Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Chapter 60 Martial Arts Anniversary

For a week, after school every afternoon, Zhuo Bufan would go to the martial arts gym and put on the most ordinary disciple's Taoist uniform.

When he came to the backyard, he sealed the aura in his body and turned into an ordinary person, punching and punching at the wooden stake, sweating like rain in the sunset.

He punched it on top of the solid wooden post, his black hair was soaked with sweat, but his eyes were always firm.

Cultivation not only cultivates the surging magic power, but the most important thing is to have a perseverance that is unwavering and single-minded to prove the Tao.

"If I hadn't appeared in my heart, how could I be successfully attacked by Lord Langya and Daffodil."

"It's the same no matter how you practice!"

"It's not bad to learn one and a half tricks by your own hard work."

The backyard was originally a place to rest. Zhuo Bufan had a cold temper before he settled on a stake to practice in the backyard. Li Hu, Zhang Kai and Liu Xuan saw him sweating profusely, and they actually practiced the most basic technique of hitting stakes. Showing disdain.

Liu Xuan shook her head, "Family conditions are not good, he is not good-looking, and he is not even good at martial arts. How can I find a girlfriend in the future?"

"Zhuo Bufan, with your qualifications, if you can barely deal with a few punks after ten years of hard training, you won't be able to become a master of martial arts in the future, you should put your focus on other places." Chen Minnian reminded him of his relationship with Ye Ziqin, kindly reminded. .

We must know that there have been many martial idiots in history. Those who have become famous are known to everyone, but there are more people who are unknown. The time spent in vain is not worth the loss.

Zhuo Bufan turned a deaf ear to his ears, his eyes were eternal and distant, as if he had seen the emptiness. Cultivating immortals was originally a matter of defying the heavens and changing fate. In addition to chance and hard practice, he also needs to surpass the willpower of ordinary people. He sealed the acupuncture points on his body because he wanted to beat himself. An ordinary body strengthens one's willpower, and more importantly, fulfills the wishes of the previous life.

"Sister Min, this kid is stubborn, let alone him, let's go to the door, today I heard that many martial arts museum owners will come over." Liu Xuan clapped excitedly.

Today is the day of the 20th anniversary celebration of Dragon Tiger Martial Arts Museum.

Once Chen Longhu was a strong man in the martial arts world.

Only in the early 1990s, the tide of national economic reforms came like galloping sea water, which had a huge impact on the traditional industries and culture of Lan Guo. Western boxing, taekwondo, karate, and Israeli martial arts all spread throughout the country, setting off a wave of martial arts. However, the traditional martial arts suffered a huge impact and fell into a slump.

At the entrance of the martial arts hall were decorated with lights and two red lanterns hung. Chen Longhu and his daughter and disciples greeted other guests and friends from the martial arts hall at the door.

"Guardian Chen, congratulations, little caution is not a respect."

"Master Lei, you are polite, please come inside."

"Master Chen, congratulations."

"Teacher Xiao, give me Chen's face, please come inside."

Most of the people who came were in the circle. They brought family members and trusted disciples to see the 20th anniversary of the martial arts hall. Almost half of the martial arts halls in Jinzhou City sent people to come here in person. After walking through the scene, I sent a disciple to send gifts.

A middle-aged man with sharp short hair and a beard walked over, followed by two disciples, wearing martial arts uniforms, with the word'Shenbei' embroidered on the cuffs.

"Liang Pavilion Master." Chen Longhu arched his hands.

"Master Chen, you are always strong. It's been a long time. I heard that you want to go back." Master Liang said with a small smile: "Yes, it's a good thing to go back soon at such a young age. Give the martial arts hall to the younger ones. Just take care of it."

Chen Min frowned Liu's eyebrows and snorted slightly. Chen Longhu smiled calmly: "This matter will not be fixed, the curator Liang will bother you, you are welcome to drink, please come inside."

The owner of Liang Pavilion took a deep look at Chen Longhu and strode into the courtyard.

"Dad, Liang Zhongkong has been dissatisfied that you beat him when you were young and took first place in the Jinzhou martial arts competition. We haven't had any contact with him in the past few years. Why did he come here?" Chen Min frowned suspiciously.

Chen Long smiled faintly: "Everyone has the same roots, and they are all martial artists, and they are not enemies of life and death. Don't care about that."

Zhuo Bufan stood beside Ye Xuan, Yuan Shuang, Li Hu, Zhang Kai, and Liu Xuan, and they all put on the martial arts uniforms.

Liu Xuan usually likes to chase stars, and suddenly said in surprise: "You saw that the person was not there just now, it was the curator Liang. I once went to Mengqi's concert. He seemed to be a bodyguard for Mengqi."

Na Mengqi is one of the hottest female singers in the country recently. She must be very strong if she can be her personal bodyguard, otherwise she will not be able to pass the selection.

At this moment, Yuan Shuang’s eyes lit up and shouted: "Hey, look over there, it seems that Ye Ziqin, the president of Tianmei Group, is here."

Everyone raised their heads at the same time and saw a tall woman wearing a white pleated ankle-length skirt with bow sandals under her feet, revealing neat and small fingers, and applying Danko on her nails, like a red pomegranate with plenty of water.

The hair was made into a beautiful bun, and there were two false hairs hanging down from the cheeks of the oval face, the immortal spirit was compelling, and the shining water eyes, like a clear lake, gave people a dreamlike feeling.

The three boys Ye Xuan, Li Hu, and Zhang Kai opened their eyes wide, almost popping out, "If I could marry such a beautiful wife, I would be willing to live 20 years less."

Liu Xuan hummed jealously: "Just you, the toad wants to eat swan meat."

Ye Ziqin carried the gift, smiled and walked to Chen Min and said, "Amin, Uncle Chen, this is my gift to you."

"I'm just letting you come and play, why are you still bringing a gift?" Chen Min curled his mouth and said with a smile while holding a good girlfriend by the arm.

Ye Ziqin suddenly stared at Duan Shanhe standing next to him. Duan Shanhe took care of his hair today. He was tall and mighty in the Taoist uniform in the martial arts hall.

Ye Ziqin was surprised that he was here at first, but in an instant the expression of coldness returned to his face, and he only nodded lightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

Chen Min pulled her to the side to chat. At this moment, a group of people wearing white martial arts uniforms came to this side, Chen Longhu frowned, and the disciples standing at the door also showed solemn expressions.

It turned out that the group of people were wearing Taekwondo costumes instead of Lan Guo’s traditional martial arts uniforms. They had a black belt around their waists. There were a total of about seven or eight people. The headed man was about fifty years old with long silver hair tied in. The back of the head has a strong aura.

"Is it from Dowon Taekwondo League?" Someone recognized him.

"Master Chen, congratulations on the twentieth anniversary of your martial arts gym. Do you mind if I come here uninvited?" The silver-haired man with his hands on his back, his posture is very big, not cold or cold, and he doesn't seem to put everyone in his eyes.