Yang Ge scratched his head, "So I have become a top-notch martial artist in the martial arts world? I don’t even feel that strong."
Yang Tiansheng said annoyed, "Can’t you understand human language? Your martial arts have greatly improved, elder masters have vacated their spots!"
Yang Ge laughed at him, "So between your dad and me, who is stronger or weaker?"
Yang Tiansheng scoffed, "With your level, my dad could beat three of you with one hand!"
Yang Ge dropped his smile, "No exaggeration?"
Yang Tiansheng hesitated, "Maybe a little exaggeration... Do you remember the Wei Heng we fought in the beginning of the year at Lu Ting?"
Yang Ge nodded, "I remember, that bearded eunuch, right."
Yang Tiansheng said, "I later asked my dad, and he said that if he made a move, he could win in twenty moves and kill him in a hundred!"
Yang Ge looked at him in shock, "Your dad isn’t bluffing, is he?"
Yang Tiansheng said angrily, "Would my dad deceive me?"
Yang Ge, "Why couldn’t your dad deceive you?"
Yang Tiansheng suddenly sprang up, "You go out and ask around, ’Golden Winged Great Peng’ Yang Yinghao of the Ming Sect, who wouldn’t show some respect..."
Yang Ge suddenly said, "If I remember correctly, uncle isn’t listed among the ’Four Elders, Seven Heroes, Twelve Notables,’ right?"
Yang Tiansheng’s face froze, and he heavily sat back down, grumbling morosely, "Talking like this, you’ll have no friends!"
Yang Ge, "I’m already calling him ’uncle,’ and I’ll have no friends?"
Yang Tiansheng beamed, "If you call me ’uncle,’ then you’ll have friends!"
Yang Ge gave him the middle finger.
He picked up his bowl and continued eating, "I can understand, the Twelve Notables are all top-notch martial artists at the Peak of the True Essence Realm, so does that mean the Seven Heroes are all Grandmaster-level extraordinary figures?"
Yang Tiansheng, "Ignorance... I’ll tell you, on this vast land of Shenzhou, the known extraordinary Grandmasters are only the Four Elders!"
"Taoist Master Feiyun of Quanzhen, the monk from Shaolin, White Lotus Sect’s Peacock Holy Mother, and our Sect Hierarch the Great Sun Buddha of the Ming Sect!"
"Buddha?"
Yang Ge looked curiously at the landlord’s dim-witted son who wore a proud expression, "Your Ming Sect came from Buddhist traditions? Then why are you snatching my beef? Wait, if your Ming Sect is Buddhist, how were you born?"
Yang Tiansheng hurriedly guarded his large bowl, leaning back tactically, "Indeed, our Ming Sect originated from Buddhist traditions, and in the early years, we really followed the precepts and abstained from meat. But over the years, no one cares about those old matters anymore. Eat what we should eat, sleep as we should sleep, no different from ordinary people!"
Yang Ge smoothed the hair on his temples, "From what you say, are all the world’s four great extraordinar...
Yang Tiansheng, "Of course you can, it’s just that there aren’t as many as our four big old brands... My dad says, as you progress further in the path of martial arts, the power of the spirit becomes more important. With our four big old brands having profound legacies that include training the power of the spirit, it is easier for us to break through the earthly limitation to achieve the Grandmaster stature."
After a pause, he added, "But that’s just slightly easier. Whether you can break through or not depends on natural talent and circumstances. Sometimes, generations may pass with mediocre talent and it may take over a hundred years to produce a Grandmaster, which is pretty normal."
Yang Ge muttered ’extraordinary’ twice, nodding, "That name fits well. Then the Seven Heroes? Since they are not Grandmasters, why are they ranked separately?"
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Yang Tiansheng, "The Seven Heroes are seven top-notch martial artists who possess exceptional skills in certain martial arts forms, share some of a Grandmaster’s strength, and have the highest chance to achieve the stature of a Grandmaster!"
"Unfortunately, though the rankings of these Seven Heroes have changed over the years for more than a decade, none have succeeded in reaching the Grandmaster Realm."
Yang Ge, pointing at himself, chuckled, "So, do you think I have the look of a Grandmaster?"
Yang Tiansheng glanced at him disdainfully, "I see you having the look of a pile of dog crap..."
Yang Ge, enraged, got up to grab the large bowl from his hand, "Spit it all out!"
Yang Tiansheng, clinging to his bowl, buried his face in it and furiously shoveled rice, mumbling, "I’ve already eaten it all, and you expect me to spit it out? Grandma!"
Yang Ge sat back on the stool, "Always fails at what he does, but never gets enough of what he eats!"
Yang Tiansheng, lifting his face from the bowl, indistinctly said, "You really aren’t worried about the assassins from that restaurant?"
Yang Ge, while eating, "It’s not like an assassin at the level of the ’Four Elders, Seven Heroes, Twelve Notables’ would come after me, right?"
Yang Tiansheng shook his head, "Definitely not!"
Yang Ge, "As long as that’s not the case, I won’t die..."