big..."

Xia Fan subconsciously flattered: "Old man, Champion Marquis is very powerful, if it were me, I might not... Wait, what, Champion Marquis?!"

Outrageous.

Although he didn't know the State of Yu, he knew the State of Wu. After all, they were living in the territory of Wu now.

"What are the conditions for Wu's Champion Marquis?"

"Being the bravest among the three armies is just the entry requirement, right? Is the old man so powerful?"

There was five parts of shock and five parts of disbelief in Xia Fan's eyes.

If the old man was really the Marquis of Champion, how could he have fallen to this point.

Without going into other details, just regarding the State of Wu, they would either ask him to surrender respectfully and then reward him with a bunch of things, or send people to hunt him down and kill him.

There was no way he was left out alone.

But the old man has lived alone outside for so long, and no one has come to visit him.

"Don't believe it?" Tang Ansheng raised his eyebrows.

"No, no, no, I believe it, I believe it." Xia Fan said quickly.

"It's normal that you don't believe it." Tang Ansheng nodded.

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