Getting Stronger By Chapter 475 Little Three Seven1

Chapter 475: Chapter 475 Little Three Seven_1

Thus, the Old Man simply played along with Wang Zhan’s sche, snorted coldly at him, his eyes brimming with ill intent. "Be more cautious in the future. Otherwise, in your dealings with others, you won’t just fail to gain much advantage, you’ll definitely end up suffering a great loss!"

Presently, the two of them seed to tacitly agree to gloss over everything that had happened, as if nothing at all had transpired. The atmosphere was unusually harmonious!

But if the little brat standing beside them could have been replaced by any observant adult, even an ordinary person, they would have likely seen the truth with a single glance! These two individuals, appearing so at ease, exchanging unperturbed smiles as if genuinely earnest and sincere—their interaction was, in reality, fraught with treacherous undercurrents! All the hidden swords and spears were buried beneath their smiles. The only things they openly displayed were those smiles—each with distinctly different expressions and anings, yet both seeming to convey a mutual, unspoken understanding. Though the sun shone brightly, it would undoubtedly and imperceptibly send a chill down the spine of anyone who witnessed it. This is probably what they an by ’a dagger hidden behind a smile’!

Of course, as far as Wang Zhan was concerned, the Old Man’s earlier words had already conveyed his intentions to Wang Zhan with perfect, unmistakable accuracy. This ti, because of the child’s presence, and to avoid ruining his reputation in his later years, the Old Man suffering a small loss was of little consequence to him. But next ti, if that boy, Wang Zhan, dared to pull the sa stunt again, trying to fool him with all sorts of nonsensical excuses... HUMPH! The Old Man’s warning would translate into actual action.

However, for Wang Zhan, this outco only made the smile on his face even brighter. No big deal. Next ti, I’ll just put a little more thought into it, cook up a couple more ideas, and give this Old Man a more suitable excuse to fool him!

How could the Old Man know that Wang Zhan had managed to fool him this ti? Partly, it was because Wang Zhan had encountered so problems, so, left with no choice, he had to transform into a "black-hearted fox" version of himself and completely brush the matter aside. On the other hand, it was also because Wang Zhan, through his earlier observations of the Old Man, had already ford so tentative ideas. And now, he was rely testing the waters!

Of course, this process had sowhat exceeded Wang Zhan’s expectations. Because this Old Master Zao, whose mind was consud with winning and losing—despite being eighty or ninety years old, he acted like a child of seven, eight, or nine. Alas, this appearance of senility seed rather bleak, so bleak that even Wang Zhan felt a twinge of pity.

However, although the Old Man didn’t easily allow Wang Zhan to achieve his intentions, he simultaneously revealed another key weakness to Wang Zhan. Fa and fortune! It was just like that little wolf cub Wang Zhan had given Qin Ying—before it was even trained, it had already learned to roll over and show its belly to curry favor. Utterly adorable! Covered in spines, yet full of weaknesses! Truly endearing.

Therefore, for Wang Zhan, although he seed to have humbled himself once again for no apparent reason, he had definitely achieved his goal! Because, on one hand, he had not only glimpsed so of the Old Man’s weaknesses. Of course, Wang Zhan would still verify these weaknesses bit by bit in their future interactions. After all, the one opposite him was also an old fox; it could well be a deliberately feigned vulnerability, a trap to lure Wang Zhan in. On the other hand, Wang Zhan had even discerned the Old Man’s Essence Energy recovery level, which was around fifty to sixty percent!

Wang Zhan’s gaze gradually deepened as he silently pondered. This ans that in about two hours, he might recover about half his combat power? With this, his understanding of the intricacies of Martial Emperors in general had deepened further. He imdiately made a secret resolution. Since a Martial Emperor Expert’s recovery speed is so formidable, almost inexhaustible and continuous, then if I get the chance, I’d better finish him off quickly. I need to prevent him from suddenly recovering his full strength and dragging

into a protracted battle. After all, who can be sure that in a battle of attrition, the opponent isn’t hiding so trump card, sothing that could kill in a single blow and unexpectedly turn the tables?

Although Wang Zhan himself was a character with cheat-like advantages, able to recover his Essence Energy and vital energy anyti, anywhere, one must never beco arrogant.

However, what Wang Zhan hadn’t anticipated was that while his wishful thinking had ultimately co to fruition, the expert image he had constructed in Three Seven’s mind instantly collapsed, leaving nothing but a complete ss! And then there was the little brat, his eyes sowhat astonished before he quickly shut his mouth, his gaze becoming evasive.

Because, if Three Seven rembered correctly, the powerful Martial Artist big brother before him had clearly stayed in his own ho for a full hour and a half without making any move at all. Therefore, even though Three Seven was just a nine-year-old child, his mature ntality imdiately led him to a realization. In other words, if this big brother Martial Artist isn’t actually so powerful that he doesn’t need to ditate to rapidly recover his realm and strength, then isn’t he deceiving this Old Man before ? This Old Man who looks like he’s at death’s door, with his snow-white hair and beard and kind, benevolent features, yet sohow seems even more childish than , a re nine-year-old boy?

Of course, as the only little brat Wang Zhan had pulled out of this small city, although Three Seven didn’t understand many things, he understood one thing much more clearly than anyone else: he absolutely must not cause Wang Zhan to lose face. And he absolutely, positively must not reveal that Wang Zhan was deceiving soone. Otherwise, based on the understanding of Wang Zhan’s character that I’ve developed in the short ti I’ve known him, I’m afraid he really would kill

to silence , wouldn’t he?

So, Three Seven suddenly thought, No wonder my older brother always used to say that if a person isn’t smart, and lacks the flexible, cunning wisdom of a fox, then even if he becos a Martial Artist, he’ll never be a formidable one. He’ll just be a Martial Artist who’s rely coasting along! Because those guys who only know how to show off their biceps are already dead the instant before a battle even begins! The ones who survive are the truly formidable characters, the kind who are one in a thousand, one in ten thousand.

So, this ti, this little fellow, much like Wang Zhan who had also erged from the slums, finally experienced a lesson in societal ways that no one can avoid or escape: a world of mutual deception!

Afterward, before Three Seven had even begun his journey on the path of martial arts, he had already gained a deeper understanding of the darker side of human nature. And ironically, the root of all this perceived wickedness ca from the very big brother Martial Artist standing before him—the one who had brought him out, whom he was slowly beginning to accept, the one who had pulled him from the mire!

Therefore, for the first ti, a clear thought ford in his mind: "No wonder my brother died... No wonder these true Martial Artists can beco so incredibly powerful. So, it’s because... they’re really all like a bunch of old foxes!" After all, how can one successfully reach the West and obtain the scriptures without enduring the eighty-one tribulations?

For this reason, Three Seven gradually beca enlightened. It was as if, building upon his already keen six senses, a seventh had awakened. And he understood what truly ford the solid foundation for becoming a powerful Martial Artist. Wisdom!

The changes in this little fellow were, naturally, also noticed by the other two. Instantly, the Old Man asked via voice transmission, "Boy, what are you doing bringing such a little brat back? There’s no place for him to survive in Quan State. Following us is a dead end for him..."

Wang Zhan’s lips moved slightly, and he responded to the Old Man in a voice Three Seven definitely couldn’t hear, "Just consider

a ddler! I ca from the slums too. In fact, if it weren’t for so fortunate encounters I had, my fate might have been no better than his brother’s, at best..."

After listening, the Old Man remained silent for a while. He was a Martial Emperor, after all. And even the weakest Martial Emperor’s ntal energy, in terms of solidity, would definitely surpass Wang Zhan’s. Not to ntion, this Old Man before him actually hailed from the mysterious Qin Family—a Family that had always prided itself on its heritage of ntal energy cultivation! Therefore, naturally, he had also seen, tucked inside the little brat’s backpack, sothing with his brother’s na crudely carved on it. Though it was just two words: ’Brother’!

So, the Old Man, in a rare mont, said to Wang Zhan, "His Talent is average, his vital energy is diffuse, but his strength lies in his spirit. However, at least ninety percent of his future prospects are likely to co to nothing. So, what’s his na?"

Wang Zhan’s lips curved slightly. "His nickna... Three Seven!"

A child with no na. However, it was also clear that the old fellow’s assessnt of the little brat was almost identical to his own. The only difference was that Wang Zhan, who had mostly relied on his own tenacious will to get where he was, believed more than anyone that man’s determination can triumph over fate! Therefore, he didn’t care whether this little brat might die prematurely or lose hope of advancent. Because one thing I can be sure of is that soone with his background and willpower definitely won’t give up halfway.

Upon hearing Wang Zhan’s words, the Old Man mumbled to himself, "Three Seven... Three Seven... Three Seven... What kind of parent would give their child a na like that!"