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Xiao Yi had already overestimated Uncle Zhong's strength, but he never expected that he would be so strong. With such strength, he might be able to compete with old man Mo.

"Golden Silk Armor?"

Uncle Zhong changed his claws into a fist and punched Xiao Yi. He originally thought that this punch should be considered as the end of the battle, but he didn't expect that this blow didn't hurt Xiao Yi at all.

This is obviously not because of Xiao Yi's strength. After all, after releasing his true energy, every punch and kick is accompanied by spiritual energy. The force of a blow may not be something that Xiao Yi can bear.

But when it hit Xiao Yi, there was no reaction at all, the true energy was naturally bounced off, and all the powerful force was quickly retreated by Xiao Yi.

"Are you a child of an ancient martial arts family?" Uncle Zhong didn't continue after the blow, but stepped back, staring at Xiao Yi's clothes in surprise.

The ancient martial family, Xiao Yi heard from old man Mo that it was an ancient martial family with a long history and strong inheritance.

These families dominated the martial arts a long time ago, but after the founding of the country, because of the strength of the official family, some ancient martial arts families even became official vassals, so they had a strong deterrent force. Among them, the famous ancient martial arts forces all kept a low profile.

However, although these ancient martial arts forces are hidden, these forces will send younger generations to participate in the ancient martial arts conference every ten years, almost sweeping the ancient martial arts conference, and only the existence of hidden forces can match.

It is also at the ancient martial arts conference, sometimes strong men born in Yeluzi are born, and their strength will be stronger than those of the younger generations of those forces. However, the people sent by these forces actually have the legendary armor protection, which is difficult to harm at all. They can defeat powerful enemies with body armor.

Therefore, Baojia and talented young warriors are basically regarded by some knowledgeable warriors as the labels of those ancient martial arts families.

In fact, Xiao Yi also vaguely guessed that those legendary golden silk armors still existed, but Granny Qing should have sold some silkworm clothes.

Those who can afford silkworm clothes must not be ordinary forces, they may be those from the ancient martial arts family.

In this way, Xiao Yi has more heavenly silkworm robes, Uncle Zhong didn't know why, so he would naturally regard him as a member of the ancient martial arts family.

However, Xiao Yi heard from old man Mo that most of the ancient martial arts families hide from the world. Except for some incompetent people to collect training resources for them outside, the other clansmen pursue the ultimate martial arts, wanting to reach the legendary martial artist's innate talent realm.

It is said that reaching the innate realm can break through this world and pursue a more extreme martial arts.

Obviously, even a family as powerful as the Jin family has a sense of awe towards that mysterious and powerful ancient martial family, even Xiao Yi doubts whether this Jin family is the white glove of a certain ancient martial family.

"An ancient martial arts family? If I were, wouldn't you care if I killed Jin Suyang?" Xiao Yi said coldly.

"If you're serious, it's not impossible. Our Jin family has some friendship with several ancient martial arts families." Uncle Zhong frowned and nodded.

"Hehe, is this bullying the weak and fearing the strong?" Xiao Yi mocked, "Don't worry, I'm not from the Guwu family."

"Impossible, you have such strength at such a young age, you must have a strong ancient martial arts inheritance, and the golden silk armor is only owned by those few ancient martial arts families, how could you not? Kid, it's best not to mistake yourself. If you don't admit it, then even if I kill you, the family behind you will not be able to pursue my responsibility, after all, I gave you a chance." Uncle Zhong said in a deep voice.

"Okay, then I admit that I am, you go, don't bother me, and don't come to trouble the Mu family." Xiao Yi's face was strange, and he nodded.

"Since it is, then you should report your name. After all, our eldest son is not an ordinary person, and we still have to discuss it with your family later."

Uncle Zhong said calmly, obviously not in any doubt.

"Okay, then let me introduce myself. My name is Xiao Yi." Xiao Yi heard that old man Mo said that there are ancient martial arts families, but old man Mo didn't say which families there are.

"Nonsense! Boy, none of the ancient martial arts families has the surname Xiao. If you don't tell me, then I will arrest you and let those ancient martial arts families claim it." Uncle Zhong scolded.

"Can't I be the door-to-door son-in-law?" Xiao Yi said indifferently.

"Looking for death!" Uncle Zhong still didn't understand that Xiao Yi was purely playing tricks on himself, and he was instantly furious. Even if Xiao Yi was really a disciple of the ancient martial family, he couldn't treat him like this. You know, Uncle Zhong is the real one. A hermit strongman, even among the ancient martial arts family, would hardly have an opponent, how could he be teased repeatedly by a junior.

Uncle Zhong bullied himself forward, this time the eagle claws were surprisingly tricky, and his moves never left Xiao Yi's waist and neck where they were not covered by the silkworm cassock.

Obviously, this loyal uncle was not the first time to deal with someone like Xiao Yi who was protected by the legendary golden silk armor.

Knowing how powerful Uncle Zhong is, Xiao Yi naturally wouldn't be negligent, but at this time Xiao Yi discovered that after releasing his spiritual consciousness, all Uncle Zhong's movements seemed to slow down several times in Xiao Yi's eyes. You can clearly perceive its attack route, so that you can accurately block and dodge it.

Xiao Yi involuntarily unfolded Ling Yun's movements to dodge.

"Oh!"

Xiao Yi was once again punched by Uncle Zhong.

Although Ling Yun's body skills are exquisite, but Uncle Zhong's body skills are not slow, and his shots are even more lightning-fast, so even if he has the ability to predict the attack trajectory, Xiao Yi can barely avoid important positions without getting hurt.

"Bang bang bang!"

Xiao Yi found that facing these real strong men, his previous methods were still too fancy, and he was okay with dealing with those who were weaker than him. If the opponent was too strong, he could only dodge.

Xiao Yi was extremely depressed, he knew very well that his cultivation base is definitely not inferior to Uncle Zhong's now, and even now as an immortal cultivator with qi training at the eleventh level, dealing with the hermit powerhouse should not be a situation where he is really passively beaten of.

But Xiao Yikong has a state, but he hasn't even learned a single technique, and his martial arts moves can't be compared with people like Uncle Zhong who has been immersed in ancient martial arts for decades, so he has the current result.

"Bang bang bang!"

Xiao Yi was hit one after another, and the last time he was swept on the neck, fortunately he dodged quickly, otherwise he might be caught with a bloody hole, even so, the place where he was swept was still hot and painful.

"It can't be like this. The old guy has already touched some of the rules of my movement. No matter how long it takes, I'm afraid I won't be able to avoid his attack at all. I have to find a way to get out of my current state."

Xiao Yi had a counterattack plan in mind, but now he was being beaten by Uncle Zhong all the time, and he had no chance to make a backhand move at all.