novelapdf Chapter 163 The Chosen One?
Chapter 163 The Chosen One?
Jiang Hao was momentarily speechless. Goodness, that's quite a unique reason.
Are robbers impressive? Aren't they just roadside robbers?
Jiang Hao asked curiously, "Did you manage to grab a lot of stuff?"
"Oh, not much." Upon hearing this, the three robbers were instantly embarrassed.
Jiang Hao glanced at the three men's poor appearance and then at their silly and foolish manner, and knew that they were unprofessional.
The square-faced man noticed Jiang Hao's strange gaze and awkwardly scratched his head. Annoyed and embarrassed, he quickly changed the subject, slung the knife over his shoulder, and said:
"Stop talking nonsense. I can tell you're not being honest. You're definitely hiding something good on him. Second brother, third brother, search him!"
"Okay, big brother!"
The three of them rubbed their hands together, ready to step forward.
Jiang Hao warned, "You guys be careful not to get struck by lightning."
"Will he be struck by lightning? I don't believe it."
The square-faced man grinned and reached into Jiang Hao's arms.
Just as his fingers were about to touch Jiang Hao's clothes.
"Snap!"
A sudden clap of thunder exploded in the clear sky without warning!
The sound was extremely loud, causing eardrums to ache.
"Oh my god!"
The three robbers trembled with fear, and the square-faced man almost jumped up.
They looked up at the sky in alarm, only to see a clear blue sky, without a single cloud or gloom.
"B-Big brother..." the thin man's voice trembled, "This...this is broad daylight, why...why is there thunder?"
The square-faced man was also bewildered, swallowing hard: "I...I don't know, this is really weird..."
Jiang Hao looked up at the sky and laughed, "See? I told you, you guys should be careful not to get struck by lightning for doing this kind of thing."
The three looked at the sky with suspicion, then at the ordinary old man in front of them, unable to see anything unusual.
"Maybe...it's just a coincidence?" the short man whispered.
The square-faced man steadied himself, trying to bolster his courage: "Right! It's a coincidence, what's there to be afraid of? Keep searching!"
He reached out again, this time targeting Jiang Hao's sleeve.
"Boom!"
Another thunderclap.
It was even louder than the previous sound, as if it had cleaved right above their heads!
The three of them were so frightened that they jumped up, covered their heads, and scurried away a few steps, their faces pale.
"B-Big brother...no, this is definitely not right!" The skinny man's legs were cramping.
The short man looked at Jiang Hao, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Pointing at Jiang Hao, he stammered, "Was it...was it you who did this?"
Jiang Hao's eyes widened, looking even more surprised and innocent than they were:
"Me? You can't wrong this old man! You all saw it yourselves. I'm completely powerless, with no cultivation whatsoever. How could I possibly pull any tricks? If I had that kind of ability, would I be standing here letting you rob me?"
That's a reasonable and logical statement.
The three robbers exchanged glances. "Right," they thought, "if this old man really had the ability to summon lightning, would he have needed to waste words with us earlier? He would have already struck down with lightning."
The square-faced man scratched his head, a little confused: "It seems...that's true."
The skinny man was also confused: "Then this thunder..."
"Perhaps...perhaps we didn't check the almanac before we went out today?" The short man offered a guess that even he himself found absurd.
The three huddled together and whispered for a while, and finally the square-faced man made up his mind:
"Who cares? The thunder's over, but we still have to get things done. Brothers, let's go again. Let's get this done quickly. We haven't made a sale in ages. We have to make one today, or we'll be laughed at to death."
They took a deep breath, mustered their fierce momentum again, and surrounded Jiang Hao once more, ready to complete this bumpy business deal.
Just then.
"stop!"
A clear shout came from the other end of the mountain road.
Two figures rushed over and arrived in the blink of an eye. They were two teenagers, one about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a handsome face and a calm and resolute gaze.
The other one was very muscular, a size larger than the average person.
The handsome young man glanced at the scene, and without saying a word, he flashed to the square-faced man's side.
Before the square-faced man could react, his wrist was grabbed, and a skillful force sent numbness through his arm, causing the knife to clatter to the ground.
The stronger boy stepped forward and blocked the path between the skinny man and the short man. Although he did not make a move immediately, his fierce aura had already made the two men afraid to move.
"Robbery in broad daylight, especially against an old man, you guys are really something." The handsome young man's voice was calm, but it was tinged with coldness.
The square-faced man struggled, only to find the hands gripping him like iron clamps. Realizing he'd met his match, he quickly forced a smile and said, "Young hero, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! We were just joking with the old man!"
"Yes, yes, just kidding!" The skinny man and the short man quickly chimed in, their faces pale.
The handsome young man glanced at Jiang Hao.
Jiang Hao then put on an innocent expression.
The handsome young man released his grip and said coldly, "Get lost."
The three men felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They picked up their knives and ran into the woods without looking back, forgetting even to say the polite phrase, "The mountains don't move, but the water does."
The burly young man immediately came over and asked Jiang Hao with concern, "Old man, are you alright? Are you hurt?"
Jiang Hao waved his hand and let out a long sigh of relief: "It's nothing, it's nothing. Thank you both for saving me, otherwise this old man would have been robbed today."
The handsome young man turned around, clasped his hands in a respectful greeting to Jiang Hao, and said sincerely, "Senior, you are too kind. It is only right to help those in need. I am Xiao Fan, and this is my brother Zhang Bo."
"My surname is Jiang, you can just call me Old Jiang." Jiang Hao looked at the two of them with a smile, "You two are quite young, but you're quite skilled."
"You flatter me, senior," Xiao Fan replied modestly.
Through casual conversation, Jiang Hao learned about Xiao Fan's past: a former genius of the Xiao family, a small clan in the Eastern Wilderness Yan region.
He entered the Dao Palace at the age of twelve and became famous throughout the region, but a year later, his cultivation was completely destroyed. He then remained silent for three years, suffering ridicule and his engagement was broken off.
It wasn't until a year ago that he recovered and rose again, and now he is at the Dao Palace Realm.
Zhang Bo is Xiao Fan's brother since childhood. He stayed by Xiao Fan's side during Xiao Fan's lowest point and even got into fights with others to protect Xiao Fan.
After listening, Jiang Hao thought to himself,
"This plot sounds so familiar. Is this the 'Don't underestimate a young person' trope,' followed by a meteoric rise and a life of showing off and humiliating others?"
Of course, Jiang Hao was just thinking about it casually and didn't really believe that there was such a thing as a chosen one in this world.
This isn't a novel; this is the real world. There won't be a scenario where the entire world revolves around one person.
No one is special in the eyes of heaven and earth unless you are truly strong enough and make a great contribution.
In other words, you must first be strong enough, you must first prove yourself and make contributions before you can have a special status, rather than having a special status and then waiting for you to grow.
Just like Jiang Hao, he only gained his current special status after making a huge contribution to the world.
Moreover, for Jiang Hao now, even if there really is a chosen one in this world, it's nothing special.
For him now, he can even create so-called chosen ones.
However, Xiao Fan didn't have a cheat-like grandfather. As for why he became a useless person for three years, it was because of his physical condition.
P.S.: I'm not the simp, it's my friend. I was comforting him yesterday and helping him stack hearts. He had incredible luck, stacking tens of thousands of hearts, and he was all smiles.