I injured that man, and his name was Yingying.

A light sentence made Old Lady Ning and Lin Fengjue stunned on the spot.

After a while, Old Lady Ning came to her senses and shouted, "Damn it, what did you say?"

"I beat Ying Ying just now." Ning Yuan shrugged, looking like he didn't care at all.

Seeing his appearance, the old lady was heartbroken and asked quickly: "You really beat the eldest princess to win...?"

"Yes." Ning Yuan nodded.

"Bastard, are you so brave, you dare to offend the eldest princess?" Hearing this, Old Lady Ning looked angry, but she sat more steadily.

Seeing this, Lin Feng, who came back to his senses, couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't know what the old lady really thought. He shook his head, looked at Ning Yuan, and said, "Yuan'er, why did you have a conflict with His Royal Highness again?"

"Yeah." Ning Yuan pondered for a moment, and then said very simply: "I met her and saw that she was unhappy, so I beat her."

"You..." Looking at Ning Yuan who didn't even make excuses, Lin Fengjue had no idea what to say for a moment.

In response, Ning Yuan smiled and said, "Uncle Lin Er, just think that Ning Yuan is ignorant of being polite. For this matter of apprenticeship, let's forget about this."

"You...forget it. Since you said that Yuan'er, why should I force others to do anything?"

Lin Fengjue shook his head, looked at the old lady beside him, and said, "Old lady, Fengjue has official duties, so he will say goodbye first and come to visit you next time you have time."

Hearing this, Old Lady Ning smiled faintly and said, "Since the commander still has something to do, I won't force myself to stay. Ning Fu, send it to the commander."

After a light sentence, I exposed the matter of getting a disciple just now.

In response to this, Lin Fengjue smiled bitterly on his face, turned to Ning Yuan, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Yuan'er, young and crazy, and the struggle for intentions is understandable. But everything must be done in moderation, and you must not ignore the overall situation because of a momentary aura."

After saying that, Lin Feng would never say much and turned around and left.

Looking at Lin Fengjue's leaving figure, Old Lady Ning shook her head and sighed softly, with a hint of pity in her eyes.

Ning Yuan did not react much to Lin Fengjue's departure. He sat directly on the chair beside him and poured himself a cup of tea slowly.

"Yuan'er."

Seeing him looking indifferent, Old Lady Ning knocked on the dragon head crook in her hand and asked, "Did you really beat Ying Ying?"

Ning Yuan was speechless about this: "Yes, grandma, how many times do you want to listen to it?"

"You are really promising. You dare to beat that girl." Old Mrs. Ning couldn't help but say a word to him, but there was a look of praise in her eyes.

Ning Yuan injured Ying Ying, and the old lady Ning was not only not angry, but was very happy.

Why? It’s because Ning Yuan has a promising future.

Who is Ying Ying? Not only the eldest princess of the Qin Dynasty, but also a genius trained by the Qin Dynasty royal family and the owner of the Tianfeng bloodline. In terms of fame, it is not much inferior to Ji Wushuang. Now he is beaten by his grandson Ning Yuan. Doesn’t this mean that his grandson is even stronger than Ying Ying?

Based on this alone, Old Lady Ning should be happy.

As for whether Ning Yuan was in trouble, the old lady didn't care. This kid had caused very little trouble, and it was not bad this time or twice. Although he beat the princess of the Qin royal family this time, so what? The Ning family has not yet asked for an explanation for the last time. You are the princess of your royal family to cheat people. Isn't my Ning family allowed to take action? It would be fine if you smile over the matter between the younger generation. If you really have to be serious, who is afraid of whom!

Thinking of this, the old lady couldn't help but smile on her face and said to Ning Yuan: "Yuan'er, Ying Ying is not weak, how can you hurt her?"

Hearing this, Ning Yuan shook his head and told the old lady what happened in the Divine Soldier Pavilion.

After a moment, Old Lady Ning, who understood the incident, couldn't help laughing, but then turned cold and shouted: "You are just a little trick. If you see through Ying Ying, what should you do?"

Ning Yuan smiled indifferently: "Isn't this not seeing through?"

The old lady snorted coldly and said, "You should do less of this kind of opportunistic thing in the future. If you don't say enough, you did a good job this time. You deserve to be the child of my Ning family. No matter who she is, you can't be stepped on by someone. It's just a pity that Lin Fengjue is one of the few first-class strong men in the Great Qin Empire. With his teachings, it will benefit you a lot. Alas..."

Finally, Old Lady Ning couldn't help but sigh again. If possible, Old Lady still hopes that Lin Fengjue can take Ning Yuan into his subordinates. In this way, the Ning family not only has one more ally, but Ning Yuan also has another good master, which will be of great benefit to his future martial arts practice.

But as Ning Yuan said that he injured Ying Ying, Lin Fengjue was destined to be unable to accept him as a disciple.

Because Lin Fengjue is the confidant of Qin Emperor Ying Tianque, he is definitely on the side of the Qin royal family.

Now Ning Yuan beat Ying Ying. To put it in a small way, it was a struggle between the younger generations, but to put it in a big way, he despised the royal family, and even planned to rebel, especially because he didn't even look for a reason, and just said that Ying Ying was unhappy and took action. This attitude was so obvious that it could not be obvious.

Although this alone is not enough to make the Ning family and the royal family openly confront each other, it is enough to let Lin Fengjue avoid it.

Lin Fengjue also understood this, so he left tactfully, and before leaving, he persuaded Ning Yuan, hoping that he could let go of the grudges between him and Ying Ying.

But unfortunately, Ning Yuan did not accept it, and the old lady didn't have this idea. Otherwise, the old lady wouldn't have let the butler Ning Fu see him off.

As for the attitude the royal family will have after receiving this news, the old lady doesn't care, because it is nothing more than two possibilities, either one side compromises or the two sides start a war.

Compromise, the Ning family does not have the word "compromise" in their bones.

As for the war, so what? How have the Ning family ever been afraid of fighting?

In this world where the strong are respected, there is no blood. How can we pass on it?

Seeing that the old lady looked a pity, Ning Yuan comforted her and said, "Grandma, I will practice the Yuan-Swallowing Master, whether I can be a disciple or not."

"What do you know?" Old Lady Ning glared at him and said, "This martial arts practice is not just the foundation of the mysterious skill, combat experience, martial arts and techniques. These cannot be achieved by just burying hard work. You will definitely be more likely to be arbitrary and lucky. If there is another time, then it will be easy for Yingying to lose. So you don't have to run out in the future and ask Wushuang for advice. How can you, a brother, always keep protecting your little sister, and what do you say when you say it?"

Ning Ying was severely hit by the old lady, but he had to bite the bullet and say, "Grandma taught me a lesson, I understand."

Seeing that he didn't care about it, the old lady snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, go down and practice well. Although your qualifications are poor, diligence can make up for your shortcomings. As long as you practice diligently, you will definitely achieve something in the future."

"Yes." Ning Yuan was concerned about the blood dragon gall, so he naturally had no idea to leave. He responded and turned around and left.

Looking at Ning Yuan leaving, the old lady shook her head, but there was a look of relief on her face, and she murmured: "Husband, the soldiers are short of soldiers. Yuan'er has grown up and has a future. She will definitely support our Ning family in the future. Don't worry..."

Not to mention the thoughts of Mrs. Ning, when Ning Yuan returned to his residence, there were already several maids waiting, each maid holding a wooden box in his hand.

Seeing Ning Yuan come back, a maid stepped forward and whispered: "Young Master, this is the martial arts that the butler has brought for you. There are nine books in total, all of which are gunshot techniques. Among them, there are two books in the fourth grade gunshot techniques, three books in the fifth grade gunshot techniques, and four books in the sixth grade gunshot techniques."

"The efficiency of this service is pretty good." Ning Yuan nodded and stepped forward to take out a fourth-grade gunshot martial arts from the wooden box.

"Wind and Thunder Gun!"

"Fourth grade marksmanship."

"The gun is swift and thunder, and it is fast and fierce. You need to understand the meaning of thunder and use your intention to control the gun to exert the maximum power."

"What the hell is this thunder?" Ning Yuan couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the introduction of the Feng Lei Gun. It took him a while to recall that this martial arts cannot be cultivated by practicing, especially the martial arts with higher grades, which require extremely high talent and understanding, as well as essential cultivation foundations.

Just like this Fenglei gun, it is a strong and powerful true energy, and if you want to understand the true meaning, you have to understand the meaning of thunder and practice day and night to master this fourth-grade gun technique.

This made Ning Yuan suddenly feel troubled. True energy? Does he have qualifications? Does he do it? Is his understanding, let alone.

How can I practice this?

"Forget it, the high-level ones are not good, are the low-level ones not good?" Thinking of this, Ning Yuan shook his head helplessly, put down the wind and thunder gun, and picked up another secret book of gunshots.

"Breaking Cloud Gun."

"Sixth grade marksmanship."

"This gun technique focuses on agile changes. If the gun breaks the cloud, one blow will kill you. Only when the true qi is assisted can you exert the maximum power."

"No." Seeing the last line of words, Ning Yuan shook his head a little depressed.

These gun techniques are not weak, but to be honest, they are not suitable for Ning Yuan, because these gun techniques require the activation of true qi to exert their maximum power.

This is also natural. After all, the source of human warriors' strength is the true qi in the dantian, so the martial arts created naturally need to be complementary to this true qi.

However, Ning Yuan cannot cultivate true qi. If he insists on practicing these marksmanship, not only will the progress be slow, it will be even more impossible to cultivate to a profound level, and it will not be able to exert much power.

Therefore, these martial arts are simply useless to Ning Yuan.

This is the disadvantage of practicing the Yuan-Swallowing Practice.

However, Ning Yuan pondered for a moment, suddenly understood something, got up and said to a maid, "Go and get a basic gunshot."

"Yes, young master!" Although the maid didn't know what Ning Yuan wanted to do for no reason, she nodded very obediently and turned away from the yard.

When the maid left, Ning Yuan smiled, looked at the Blood Dragon Dan in front of him, and murmured: "I don't believe that I can't play with you."
Chapter completed!