Volume 1: The King's Son Chapter 13 Family Trial
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Without thinking, Wang Bing could guess who it was just by listening to the strong voice !
Who else could it be other than his father Wang Zhongshu.
But Wang Bing was a little surprised. Didn’t they agree that no one was allowed to visit him during the period of his cultivation?
But when he saw Wang Ai following behind his father, he stopped talking.
The people who set the rules are here, let alone others!
"Little Namiko!"
Wang Zhongshu stepped forward and hugged his eldest son, put his hands on his shoulders, and looked Wang Bing up and down for a long time.
"You've become stronger and darker, but... why did you cut your head bald?" Wang Zhongshu was a little surprised to see Wang Bing's current appearance.
Wang Bing bowed to Wang Ai and Wang Zhongshu and said, "Grandpa, father!"
Wang Ai nodded, looked at Wang Bing, and was also very satisfied.
"It's more convenient to cut my head bald!"
Wang Bing smiled and said, "I don't know why you and father came here..."
"We have to come and see the results, right?"
Wang Ai was sitting in the pergola. When he saw the tiger lying on the ground not far away, he nodded slightly. He had great trust in his precious baby.
He waved his hand and said, "Zhongshu, have a good chat with your son. I think you have missed him very much during this period!"
Wang Zhongshu naturally understood what the old man meant , and pulled Wang Bing towards the fields nearby.
After Wang Zhongshu and his son walked away, Wang Ai took a cup of tea from Uncle Dong and asked, "Wang Ying, thank you for your hard work during this period!"
"You are too kind, sir!"
The middle-aged man is named Wang Ying. Just like his name, he is the shadow of the Wang family and also Wang Ai's bodyguard. After all, Wang Ai's fighting ability is not as good as Lu Jin and Lu Ci, so naturally he has to find a bodyguard.
"How is Wang Bing doing these days?"
After chatting for a while, Wang Ai finally told the purpose of his visit.
"Just one step away, God will succeed!" Wang Ying spoke very concisely.
"Um?"
Wang Ai, who was about to bring the teacup to his mouth, was also stunned. His old eyes widened slightly and he turned to look at Wang Ying, as if he wanted to confirm it again.
"Just one step away, God will succeed!" Wang Ying said again.
"real?"
"It's true..." Wang Ying said affirmatively.
Hearing this, Wang Ai put the teacup on the wooden table, his hands still trembling slightly. He calmed down and asked, "What do you think of his secret painting..."
"I don't know, but it's feasible!" Wang Ying continued.
"Do you think Tong'er can teach?" Wang Ai asked.
"Mr. Tong, I'm afraid that's not possible..."
Wang Ying said directly: "Mr. Tong is a bit rigid, I'm afraid his style doesn't suit me!"
"Then... do you think that when Bing'er masters the divine paint and secret painting, he can become a saint?" Wang Ai asked again.
Of course, what we are talking about here is holy, not the Most Holy. There is only one Most Holy!
This saint refers to the saint of painting!
In fact, what Wang Ai wanted to say was whether Wang Bing was qualified to reproduce the skills of the painting saint Wu Daozi!
"I don't know..." Wang Ying said.
After Wang Zhongshu and his son came back, Wang Ai smiled amiably and waved to Wang Bing, signaling him to come over.
"Grandpa!" Wang bowed.
"Yeah, that's good, calm and relaxed!"
Wang Ai nodded, leaning on his cane and saying, "This time your father and I came here to see how your practice has been going recently. To be honest, it has exceeded my grandfather's expectations. You are worthy of being the Qilin son of my Wang family!"
"You're too kind!" Wang Bing said with his head down.
"Haha, not bad, not bad!"
Wang Ai stroked his short beard and continued, "As for the second thing, aren't we about to enter the second half of the year? Our Wang family will have a clan competition at the end of the year!"
"First, to see how the younger generations of the clan are doing in their cultivation; second, ..."
Wang Ai said seriously: "It also determines who is qualified to practice the Soul Binding and General Dispatching Technique!"
Wang Bing knew this. For example, Wang Fu knew the best student that year, so he was qualified to learn the art of summoning spirits and dispatching generals.
"After all, this is one of the Eight Great Skills. It's not impossible for me to make an exception and give it to you directly, but Grandpa wants you to try it!" Wang Ai said.
"That's no problem."
Wang Bing's expression did not change at all. "But, I heard that there are some rumors in the family, targeting me! Even if I beat all of them, I don't think they will accept it!"
"Hey, I didn't tell you to compete with them!"
Wang Ai waved his hand and said, "Comparing yourself with them is bullying. Grandpa has prepared a test specifically for you. Of course, the requirements are much higher than those for other people. As long as you can convince the elders of our family, that's enough!"
"I remember that besides my grandfather and second grandfather, there seemed to be two other elders in the clan. They should be from my great-grandmother's side..."
"Yes, four in total!"
Wang Ai said: "As long as you can get three of the four of them to agree, then you will be qualified to learn how to summon spirits and send generals!"
"Okay! No problem. It seems I need to make a sprint during this period of time!" Wang Bing smiled, as if he was sure of victory!
"Haha, that's it, this confidence is what we want!"
Wang Ai said, "My child, you should be more confident in the future. You are an excellent person among your peers! Don't always feel inferior. The young men in my Wang family are all great!"
"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your concern, Grandpa!" Wang nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I've been here for a little too long, Wang Ying!"
Wang Ai stood up, looked at Wang Ying behind him, and said very seriously: "I'll leave Bing'er to you!"
"Don't worry, sir!" Wang Ying lowered his head slightly.
…
"Uncle Ying, what is the clan test you are talking about? Why haven't I seen it at home before?" Wang Bing asked.
Wang Ying thought for a moment and said, "Clan tests are usually not held at home! Usually they are held at the old house!"
“I see…”
Wang Bing pondered for a while and asked, "Then... Uncle Ying, what are these tests..."
"Compare the quality of Qi, the state of mind, the martial arts, and the physical fitness!" Wang Ying said while counting on his fingers.
“I see…”
"You don't actually have to worry about the first two items!"
Wang Ying poured a glass of water for Wang Bing and said, "In terms of Qi, you are considered very outstanding in our family. As for the state of mind... hehe, it would be great if those little brats could achieve the state of being free from life and joy!"
"Okay... then do you think I'm a freak?" Wang Bing showed rare interest in joking.
"You are indeed quite perverted!" Wang Ying nodded directly.
“…”
Why do I feel that your words are ambiguous? Wang Bing complained in his heart.
"What you lack now is martial arts..."
Wang Ying thought for a moment and said, "To be honest, I'm not very good at boxing and kicking... Is there anything you want to learn?"
"Martial arts..."
Wang Bing was stunned. He really didn't know which martial arts was better...
"Why not try your shooting skills!" Wang Ying suggested.
