2633: C2633 The Master and Disciple Were Deeply in Love!

C2633 The Master and Disciple Were Deeply in Love!

Qi Wanshan said proudly, "My third son, Qi Jinshui! He has completely inherited my teachings, and he has surpassed me. He is now at the peak of the Martial Master realm, half a step into the Grandmaster realm! In a few years, he will be able to cross the threshold of the Martial Grandmaster realm!"

Jiang Xiaolang smiled. "It seems that he has put in a lot of effort. However, at his age, he is only a Martial Master. That's all!"

Jiang Xiaolang meant that his aptitude was not good, and he had only reached this realm by relying on hard work. If he did not work hard, he would only be an ordinary person.

The four realms of Martial Master and Situ Jing could be considered the same realm, but their ranks were different. Qi Jinshui was at the peak of the Martial Master realm, while Situ Jing had just entered the four realms. He was at the early stage, so the difference in strength was quite large.

Qi Wanshan was embarrassed. He wished he could beat Jiang Xiaolang up. This brat was too accurate in judging people, and his mouth was so venomous that he did not give anyone any leeway!

He snorted. "You should worry about your disciple. He will definitely lose this time!"

Jiang Xiaolang was still as calm as ever. "It's alright. Only when you meet a strong opponent will you know how to improve!"

Today, he had come to the Qi Family. It could be said that he had killed two birds with one stone!

Using the disciples of the Qi Family to train Situ Jing and borrowing the opportunity to break through was one of his plans.

Now that his goal had been achieved, even if he lost to Qi Jinshui, it would not be shameful. Instead, it would give him experience in challenging someone who was stronger than him.

Situ Jing also thought so.

Therefore, even though he was under immense pressure, he didn't fear fighting. He was evenly matched with Qi Jinshui.

Their fighting styles were different. They fought with their fists, not their fingers. It was like a real fight, not a show.

This kind of fighting style tested a person's strength the most, and it was also the most enjoyable to watch!

Even Jiang Xiaolang and Qi Wanshan stopped talking. They focused on watching the two of them fight, not to mention the ordinary disciples. They had been practicing martial arts diligently every day, but it was difficult for them to see experts fighting. Today was a good day for them!

"I never thought that Situ Jing would be so strong. He can actually take so many moves from Third Uncle!"

"I am jealous. When can I be like Situ Jing?"

"I think you will have to wait until you reach Third Uncle's age!"

"There is a long way to go! Why can Situ Jing do it?"

"Have you forgotten one thing? Situ Jing's master, the Young Master of Ann City, is said to be only twenty years old!"

"Only twenty years old? He is even stronger than Situ Jing? How did he do it?"

"I also want to be his disciple. It doesn't matter if I learn martial arts or not. I am very satisfied to be able to see my master's handsome face every day!"

Of course, the one who said this was a female disciple. Because her skills were poor, she didn't dare to fight with Situ Jing.

Another female disciple also smiled and said, "I also think so! And he is so gentle! He said to Senior Brother Situ just now, 'Master will help you break through'. It was domineering and gentle. Such a master is too rare!"

"Yes, I heard it too. I heard that Sister Mengyan has become Young Master Ye's disciple. She is so happy!"

Amidst the disciples' whispers, the outcome of the battle was already decided.

Qi Jinshui relied on his superior strength to completely exhaust Situ Jing's energy. Then, he struck out with his palm and hit Situ Jing's left shoulder.

Situ Jing could not control himself and flew backwards. He was about to crash into a huge boulder in the distance.

The people present cried out in alarm, followed by another cry of alarm.

This was because they saw Jiang Xiaolang like a graceful and beautiful stream of light, floating and landing beside Situ Jing. He stretched out his hand and directly held Situ Jing's waist.

From afar, it looked like Situ Jing was half lying in Jiang Xiaolang's arms.2

Jiang Xiaolang was tall and handsome, his white clothes were like snow.

Situ Jing was delicate and handsome, his black clothes were like ink.

The scene froze, so beautiful that it was soul-stirring!

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