The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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Zhengzhou.

After leaving Kaifeng, Jiang Ning followed the Yellow River all the way to Zhengzhou, where he was now very close to Luoyang.

Of course, it's closer to Dengfeng.

However, Jiang Ning has no intention of going to Dengfeng for the time being.

Zhengzhou is not far from Feng, about two hundred miles away, and Jiangning arrived here in a short time.

Upon entering Zhengzhou, Jiang Ning noticed some differences compared to Kaifeng.

Martial arts were not prevalent in Kaifeng, but Zhengzhou had many martial arts practitioners who could be seen everywhere on the streets, and even some ordinary people looked strong and powerful.

Jiang Ning casually sat down in a shop and overheard the martial arts practitioners at other tables discussing important matters in the martial arts world.

"Are you aware of the major events that occurred last year at the Huashan Sect in Shaanxi?"

"Who doesn't know that? The Holy Maiden of the Demonic Cult's subordinates have gathered in Shaanxi, and even the righteous sects Shaolin, Wudang, and Songshan have arrived."

"This must be the biggest event in the martial arts world in the past ten years or so. There have never been any major events in the martial arts world before. Who would have thought that something like this would suddenly happen last year?"

Another person retorted, "Who said it's not a big deal? The death of Tian Boguang, the lecherous scoundrel who roamed the martial world for decades, isn't that a big deal? The destruction of the Qingcheng Sect isn't a big deal? The pursuit of the Holy Maiden isn't a big deal?"

"These are big events, but can they compare to the gathering of both righteous and evil factions at Mount Hua last year?"

The person who spoke first said.

At this moment, someone said, "Hey, have you noticed that all the major events that have happened in the past two years are related to one person?"

A young man asked, "You mean King Ning?"

"Yes, he's the one who's been making headlines in the underworld these past two years."

The man nodded.

"Speaking of which, Ning Yanwang is really something else. Back then, Tian Boguang, whom so many masters of the chivalrous path couldn't capture, was killed by him. The Qingcheng Sect, which dominated Sichuan, was also destroyed by him. The Holy Maiden of the Sun Moon Sect was chased for thousands of miles by him, and the subordinates sent by the Holy Maiden were also slaughtered by him until the blood flowed like a river."

Jiang Ning's exploits over the past two years have spread throughout the martial arts world, becoming his legend. He hears rumors about him everywhere he goes, and Jiang Ning has gotten used to it.

"But this King Ning seems to have a very strong killing intent. I'm afraid he has killed countless people by now."

At this moment, another person clicked their tongue in amazement.

"I don't know how Headmaster Yue of the Huashan Sect could have taught such a disciple. He himself is a gentleman swordsman, but his disciple has such a strong killing intent."

The group of people also looked puzzled.

It's actually not heavy.

Jiang Ning thought to himself.

He didn't know why, but it seemed that everyone who talked about him felt that he was very murderous, even though he himself didn't think so, but his image seemed to have been deeply ingrained in people's minds.

King Yama Ning...

Jiang Ning ate his food while thinking about the title.

After dinner, Jiang Ning rested briefly in Zhengzhou for one night before setting off the next day.

Now it's May, and there's less than a month until the Five Mountains Sword Sects' Alliance Leader Election Conference.

This time, Jiang Ning did not travel by water, but instead hired a horse-drawn carriage to travel by land, and it took two days to complete the journey.

A horse-drawn carriage was speeding along a wide street, kicking up clouds of dust.

The sun was already high in the sky in May, and the weather was quite hot. The coachman kept wiping his sweat and said to the carriage.

"Young master, there is chilled plum juice in the carriage. You can drink it if you are thirsty."

"Thank you."

A voice came from inside the carriage.

Jiang Ning sat in the carriage with his eyes closed, resting, and his body did not sway due to the bumps of the carriage.

He was still feeling the changes within his body.

Three months have passed since he descended the mountain, and he is still at the third stage of the Innate Skill, showing no signs of breaking through. It's as if he's stuck at this stage.

Jiang Ning was not surprised by this. He had been stuck at this level for quite some time and did not expect to break through in just a few months after leaving the mountain. This was within his expectations.

Jiang Ning has always had a good mindset and never gets anxious or worried about anything.

Although he hasn't made a breakthrough since coming down the mountain, Jiang Ning can clearly feel a slight change within his body.

He couldn't pinpoint the exact changes, but he had a feeling that his strength was greater than it had been during the time Ren Yingying besieged Mount Hua last year.

Even though they were at the same level, Jiang Ning had this feeling: the innate skill within his body was circulating more smoothly than before.

He remembered the last time he had this feeling was in Sichuan, when Ren Yingying sent people to surround and kill him.

Jiang Ning composed herself, stopped thinking about these things, turned around and lifted the curtain, looking at the scenery rushing past the car window, feeling very peaceful.

"Shut up!"

Suddenly the carriage jolted violently, and the driver called for a halt from the front.

"what happened?"

Jiang Ning lifted the carriage curtain and saw the driver looking at the road ahead.

"Young master, let's take a detour. There are often bandits ahead, and it's not safe to go that way."

Bandit?

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "It's alright. I have something urgent to attend to, so I'll head that way. I shouldn't run into them."

"No, no, I'm not going there."

The driver immediately shook his head; he was just trying to make money and didn't want to risk his life.

"Young master, you should take a detour. I won't charge you extra money."

The driver continued to persuade him, but Jiang Ning had no intention of taking a detour. The driver's attitude was also firm, so Jiang Ning did not force him. After paying the fare, he set off alone.

"Sigh, why won't they listen?"

Seeing that he walked ahead without looking back, the coachman shook his head, turned the carriage around, and looked back.

Jiang Ning was walking on the road when he soon saw wheel tracks on another road, heading in the direction of the car.

After walking a short distance, Jiang Ning suddenly heard faint sounds coming from ahead, from a man and a woman, accompanied by wailing.

Ok?

Jiang Ning raised an eyebrow and immediately sped up. After leaping a distance using his lightness skill, he saw a group of bandits surrounding a carriage in the middle of the road not far ahead. Inside were a couple. The man was kneeling down and kowtowing to them, praying for something, while the woman was being pulled and dragged by the bandits.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning kicked a pebble with his foot, which flew straight into the crowd.

"what!"

A scream rang out, followed by the fall of a bandit.

"who?"

The other bandits were all shocked. They raised their knives and looked around, and then they saw Jiang Ning not far away.

"who are you?"

The bandit leader glared fiercely at Jiang Ning.

"The Great Hero of Guanzhong"

Chapter 320: The Great Hero of Guanzhong!

"The Great Hero of Guanzhong?"

The bandits looked completely bewildered.

Never heard of it.

"What kind of bullshit Guanzhong hero? Guanzhong is in Shaanxi, this is Henan."

A bandit shouted at Jiang Ning.

"You choose the path to hell when there's a way to heaven, but you've chosen the path to hell yourself! Brothers, charge! Chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"

A group of bandits immediately surged towards Jiangning.

Jiang Ning leaned forward slightly, pushed off with his feet, and charged towards the bandits at an even faster speed.

Bang!

Jiang Ning kicked a bandit who was slashing at him in the arm. With a cracking sound, the bandit's arm was broken off, and a piece of the arm flew off. Blood spurting from the severed arm accidentally dripped onto the faces of other bandits.

Jiang Ning glanced around, flicked his sword, and a sword aura shot out, instantly piercing through a person.

"Outrageous! Die!"

A bandit with a ferocious expression attacked from behind, slashing at Jiang Ning's nape with his knife. Jiang Ning quickly turned around and delivered a high whip kick to the bandit's head.

The bandit's head exploded like a watermelon, splattering blood and brain matter everywhere, releasing a mist of blood, and filling the air with the stench of blood.

The extremely bloody scene stunned the bandits, who all stopped their attack and stared at the scene in disbelief, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

"Kicked...kicked it to pieces?"

One of the bandits stammered.

The other bandits also recovered their senses and looked at Jiang Ning with fear on their faces.

Jiang Ning frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with the kick.

He knew that his physical strength was very strong after being enhanced by the Innate Skill. Some first- or second-rate people might not be able to withstand his force and would be smashed with broken bones. Jiang Ning was also intentionally controlling his strength to avoid losing control of the force.

In the past, he would occasionally lose control of his strength, resulting in none of the people who died at his hands being intact. But later he was able to control himself much better, and his attacks were no longer so bloody.

Just now, Jiang Ning controlled the force as before. Based on his experience, he could at most break the bandit's neck with a kick, but he didn't expect that he would actually break it with one kick.

Jiang Ning had already sensed changes in his body and that his strength was increasing, and now this was becoming even more evident.

About to break through?

Jiang Ning thought for a moment.

"You... what are you?"

A bandit stammered to Jiang Ning, his knife trembling.

Jiang Ning glanced at them, and the next second he attacked them again.

Bang!

Jiang Ning kicked again, striking one of the bandits in the chest before he could react, sending him flying and crashing into three or four others. The man who was kicked had a large hole in his chest, while the others, though unharmed, felt as if their bodies were falling apart, some even vomiting up their broken organs.

Ok?

Jiang Ning frowned slightly.

He had reduced the force of his kick, but the damage it caused was greater than he had anticipated.

"Um……"

Jiang Ning pondered for a moment, then looked at these people.

There are still dozens of these bandits.

While it's good to become stronger, we still need to adapt to the situation to avoid making mistakes in judgment when a major battle actually occurs later.

For some reason, the bandits now felt that Jiang Ning's eyes were very frightening.

boom!

One of the bandits threw down his knife and ran away.

What kind of bullshit hero is this!

This is a deranged serial killer!

They are just ordinary people, completely incapable of fighting.

The bandit's escape seemed to trigger a chain reaction, with the remaining bandits also scattering and fleeing.

"Run!"