Chapter 1149: Chapter 1149: Insufficient Foundation
"What? You still want to spar with this old man?"
Kun Yun stood up and said, "Letting you two have a match is just to evaluate this kid’s current strength, not to make you fight to the death. If you want to do that, then go find Lin Tian now."
"Humph!"
The siblings snorted at the same time, clearly dissatisfied.
"If you want to continue fighting, I have no objections. It’s your body that will suffer anyway."
Kun Yun glanced at Wang Sicong and said, "I noticed something earlier: even though you’ve inherited the legacy, you have a body full of strength but are only using fifty to sixty percent of it. Your foundation is still too weak."
"What do you mean? My foundation is still weak?" Wang Sicong frowned in displeasure, knowing his own strengths. He felt abundant energy within him; not just about inner strength, but his muscular body. How could that be a weak foundation?
"Old as I am, you can’t deny it. Your Foundation Establishment is poor; your bones are too weak and your meridians are not cleared. Aren’t these foundational issues?" Kun Yun said.
Wang Sicong was noncommittal; the old man did make a bit of sense.
"I ask you, do you feel any discomfort in your body now? Sense it carefully before answering!" Kun Yun emphasized.
"Hmm." Wang Sicong nodded. After a while, he said, "My heart is beating very fast and strongly; there’s some palpitations, and it can’t calm down."
"Exactly, that’s due to insufficient foundation. If the fighting continues, the rapid heartbeat might lead to bleeding from all seven orifices," Kun Yun said.
Wang Sicong was taken aback, "Is it that serious?!"
"What? You don’t believe what the old man says?"
"..."
With a light snort, Kun Yun continued, "Besides, you don’t even know any formal techniques. How can you exert your inner strength? Just using your fists is a waste of your talent!"
Wang Sicong sighed softly, thinking that after gaining the legacy he’d elevate from mortal to godhood, yet he still had so many issues.
Wang Sijing watched from the side with amusement, happy to see him humbled.
"Can you gauge his strength through his bursts of power?" Kun Yun looked at Wang Sijing and asked.
Wang Sijing nodded, "He should be at the early to mid-stage of the Golden Core. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have had such a hard time going against him."
"Hmm, better than I expected. Let’s work on building a solid foundation for you, or it would be a real waste," Kun Yun said.
"Sounds easy. Isn’t this process going to take at least a year or two?" Wang Sijing said coldly.
Kun Yun chuckled indifferently, "Nothing is impossible. Just give me a week. It’s merely about Foundation Establishment and clearing meridians. I have ways for that, though the process might be hard to endure."
Raising an eyebrow at Wang Sicong, Kun Yun asked, "Kid, can you handle it?"
"Hah, could it possibly be more painful than being in the underground palace?" Wang Sicong patted his chest and said, "I never feared anything since I was born."
"Hahaha, that’s good." Kun Yun laughed heartily, although the hint of menace in his smile went unnoticed.
Foundation Establishment, as its name suggests, is about building a foundation. Kun Yun promised to settle it within a week, meaning significant side effects are inevitable.
But he didn’t care about that. Others may suffer, but as long as he’s unaffected, why should he concern himself?
As long as he could kill Lin Tian and Xu Xianrong, losing some members of the Wang Family wouldn’t matter!
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Recently, the internet was abuzz with news about Jiang Pan Die. However, she hadn’t shown herself to the public, merely updating a message: focusing on preparing for her concert and new album, promising to surprise everyone!
That stirred a thousand waves with one stone. Within an hour, the likes, shares, and comments on this post soared. Interestingly, nearly half the people were strongly requesting that Lin Tian be invited to the next concert again.
This is the charm of a personality.
The other day, Lin Tian only sang three songs on stage, yet each video went viral on the internet, surpassing even those of Jiang Pan Die.
But the public might be disappointed, as Lin Tian likely won’t attend next time. The reason is simple: he doesn’t want to.
Today is the day Qiansimei Company signs a contract with Jiang Pan Die, making her the group’s spokesperson, meaning every product would be endorsed by Jiang Pan Die. This benefits both parties.
After signing the contract, Jiang Pan Die planned to head back home but was asked to stay because the chairman of Qiansimei wanted to treat her to a meal.
The chairman of Qiansimei?
Jiang Pan Die was momentarily puzzled, but she agreed. She wasn’t sure of their intentions.
The dinner was arranged at a star-rated restaurant next to Xianglong Building. Upon entering the private room, Jiang Pan Die found a group of people already waiting—seven or eight in total—and among them was a familiar face, Lin Tian!
"What’s he doing here?" Jiang Pan Die wondered, slightly bewildered but still graciously greeted everyone.
"Hello, I’m Bai Shishi, chairman of Qiansimei." A woman dressed in white office wear stood up from her chair. She was truly beautiful, exuding an intellectual charm, especially with her full figure drawing much attention.
"Hello, Miss Bai." Jiang Pan Die shook her hand.
Then, Bai Shishi introduced the people in the room to her. Of course, Lin Tian was skipped over, as Bai Shishi knew they were long-time acquaintances.
It turned out that the people in the room were all Qiansimei employees, mostly from the advertising and PR departments. Even the chairman personally came, showing how much importance was placed.
Jiang Pan Die suddenly understood; they must be planning to shoot an advertisement. But shouldn’t this be scheduled beforehand?
Looking at Tong behind her, Jiang Pan Die noticed Tong was equally puzzled, clearly having no idea what was going on.
After exchanging pleasantries, everyone took their seats. Interestingly, Bai Shishi sat between Lin Tian and Jiang Pan Die, as if stopping the little rascal from flirting with the young girl.
"Let’s start with the food; we can talk over the meal." Bai Shishi instructed the waiter.
Dish after dish with great color, aroma, and taste was placed on the table, yet no one dared to pick up their chopsticks. Joking aside, with the chairman not eating yet, who dared to move first?
But there was one person who dared.
Lin Tian acted as if no one was around, picking up his chopsticks and helping himself to the dishes.
Bai Shishi gave him a sidelong glance, thinking, you’re a director, yet you’re simply eating on your own?
"Alright alright, all the dishes are here, so don’t wait around. Everybody, start eating."
With that, Bai Shishi took a bottle of wine from the table, proactively poured Jiang Pan Die a glass, and smiled, "Try this wine, how is it?"
