I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"What powerful inner strength!" As they looked at the cracked ground, the three young martial artists from the Chen Family were somewhat astonished. This ground was not composed of cement but was a road paved with hard bluestone; ordinary martial artists couldn't possibly break it with a single stomp, let alone ordinary people.

With just this move they could confirm that the youngster before them was no ordinary person!

"Move in!" They really would not dare to strike at ordinary people.

Although the state granted them great freedom and power, there was one rule: generally, ancient martial artists were absolutely prohibited from harming ordinary people. However, if the opponent was also an ancient martial artist, then many of those concerns were dismissed.

As the saying goes, matters of the jianghu are resolved within the jianghu; being martial artists themselves, once a dispute arose, they would settle it with fists. Even if there were casualties, it would remain a matter between the two parties. If it were brought before mundane authorities, it would be an utterly disgraceful matter.

These young individuals were merely ordinary descendants of the Chen family, but as martial artists, each of their combat abilities far exceeded that of a battle-hardened special forces soldier.

Though their physical strength and power might not match that of a special forces soldier, the advantage of ancient martial artists lay in their ability to generate "inner strength" from their bodies, which allowed them to exert tremendous force with every movement, and even project this inner strength externally, attacking like a force of nature.

Even a Level One martial artist, as long as they cultivated inner strength, could punch with the force of a thousand catty. To think, even a professional boxer like Tyson only punches with a force of around 400 pounds, which is less than half that of a Level One martial artist.

The three martial artists immediately rushed towards Zhang Menglong from three different directions, their speed incredibly fast boosted by their inner strength.

"Bring it on, no more babbling!" Zhang Menglong stepped back half a step and gathered his inner strength, "Three Parts Return to Yuan Qi! Three Elements Unite."

"Boom!" A tremendous force of inner strength spread from his body, to the point that the intensity of the inner strength became visible to the naked eye!

"This inner strength! He is a Grandmaster!" Feeling this immensely strong inner strength, the three martial artists felt almost as if they were suffocating.

Materializing inner strength was an indication of a Level Seven martial artist and above, and nearly all such martial artists were considered pillars of the Ancient Martial Arts World, known as Grandmasters!

A Grandmaster-level ancient martial artist possessed the ability to establish a family clan or a martial sect, and was definitely not someone to be trifled with!

But to reach the Grandmaster level, talent, effort, and opportunity were indispensable. Normally, it would take an ancient martial artist at least sixty to seventy years to reach the Grandmaster realm.

A Grandmaster in his early twenties was simply beyond their comprehension! A hundred Level Two martial artists would be no match for a single Grandmaster's palm strike!

Zhang Menglong then created three after-images on the spot and suddenly charged at the three individuals, with his immense aura so oppressive that they couldn't even move.

"Paiyun Palm!"

"Heavenly Frost Fist!"

"Wind God Leg!"

Gigantic inner strength burst forth, directly sending the three young men flying.

The raging inner strength wreaked havoc inside their bodies, their little inner strength shattered in an instant and then began destroying their muscles and bones...

In this move, Zhang Menglong hadn't even used a fraction of his strength. With his current realm, just a bit more force, and these three would likely have been beaten to death."

"Snap!" The three young martial artists each fell in a heap, blood streaming from the corners of their mouths, their eyes filled with terror.

They had actually provoked a Grandmaster power! Such a figure, even the Clan Leader of their Chen family would need to be extremely courteous. If it had been someone with a slightly worse temper, they might already be dead by now.

But a Grandmaster power in his early twenties, which power had fostered him?

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Until now, in the entire Ancient Martial Artist World, the youngest Grandmaster ever was one who had entered the Grandmaster Realm at the age of 37. He had already broken through the Grandmaster Realm and reached the higher Mythical Realm, becoming the strongest in the entire Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts World.

In terms of strength, even the leader of "Longxia" might not be stronger than him; whenever they met him, they would respectfully call him a Martial God.

A decade or so ago, the leader of "Longxia" and the Martial God had a major battle. It was said that the battle was inconclusive, and because of their fight, there was a severe geological shift in the Himalayan region.

The leader of "Longxia," along with the human leaders from America, Tsarist Russia, and Kaibong of the Second World, was named one of the four most powerful figures, which illustrates the immense strength of this Martial God.

However, in the last few decades, no one like the Martial God has emerged, nor has there been anyone under 40 who could advance to the Grandmaster Realm.

If this young man were to reach the age of the Martial God, his strength...

"No! Absolutely impossible for there to be such a young Grandmaster!" The three immediately dismissed this thought from their minds.

It is known that Huaxia's ancient martial arts are quite magical, many of which have the effect of prolonging life, and Huaxia has also passed down Alchemy. Both these ancient martial arts and Alchemy can make one appear as young as a youth.

They believed that Zhang Menglong must be some old freak who had consumed certain elixirs or practiced some magical martial arts!

At this moment, Zhang Menglong was walking towards them, and a devilish smile was even on his face.

"Predecessor, the three of us were blind to Taishan and didn't recognize that the predecessor is a Grandmaster Martial Artist. Please forgive us!" The three young men immediately struggled to kneel on the ground.

When facing ordinary people, Ancient Martial Artists generally adopt a superior attitude, but in front of a Grandmaster, they can only bow and scrape!

"Weren't you three very arrogant just now? Didn't you say you were going to break my legs?" Zhang Menglong squatted in front of them and said.

The three were suddenly at a loss for words. Who knew you, sir, were a Grandmaster? If their elders knew they were going to break the legs of a Grandmaster, their own legs would be broken by their elders!

The Chen Family in the world of Ancient Martial Arts was already a sizeable clan, but within their family, there were only three Grandmasters.

As for the Mythical Realm powerhouses, they were truly the stuff of legends! People like them didn't even qualify to interact with a Mythical Realm Martial Artist. Most of the time, Mythical Realm Martial Artists were secluded, striving to break through even higher limits, only emerging when the Ancient Martial Arts World or even the nation was in danger.

It could almost be said that if the Mythical Realm powerhouses don't show up, then the Grandmaster Martial Artists will forever be revered as gods.

"Predecessor, we were reckless just now. We are willing to apologize to you." The three continuously kowtowed toward Zhang Menglong.

"Alright, I forgive you."

"Thank you, Predecessor, thank you!" The three were immediately overjoyed and hastily kowtowed several more times to Zhang Menglong.

"Don't call me Predecessor; I am only in my twenties, and it sounds like some old antique," Zhang Menglong said in displeasure.

"Then... What should we call you?" Although they didn't believe Zhang Menglong was only in his twenties, the three of them dared not show it and could only continue to humble themselves.

"Just call me 'Big Handsome.'"

"Big... Big Handsome..." The three were immediately at a loss for words; this predecessor's taste seemed a bit... quirky.

"Predecessor, what brings you here, if I may ask? I can immediately inform our leader, and he will definitely treat you passionately," asked the lead young martial artist.

"I was only planning to look around," Zhang Menglong said, "but now that I have leased this land, and you are living on my mountain, I think it's time I collected some protection money."