The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 760 - 614 was crippled on the spot, Xie Nian was insulted【1 additional update】_2

Chapter 760: 614 was crippled on the spot, Xie Nian was insulted【1 additional update】_2

Today’s arena match had attracted quite a few spectators.

Xie Nian was among them.

However, she was not interested in the arena match, but in Nie Yi.

She had received news the moment Nie Yi entered the Ancient Martial World.

Xie Nian narrowed her eyes, lifting her chin, "What do you think of that man?"

By her side was the eldest daughter of the Fan Family, Fan ZhiXi.

Fan ZhiXi looked over and her eyes lit up, "Sister Nian, he’s impressive. I can’t see through his Ancient Martial Cultivation; he’s definitely higher than me."

"Of course," Xie Nian’s red lips curled into a smile, "The men that Xie Nian sets her sights on, which one of them is lacking?"

Being a Half-Step Ancient Martial Grandmaster, she naturally could tell Nie Yi’s cultivation.

Over sixty years’ worth of standard.

In the Xie Family, he would be a genius among geniuses.

Xie Nian had also never encountered someone of Nie Yi’s type before.

Perhaps with Nie Yi, she would put an end to her playful heart.

Fan ZhiXi began to flatter her, "Sister Nian, why not make a move?"

"Didn’t you see Ling Mianxi by his side?" Xie Nian’s expression turned cold, "I’m waiting for a chance to deal with her first; I’m not in the mood to share a man with someone else."

Fan ZhiXi nodded in agreement, not passing any judgment.

This was a clear case of moral degradation.

But there was no helping it, in the Ancient Martial World, fists did the talking.

On stage, the manager called out the next pairing.

"Third match, Jiang Ran of the Ling Family against Qiao Ting of the Qiao Family."

Qiao Ting straightened his chest and marched onto the stage with his head held high.

Jiang Ran came up from the other side.

Seeing Jiang Ran safe and sound, Qiao Ting was startled for a moment, then scoffed, "You little brat, consider yourself lucky. I guess Ying Zhuo let you off considering your young age and promising future."

"Since you’ve accepted the warning, just behave yourself later on. Make sure you roll off the stage by yourself, got it?"

Jiang Ran stood with his hands behind his back, nonchalant, "Some people start dreaming in broad daylight."

Qiao Ting was furious, "Brat, you’re seeking death!"

He gathered his Inner Strength and charged directly at Jiang Ran.

The cultivation level of the two was nearly equal, making it difficult to predict the winner.

But Jiang Ran’s movement technique was agile.

All of Qiao Ting’s attacks missed, and it was he who ended up taking several blows instead.

Qiao Ting’s eyes turned blood-red, "Jiang Ran, you forced my hand!"

Suddenly, his momentum surged dramatically.

With a fist, he smashed down towards Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran’s expression changed, and he dodged just in time.

The next second, the spot where he had been standing now had a shallow pit.

The spectators got excited and began to applaud.

Only Ying Zijin noticed something was amiss, and she turned her head, "During a Guard Squad match in the Judicial Hall, is it allowed to take medicine?"

There were indeed drugs that could enhance one’s Ancient Martial Cultivation in a short time, but they could cause great harm to the body.

"Theoretically, it’s forbidden," Fu Yunshen’s eyes narrowed slightly, "but there won’t be any repercussions as long as it’s not detected."

The Guard Squad wasn’t technically under his control, although he certainly could exert influence.

Ying Zijin nodded and then raised an eyebrow, "Officer, if I cheat, you wouldn’t mind, right?"

"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen cocked his head, "Change the title?"

"Boyfriend?"

"Then I don’t mind, girlfriend."

Ying Zijin glanced at him and pinched out a Golden Needle.

Jiang Ran was now completely under Qiao Ting’s pressure, with no room to counter.

Xie Nian had thoroughly investigated Ling Mianxi and naturally knew that Jiang Ran was her brother.

She sneered, "All he knows is how to dodge, what useless trash."

But just then, Jiang Ran suddenly gained strength.

He didn’t dodge anymore, but directly confronted Qiao Ting’s assault.

"Crack!"

Bone cracked on cue.

Qiao Ting screamed miserably and couldn’t even stop his momentum, flying straight backwards.

Right in the direction of Xie Nian.

Xie Nian’s attention had been on Nie Yi the whole time, pondering how to make the most of the situation.

Caught off guard, she was tackled full-on by Qiao Ting.

Not only that, but she was also sprayed with a face full of blood.

"Rip—"

It was the sound of clothing tearing.

Xie Nian was wearing a red dress with slits, and now, she was exposed for all to see.

Ancient martial artists are naturally still predominantly male, and the people nearby were somewhat stunned.

If they had cell phones, they would have definitely taken photos.

Whispers began to arise around them.

"This Miss Xie of the Xie Family, tsk, does have some substance."

"That’s for sure, I heard she’s quite good at snatching men."

Fan Zhixi was stunned and quickly picked up her clothes: "Nian, Sister Nian, hurry."

Xie Nian kicked Qiao Ting away and quickly put on Fan Zhixi’s outer coat.

Her face grew dark: "You’re courting death!"

She dared to humiliate her like this.

Xie Nian raised her hand, and was about to step onto the stage, intending to grab Jiang Ran by the throat.

An urgent voice rang out: "Miss Xie!"

A middle-aged man stood in front of her, it was the Right Protector.

"Miss Xie, this has nothing to do with him, he didn’t do it on purpose, you were too close to the stage."

The Left Protector also arrived, incessantly making eyes at Xie Nian: "Nian Nian."

Xie Nian had never felt so stifled before.

The key point was, she didn’t think Jiang Ran was unintentional.

Jiang Ran must have deliberately hit Qiao Ting towards her.

But she just couldn’t find a reason to kill Jiang Ran.

Xie Nian snorted coldly, didn’t even glance at the Left Protector, and turned to leave.

The Left Protector felt quite the headache.

With the Ancestor of the Xie Family covering her, even the Elders Council had to show her respect.

What could he say?

Qiao Ting got punched by Jiang Ran and then kicked by Xie Nian, and passed out cold.

The competition on the stage was always meant to stop at the lightest touch.

If serious injury or death occurred, the other party would be punished.

But with Xie Nian’s intervention, the Protector wasn’t sure who to blame for it.

The Left Protector waved a hand and said coldly, "Take him away."

Insulting Xie Nian, he had no life to live.

**

Jiang Ran successfully advanced to a Level Four Guard.

Fu Yunshen also kept his promise and rewarded him.

A group of people returned to the Ling Family.

Jiang Huaping knew that Nie Yi was coming too, and specially cooked several more tables of dishes.

"Please have a seat," Jiang Huaping smiled and greeted, "Little Yi hasn’t visited in a long time, Aunt Ling has been talking about you."

Nie Yi was a perfect gentleman: "Aunt Jiang, Aunt Ling."

Mother Ling was pleased: "Don’t be polite, let’s eat together."

After dinner, Ying Zijin returned to her room.

It wasn’t clear whether Jiang Huaping did it on purpose, but they were only given one room.

But it didn’t matter much, after all, they had slept in the same bed before.

Of course, it was limited to sleeping only.

Fu Yunshen walked over to the window and answered a phone call: "Hello?"

He listened and his eyes gradually deepened: "Okay, I got it."

Ying Zijin looked up from her computer screen: "What’s wrong?"

"There’s an anonymous letter accusing Uncle Ling of buying a lot of firearms in the Secular World and hoarding them in a warehouse in the Ancient Martial World," Fu Yunshen said. "There’s evidence, and the anonymous letter was directly submitted to the Supervision Department, the Judicial Hall is taking action."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a commotion started outside.

This was the first time the Judicial Hall had entered the Ling Family.

But it wasn’t for anything good.

"Ling Zhonglou, right?" the middle-aged man sized up Ling Zhonglou for a moment, "I’m from the Judicial Hall’s Supervision Department, sent here by the mandate of the High Authority."

"You have been accused of bringing high-tech weapons into the Ancient Martial World, aiming to go after the Qiao Family, to eliminate the Qiao Family, here’s the evidence."

As this was said, the complexion of the people around changed.

Although the Ancient Martial World is exclusionist, it hasn’t banned the existence of high technology.

Because in the situation of global integration, the Ancient Martial World couldn’t stay closed off for much longer.

The only exception is firearms, which are prohibited unless one can get a gun permit issued by the Judicial Hall.

After all, guns are convenient; when executing criminals, a single shot is all it takes.

But while guns are allowed, other heavy weapons are absolutely not.

A single thermobaric bomb could wipe out an Ancient Martial Grandmaster.

Not to mention higher-level firearms.

This posed a significant threat to the Ancient Martial World.

The middle-aged man turned to command the guard beside him: "Take him into custody first."