I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Chapter 380 - 378: I Won't Kill You, I'll Just Humiliate You

"Grandpa!"

"Family head!"

The Ding Family members quickly crowded around and helped Ding Moyi up.

"Family head... you..." The great elder of the Ding Family was also a martial artist of the Mythical Realm, Level One. He immediately noticed that Ding Moyi's cultivation of inner strength had shockingly plummeted from the Level Three of the Mythical Realm to a Level Eight Grandmaster martial artist!

Practicing ancient martial arts was a process of unlocking human potential. During this process, human genes would undergo a transition, and strength was merely a secondary effect brought by this genetic shift.

If one entered the Mythical Realm, at a minimum, a human's lifespan could increase to over 150 years, even exceeding 200 years. That's why many grandmaster martial artists spent their entire lives unable to step into the Mythical Realm.

Falling from the Mythical Realm to the Grandmaster level was more terrifying than a nightmare for any martial artist!

"He drained all the inner strength from my body!" Although he was reluctant to admit it, Ding Moyi had to face this reality; his efforts over the past two years had been utterly wasted.

"What kind of martial arts is this? I have never heard of any that could devour someone else's inner strength." The great elder looked at Zhang Menglong with eyes full of fear. If their family head, a martial artist of the Level Three Mythical Realm, had been drained by Zhang Menglong, his fate would likely be even worse!

"He just said that this technique is the Beiming Divine Art."

"Beiming Divine Art? But isn't that a technique from a novel?"

"Right, he even made up names like Zhang Ritian and Ritian Sect, so what's so strange about making up a form of martial arts?" Ding Moyi said enduringly through the intense pain, "Perhaps he has stumbled upon some powerful ancient martial arts from the prehistoric era by chance."

"A martial art that can absorb an opponent's inner strength is far too terrifying..."

The surrounding martial artists had also noticed the change in Ding Moyi's realm and beyond reveling in his misfortune, it also caused them to reassess this so-called wealthiest person in the world.

"Ding Moyi has actually been defeated..."

"A technique that can devour inner strength, what kind of martial arts has he practiced?"

"He's only in his twenties. Given a few more years, perhaps even the Martial Gods won't be able to suppress him!"

"I... don't even know if Ritian Sect is taking disciples this time."

"Fuck! That's just blatant robbery!"

"Epic, epic!"

"That does seem a bit much..."

"Be confident, drop the 'seems'!"

"But if it were me, if someone bullied my people on my territory, I guess I'd be even more outrageous!"

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"What's wrong? Weren't you being all arrogant just now? Playing hooligan didn't work, now you want to reason with me?" Zhang Menglong laughed, "I'm also a world's wealthiest man. You might want to ask around. In my case, it's always about billions of US dollars. Right now, it's only billions of Huaxia yuan, which is already a bargain!"

"That's actually true," Chen Bingyu whispered to Liu Yunyi, "You don't know, but some time ago, when foreign racers came to challenge Mr. Zhang, he'd start with a bet of 10 billion US dollars, and he wouldn't care for any less!"

"But, sir, is what Mr. Zhang doing really not going to be a problem?" Liu Yunyi was a bit worried.

"Don't worry, the small Dong Family doesn't even register on Mr. Zhang's radar!"

Chen Bingyu knew that Teacher Xiong Ba at the Martial Arts Academy branch was at the peak of the Mythical Realm. With such strength, even a Martial God emerging wouldn't scare Zhang Menglong. Of course, she didn't know that these teachers couldn't leave Super God Academy, otherwise she wouldn't be so confident.

Zhang Menglong swept a meaningful look over the members of the Ding Family, "But now I don't want to reason with you. I still prefer to play the hooligan. Just now, you hit me a total of 17 palms, 10 billion for each palm, making it 170 billion, plus the original 1.2 trillion, which rounds it up to 3 trillion!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Many people choked on hearing the number, this rounding up added yet another 100 billion—it really was hooliganism!

"Zhang Menglong, we are not as skilled as you; if you want to kill, then kill, the Ding Family is not made up of cowards!" Ding Moyi, aged over seventy, had seen it all and was quite tough, "It's either us or them in the end!"

The elders of the Ding Family immediately stood in front of Zhang Menglong, ready to face death bravely.

"Kill you?" Zhang Menglong shook his head like a rattle drum, "I'm not that kind of person. I am a law-abiding, honorable party member. How could I kill someone?"

"What on earth do you want?"

"I won't kill you. If you don't pay the money, I'll just humiliate you!"