I am very low-key in the world

"Just that much?"

Wang Yuanrong looked at the small gap that Huang Dongjie measured between his thumb and index finger. He suddenly shook his head with a wry smile.

"You don't know how many people have been frightened by this little bit."

Huang Dongjie smiled and said nothing after hearing this.

"To be honest, you have changed so much. You used to be very reserved, but I can still feel your ambition under your restraint."

"Now, you are as reserved as before, but I know that you are not reserved, but low-key!"

"There is a big difference between restrained and low-key, and they represent different levels of artistic conception. Being restrained usually means that the edge is too strong, and one passively or actively chooses to be restrained temporarily."

"Low-key, this is the state of a hermit who looks down on the prosperity of the world and chooses indifferently."

Wang Yuanrong paused, and then continued speaking calmly.

"Dongjie, I could see you clearly before, but now, you are so profound that I can’t even see through you."

"If you were not my son-in-law, I would probably stay far away from you, because you hide yourself too deeply and always make people feel an unexplainable sense of fear."

After Wang Yuanrong finished speaking, he carefully observed Huang Dongjie's expression, trying to see something.

As a result, Huang Dongjie still had the same smiling face, without any fluctuations, as if his words could not make Huang Dongjie's mood waver at all.

"You think too much, I am just an ordinary person. People are not gods, and they cannot hide too many things. I just have a few more skills than others to make a living. Huang

Dongjie smiled naturally.

"Answer me a question, I want to hear the truth"

"You ask."

Huang Dongjie's attitude has also corrected. He knows that this old man is going to make a move.

"Someone smeared poison on my sword. Was it you who smeared it on me?"

Wang Yuanrong observed Huang Dongjie's eyes very seriously.

"How do you know your sword has been smeared with poison?"

Huang Dongjie didn't answer directly, but asked back.

"The name of my matching sword is: Qiu Yu. It is a famous sword passed down from my ancestors. This sword was passed down to me when I was ten years old."

"From the moment Qiu Yu put it on my hand, it has never left my side. I use it to swing my sword every day. After using it every day, I will clean it carefully."

"I sleep with it in my arms, sit cross-legged and practice internal energy and Qi, and it is nourished by Qi on my knees where I sit cross-legged."

"Just like that, ninety years have passed. Even if I can't unite with Qiu Yu's human sword, there is no one in this world who knows Qiu Yu better than me."

"The night before my birthday, the moment I picked up Qiu Yu, I realized that someone had touched my Qiu Yu."

"I checked carefully and found that Qiu Yu had been smeared with colorless and odorless poison. At that time, I was not sure who had done it, but now, you are the most likely."

"Tell me, was it the poison you applied?"

If it weren't for the fact that the poison extracted from Zhong Xiongyuan's corpse did not match the poison on Qiu Yu, he would still need to ask, and he would just confirm it directly.

"That's right, I put it on"

"Originally, I thought that with the presence of poison, you could easily kill Zhong Xiongyuan. This way I don't need to do anything, and you can resolve this crisis on your own."

"I just wanted to watch a show in a low-key manner. Who would have thought that you would not follow the routine and clean up the poison in Qiu Yu?"

"I just don’t understand. Is the"gentleman’s sword" you pursue really that important?"

"A sword is a murder weapon. It is a weapon for killing. Why is it not killing? What if you put some poison on it? Otherwise, it is still killing."

"But you insist on being fair and aboveboard and refuse any actions that slander the sword."

"I really don’t know what your ancestors of Guiyun Villa are thinking. In the face of a powerful enemy, you are still executing the gentleman’s sword in your heart."

"Alas, the Ba Dao will invade. I just want to keep a low profile. Who would have thought that you would play this trick and force me to sneak attack Zhong Xiongyuan?"

"Fortunately, the sneak attack was successful, otherwise I might have been buried with you at Guiyun Villa."

Huang Dongjie patted his little heart, looking very scared afterwards.

Wang Yuanrong ignored Huang Dongjie's funny look. When Huang Dongjie admitted that he was the one who applied the poison, Wang Yuanrong looked at Huang Dongjie in shock.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Huang Dongjie saw Wang Yuanrong looking at him in shock, and felt bad. What did this cunning old man see?

"Have you awakened to the artistic conception of martial arts?"

Wang Yuanrong retracted his surprised expression, took a deep breath to ease his emotions, and then he asked Huang Dongjie for confirmation in an extremely serious manner.

"Am I awakening to the artistic conception of martial arts? Why do you think so?"

Huang Dongjie asked, pointing at himself and pretending to be confused.

"Do you know why I ask you so solemnly, is it the poison you put on Qiu Yu?"

"Because this issue is very important"

"I have said it before, Qiu Yu has never left my side since I was ten years old, even if I put Qiu Yu aside to do things"

"Qiu Yu will not stay ten meters away from my sight. Tell me, what kind of person would it be who would put poison on Qiu Yu without knowing it from me?"

"The top ten strong men on the Heavenly List, this was my first thought at the time. If it were them, they could more or less do it, but they wouldn't be so bored as to smear poison on my sword."

"With their abilities, if they want to kill someone, they don’t need to go to such trouble."

"After excluding them, I somehow thought of you."

"Even though I think your possibility is unlikely, I still decided to ask you for confirmation. Who would have thought that you would really admit it?"

"As soon as you admit it, the problem arises. How did you hide from my perception? Could it be that your true strength has already entered the top ten on the Heavenly Ranking?……"

"Thinking that you are less than sixty years old, if your true strength really reaches the top ten on the Heavenly Ranking, then there is a high probability that you have awakened the martial arts artistic conception."

"Only such people can create a series of legends along the way in martial arts"

"Tell me, have you really awakened to the artistic conception of martial arts?"

At this moment, Wang Yuanrong was extremely excited. If his son-in-law really awakened to the martial arts artistic conception, then everything would make sense. As long as those who awaken to the martial arts artistic conception, as long as they don't fall in the middle, can almost cross that hurdle and achieve great heights and look down on the world. Grandmaster!

If his son-in-law really awakens, then his son-in-law will become the eighth great master in the world.

Grandmaster!

A being more coercive than the emperor.

Huang Dongjie did not speak, his face was very calm, he used his index finger and He picked up a sunspot with his middle finger and raised it slightly.

In an instant, the world changed.

Wang Yuanrong's eyes opened wide. He saw something. He saw a bottomless and huge black hole behind Huang Dongjie, which was devouring everything without restraint..Meteorites

, asteroids, comets... everything is swallowed up by the never-ending black hole behind Huang Dongjie. The light is distorted, the stars are disintegrating and waiting to be devoured.

Everything is full of indescribable splendor. Wang Yuanrong seemed to be lost in the aesthetics of majesty and violence. At this moment, Huang Dongjie held a black stone and placed it on the chessboard.

The moment the black stone touched the chessboard! The majestic sky shattered instantly, the river of time flowed back, and the sky became quiet! Huang Dongjie The scene behind him also disappeared!

"Have you seen it? Isn’t it very magnificent? There is no end to the martial arts. I’m just getting started!"