C4 The Promise of Two Days(1)

With mixed feelings and Faang Xuan's memories in his mind, Wang Xuan walked with heavy steps towards the study.

Although he had only moved his body a little, it had already shaken the heart of the former King of Killers. He sighed. This Faang Xuan might have inherited the excellent genes of his parents. He was born with a good appearance. He was about 1.8 meters tall and looked tall and beautiful. His body was well-proportioned and there was nothing to be picky about. This kind of person... Coupled with his extraordinary background, he could scare a group of women who were completely immune to tall, rich and handsome women wherever he went.

But it was only women. Beneath the appearance of the golden jade, there was a belly full of losers. Faang Xuan, who only knew how to play with women, had long been drained of his body by alcohol and sex. Compared to the previous Wang Xuan, his current physique was simply like the distance between heaven and earth.

The reason Wang Xuan was able to become the King of Assassins was not only because of his extraordinary talent, but also because he was proficient in all kinds of assassination techniques. It also had a lot to do with the cultivation techniques he had practiced.

It was common knowledge that ordinary martial artists could cultivate to the point where they could unleash their strength through luck. The stage where one could absorb and release their strength through one's heart could already be called a master. However, if one wanted to take a step further and surpass others, then they had to seek for changes again. The changes that Wang Xuan had found were - Acupoint Acupoints.

As the Acupoint Acupoint Acupoint in the meridians and core of the body, the difficulty of cultivating it was thousands of times more difficult than ordinary qi training martial artists entering the body. But it was precisely because of this that if he could successfully cultivate it, he would be able to use the Acupoint Acupoint as the source to control the flow of true qi. Then one would definitely be able to reach the realm of a first-rate expert. Although Wang Xuan had an extraordinary constitution and was hailed as a rare cultivation genius by his master who had adopted him, however, even at the age of twenty-five, he had only managed to cultivate six acupoints. He had created his own Six Paths of Reincarnation technique, but even so, it had made him invincible in the world of assassins. He had won the title of King of Assassins.

According to his master who had died a long time ago, being able to cultivate six apertures was already the limit of mortals. Even the Martial Saint of the Republic, Sun Lutang, had only managed to cultivate eight apertures back then. As for the extreme number of apertures in the world - nine apertures, that was something that even his master had never heard of before. However, it was rumored that he had cultivated nine apertures. He could fly into the sky and escape from the earth, invulnerable to swords and spears. There were even exaggerated ones that could resist nuclear explosions.

Wang Xuan could only smile bitterly. With his current body, not to mention six apertures, he could not even use his luck. With his current skills, it was simply a dream for him to face that so-called northern professor, Lame Ma.

When he came to the door, before Wang Xuan could knock on the door, a dignified voice came from inside, "Don't dawdle, come in."

The study was very dark, and only a table lamp was turned on. Faang Zhennan sat under the table lamp with a gloomy face. Two fingers of his left hand were holding half a cigarette butt, and smoke was curling down. The atmosphere was especially solemn.

Faang Zhennan did not speak, and Wang Xuan also kept quiet. If Wang Xuan were to admit that he was the second, no one would dare to admit that he was the first. In the past, it was common to wait for a target to appear and squat alone in the ice and snow for half a month. This confrontation was child's play to Wang Xuan.

After a while, Faang Zhennan raised his eyebrows, and a puzzled expression flashed across his eyes. This kind of situation had never happened before. He had always been the superior one. In addition to the pressure of being a warrior, this kid didn't even dare to get along with him alone in the past. Not to mention that he was able to remain undefeated in the competition of auras just like today. Furthermore... his aura seemed to be even stronger than his own?

Faang Zhennan shook his head. Putting aside this thought that even he found funny, he put on a serious face and said, "Pack your things immediately and leave tonight."

"Leave? What do you mean?" Wang Xuan's heart moved slightly, but there was no trace of it on the surface.

"I found a friend of your grandmaster and escorted you to G Country. I will leave tonight. We have already contacted each other over there. Go and study in peace, and show me your true colors. " At this point, Faang Zhennan's serious and stiff face showed a brief peace of mind. He continued, "Remember, when you arrive, no matter what happens at home, you are not allowed to return to the country, and you are also not allowed to inquire about the Fang family. Stay in G Country with a peace of mind, and you are not allowed to return to the country for the rest of your life. " "I'm not leaving." Wang Xuan did not know whether to laugh or cry. He was the King of Assassins, but he actually ran away for a local gang. Just thinking about it made him feel incredulous.

"Little brat, what did you say?"

"I'm not leaving. Isn't it clear enough?"

"Impudent!"

Hong Dali slammed the table, causing the entire sandalwood desk to creak. Faang Zhennan's face was as dark as water. He stared at Wang Xuan and said word by word, "Unfilial son, have you not caused enough trouble? Stay, stay, you want to die? "

Facing Faang Zhennan's gaze, Wang Xuan didn't give in at all, "Dad, didn't you say that you want me to settle this matter by myself?"

" You... "

"You also said that if I think that I am a man and that I am your son, I will settle this matter by myself. Now that you want me to run away from you, what will I become? "

After lighting up another cigarette, Faang Zhennan raised his eyebrows. He was unable to say a single word. He had indeed said those words before. However, he never thought that his son, who had always been cowardly and irresponsible, would be serious and use these words to respect him back and forth. Was this still the son he knew?

"Sigh..."