Undead King of Fighters

"Senior, I have a question for you!" Zhan Wushuang bowed and saluted: "Senior, what kind of martial arts are you practicing?"

"I am practicing ancient martial arts! Our family has been practicing ancient martial arts for generations!" the old man said slowly.

"You are very interested in this sword of mine, so are you interested in going with me to visit my family?" The old man said with a mysterious smile. He would come out of his seclusion every once in a while to find a suitable young man to bring back to the family.

"Senior, you said that you practiced ancient martial arts. Shouldn't it be cultivating immortals? Or sword immortals!" Zhan Wushuang stared at the old man with his eyes fixed. He felt a little nervous but more expectant.

"You! How do you know about cultivating immortals? Who are you?" The old man widened his eyes and looked at Zhan Wushuang in shock. He subconsciously grasped the sword with his right hand and took a step back!

"Senior, don't be nervous! Are you from Earth?"

"Earth? Where is Earth?" the old man asked puzzledly.

"Then let me put it another way. Are you from another planet?"

"Okay, stop pretending. Was it the emperor who sent you here? So many years have passed, but he still won't let us go! Humph!" The old man drew his sword, pointed it at Zhan Wushuang and shouted angrily.

"This? Senior, you misunderstood me. I have nothing to do with the royal family." He added in his heart, I only know Mo Xue.

"Then how do you know about cultivating immortals?" The old man had a powerful aura and seemed ready to take action at any time.

"I, hey! Senior, if you believe me, we still need to talk for a moment." Zhan Wushuang turned and looked towards the carriage. Zhao Feier and others could see this side.

Just as the old man drew his sword, Zhao Feier Hongling was about to come over, but was stopped by Li Qing, and Zhan Wushuang also shook his head at her.

The old man frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then you lead the way." Zhan Wushuang nodded, turned and walked towards the depths of the forest. The old man followed closely behind with a sword in his hand.

After walking for a distance, Zhan Wushuang stopped, took a deep breath, raised his hand and took off the mask: "Boy Zhan Wushuang greets the senior!"

"There is such a magical disguise mask? Wait, what's your name?" the old man said in a trembling voice.

"Zhan Wushuang!"

"You are Zhan Wushuang, the disciple of Lord Lu Feng!" The old man put away the sword in his hand, took a step forward and looked Zhan Wushuang up and down.

"Yes, I am Lu Feng's only disciple, Zhan Wushuang!" Zhan Wushuang thought to himself that his master's reputation is still effective.

"I deserve to die, please forgive me, benefactor!" The old man knelt down after saying this. He never expected that he would meet the successor of Lord Lu Feng, his benefactor who had been passed down from generation to generation.

Zhan Wushuang quickly stepped forward to help the old man up, and said in surprise: "Senior, why is this happening? Please stand up quickly!"

The old man's eyes were red with excitement, he said: "My benefactor, you don't know, if it wasn't for Lord Lu Feng's rescue, our entire clan would have been destroyed long ago. Lord Lu Feng has done a great favor to our entire clan! I didn't expect to meet your disciple here today, it really is God's will! Some time ago, I heard that Lord Lu Feng's descendant appeared in the imperial capital, I thought it was fake, Lord Lu Feng is really still alive..." After the old man finished speaking, he felt that what he said was a bit inappropriate, turned around and knelt down in the direction of the imperial capital.

Zhan Wushuang was filled with emotion. He had never thought that his master had such a past. He helped the old man up and said, "Senior, my master is not in the imperial capital. He is now living in seclusion in Tianhai City. In this case, we are destined to meet. I still have many things I want to ask you."

The old man nodded quickly and said, "Sir, I cannot afford this. My surname is You and my given name is Zhong. Please feel free to ask me anything I know."

"Then please tell me about your family first, as well as things about ancient martial arts and cultivation." Zhan Wushuang looked at Youzhong expectantly.

You Zhong took a deep breath and said slowly: "Our family has lived in seclusion here for generations, and ancient martial arts is our family's inheritance. Our ancestor was one of the four kings appointed by Emperor Qin Feng 100,000 years ago. Later, Emperor Qin Feng disappeared inexplicably. Gradually, the imperial city changed, and the new emperor..."

You Zhong paused here, a look of pain appeared on his face, and then he continued: "The new emperor is cruel and suspicious by nature. He has severely suppressed our families who were once meritorious officials. Later, he went even further and even began to abolish the laws made by Emperor Qin Feng. Our ancestors opposed it and were assassinated by the new emperor. So we had to flee here and live in seclusion. But the royal family still refused to let us go. If it weren't for Lord Lu Feng's help, our family would have ceased to exist long ago!"

Zhan Wushuang frowned and sighed in his heart: The general who founded the country will never have a good end no matter where he goes! "What about cultivating immortals, senior?"

You Zhong sighed and continued, "Regarding cultivation, in fact, what we have passed down from generation to generation is a powerful method of cultivation. It is said that if you cultivate to the extreme, you can move mountains and fill the sea, and achieve immortality. But no one in our family has ever been able to truly succeed in cultivation, and we don't even know how to cultivate it. We only focus on studying ancient martial arts, hoping to protect our people with it."

Zhan Wushuang nodded thoughtfully, it seemed that it was also because of the lack of spiritual energy. "Then senior, do you know if there are other people or forces in Canghai Continent who know how to cultivate immortality?"

You Zhong shook his head and said, "I really don't know. We have lived in seclusion here for nearly 100,000 years and know very little about the outside world. But if there really is such a person or force, they will not easily expose themselves. Isn't Lord Lu Feng a cultivator? The old man has lived for nearly 100,000 years."

"My master is not an immortal cultivator!" Zhan Wushuang shook his head and gave a brief explanation.

"I see. Hey! Our ancestors also had a gem given by the Emperor. Later..."

"Senior You, they are getting impatient and are heading this way. I have to continue using a fake identity. I will explain to you later." Zhan Wushuang interrupted You Zhong. Xu Chu's telepathic voice told him that Zhao Fei'er and the others were getting impatient and are heading this way.

Zhan Wushuang raised his hand and put the mask back on. Zhao Feier and others soon appeared in Zhan Wushuang's sight.

Zhao Feier and others came closer and looked at Zhan Wushuang and You Zhong with doubts on their faces. Zhan Wushuang said quickly, "It's okay. I just talked to the senior about something. The senior invited us to visit his family."

You Zhong was slightly stunned and said, "Yes, I think it's getting late, so you should follow me back to the family territory to rest for a night."

Zhao Feier looked at them and felt that something was wrong, but she didn't ask any more questions. Then, everyone returned to the carriage together.

Zhan Wushuang kept thinking about what Youzhong said. There seemed to be many unknown secrets hidden in ancient martial arts and cultivation. He decided to discuss it with Youzhong tonight, so he said he wanted to go to his family's territory.

And You Zhong also looked at Zhan Wushuang from time to time, his heart full of curiosity and expectations about the disciple of this benefactor.