Arriving at the backyard, he sealed the spiritual energy in his body and turned into an ordinary person. He punched the wooden dummy repeatedly, sweating profusely under the setting sun.
He punched the sturdy wooden dummy again and again. His black hair was drenched in sweat, but his eyes were filled with determination.
Cultivation was not just about cultivating spiritual energy. Most importantly, one had to have an unwavering and unwavering heart.
"If it wasn't for my inner demons, I wouldn't have been ambushed by the Wolf Fang Lord and the Calamity Immortal."
"No matter how much I train, it's still the same!"
"It's not a bad idea to learn a move or two by training hard."
The backyard was originally a place to rest. Zhuo Bufan had a cold personality, so he set up a wooden dummy to practice in the backyard. Li Hu, Zhang Junkai, and Liu Xuan were disdainful when they saw him sweating profusely while practicing the most basic wooden dummy punching skills.
Liu Xuan shook her head. "His family is poor, he's not handsome, and he's not even good at martial arts. How is he going to find a girlfriend in the future?"
"Zhuo Bufan, with your talent, if you train hard for ten years, you'll barely be able to deal with a few hooligans. You won't be able to become a martial arts master in the future. You should focus on other things." Chen Min kindly reminded him because of his relationship with Ye Ziqin.
After all, there were many martial arts fanatics in history. Those who were famous were well known by everyone, but those who were unknown were even more. The gains did not make up for the losses.
Zhuo Bufan turned a deaf ear to him. His eyes were ancient and distant, as if he could see through the void. Cultivation was originally a matter of going against heaven and changing one's fate. In addition to fated chances and hard practice, it also required willpower that surpassed ordinary people. He sealed the Spiritual Qi acupoints in his body because he wanted to temper his ordinary body and strengthen his willpower. More importantly, he wanted to fulfill the wish of his previous life.
"Sister Min, this kid is stubborn. Let's not talk about him. Let's go to the entrance. I heard that many dojo masters will be here today." Liu Xuan clapped her hands excitedly.
Today was the Longhu Dojo's 20th anniversary celebration.
In the past, Chen Longhu had even been received by provincial leaders. He had also personally served as the personal bodyguard of the higher-ups when they came down, and he had been highly praised.
However, in the early nineties, the tide of economic reform swept across the country, which had a huge impact on the traditional industries and culture of Chidragon. Western boxing, taekwondo, karate, and Israeli combat were all spread across the country, setting off a wave of martial arts practice. However, traditional martial arts were greatly impacted and never recovered.
The entrance of the martial arts club was decorated with two red lanterns. Chen Longhu brought his daughter and disciple to the entrance to welcome the guests and friends from other martial arts clubs.
"Dojo Master Chen, congratulations. This is a small token of my appreciation."
"Dojo Master Lei, you are too polite. Please come in."
"Hall Master Chen, congratulations."
"Coach Xiao, please give me some face. Please come in."
Most of the people who came were from the martial arts circle. They had brought their families and trusted disciples to attend the 20th anniversary celebration. Almost half of the martial arts clubs in Jin City had sent people. Those who were close to Chen Longhu came in person, while those who weren't were just going through the motions and sent disciples with gifts.
A middle-aged man with short hair and a beard strode over, followed by two disciples. He was wearing a martial arts suit with the words "Divine North" embroidered on his cuffs.
"Dojo Master Liang." Chen Longhu cupped his hands and greeted him.
"Dojo Master Chen, you are old but still strong. I heard that you are planning to retire." Dojo Master Liang put on a fake smile and said, "That's true. It's good for me to retire at such an old age. Just leave the martial arts club to the younger generation."
Chen Min frowned and snorted in dissatisfaction. Chen Longhu smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this, Dojo Master Liang. I welcome you to drink with me. Please come in."
Dojo Master Liang gave Chen Longhu a deep look and strode into the yard.
"Dad, Liang Zhongkong has always been unhappy with you. You defeated him when you were young and won the Jin City Martial Arts Championship. We haven't been in contact with him for the past few years. Why is he here?" Chen Min frowned and asked suspiciously.
Chen Long smiled and said, "We are all of the same origin. We are all descendants of Yan and Huang. It's not like we are mortal enemies. Don't be so calculative."
Zhuo Bufan, Ye Xuan, Yuan Shuang, Li Hu, Zhang Kai, and Liu Xuan stood by the side. Everyone had changed into the martial arts uniform.
Liu Xuan was a fan of celebrities. She was surprised and said, "Did you see that man just now? He is Dojo Master Liang. I went to Mengqi's concert before. I think he was Mengqi's bodyguard."
Mengqi was one of the most popular female singers in the country. To be her bodyguard, he must be very strong. Otherwise, he would not have been able to pass through the selection process.
Zhuo Bufan sighed. Since when did the martial arts world decline to the point where people had to be bodyguards for celebrities?
Suddenly, Yuan Shuang's eyes lit up. She shouted, "Hey, look over there. It looks like the CEO of Tianmei Group, Ye Ziqin is here."
Everyone looked up at the same time and saw a tall woman dressed in a white skirt that reached her ankles. She wore a pair of bow-tie sandals, revealing her neat and delicate fingers. Her nails were smeared with Dankou, which made them look like moist red pomegranates.
Her hair was tied up in an exquisite bun. Two strands of hair hung down from her oval cheeks. She looked like a fairy and her watery eyes were as clear as a lake, giving people a dreamy feeling.
Ye Xuan, Li Hu, and Zhang Kai instantly widened their eyes, and their eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets. "If I could marry such a beautiful wife, I'd be willing to shorten my life by 20 years."
Liu Huan snorted with jealousy. "You? A toad lusting after a swan's meat."
Ye Ziqin walked to Chen Min with a smile. "Ah Min, Uncle Chen, this is my gift for you."
"I just let you have fun. Why did you bring a gift?" Chen Min curled her lips and pulled her best friend's arm.
Ye Ziqin suddenly saw Duan Shanhe standing next to her. Duan Shanhe had specially styled his hair today. He was wearing the martial arts uniform of the martial arts club. He was tall and strong.
Ye Ziqin was surprised to see him here, but her face turned cold in an instant. She nodded slightly as a greeting.
Chen Min pulled her aside for a chat. At this time, a group of people in white martial arts uniforms suddenly walked over. Chen Longhu frowned. The disciples standing at the door also became alert.
It turned out that the group of people were not wearing the traditional martial arts uniforms of Chidragon, but Taekwondo uniforms with black belts tied around their waists. There were about seven or eight people in total. The leader was a man in his fifties with long silver hair tied behind his head.
"Are they from Daoyuan Taekwondo Union?" Someone recognized him.
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