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Chapter six hundred and eighty fifth clarify the reason

"There are faults and the debts are the masters. I am the one who hurts your disciple. I am the one who embarrasses you. If you have any problems in the future, just come to me and don't cause trouble for the Chen martial arts school."

Just as the middle-aged man was about to walk out of the martial arts gate, Lin Chong's lips moved slightly, and a clear thread of words came into the middle-aged man's ears: "If you dare to trouble the Chen martial arts campus, I will trouble you. You should know that I have that ability."

Lin Chong's tone was calm, without much ups and downs, but even the fool could hear the threat.

The middle-aged man paused slightly, his mouth twitched for a moment, and he turned around and looked at Lin Chong deeply. His eyes were so gloomy that water almost dripped. He did not stop and left as if he was flying.

"He just left?"

Chen Hong looked at the middle-aged man's back as he left, and was still a little disbelief.

Over the past period of time, the Chen Martial Arts Hall has been frustrated by this uninvited pair of masters and apprentices.

If you can't beat it, you can't chase it, you can't drive it away. Except for Chen Qing, who is more nervous, everyone in the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall is upset and frowning.

However, it was such a big trouble that everyone saw, which was easily solved by Lin Chong.

The strong are respected in the martial arts world, and they are fully displayed at this moment.

Lin Chong is stronger than middle-aged people, so middle-aged people must give in to him. If he continues to provoke without knowing how to make a living, even if he is beaten to death, he will not be dealt with.

Chen Changchun and his students understood this truth. They looked at each other and their expressions were a little sighing.

Before we knew it, Lin Chong's strength became stronger and stronger, and his distance from them became further and further.

"Master, you are so awesome!"

Chen Qing didn't think so much. Her eyes shone, she jumped in front of Lin Chong, grabbed Lin Chong's arm tightly and shook it: "Teaching me! Teaching me! Must teach me!"

Lin Chong smiled slightly, letting Chen Qing shake his arm and looked at Chen Changchun: "Old man, don't worry, I'll take this for you."

Chen Changchun's eyes were complicated, and he felt relieved. His originally pale face returned to a little bloody color. With the help of Sheng, he stood up from the sand: "Brother Lin, sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for this kind of thing."

"You are so polite. I am the top coach of the Chen Martial Arts School. It is my duty to solve the problem for the Martial Arts School." Lin Chong said calmly.

"Honestly, with your current strength, it is not common to look at the entire southwestern province. The Chen Family Martial Arts Hall is too much. It's too inexplicable to stay in our Martial Arts Hall."

Sheng sighed, raised his eyes and looked straight at Lin Chong, and said sincerely: "So, you don't have to take this position as a top coach to heart. The outside world is vast and the sky is vast. Don't be bound by us."

"Uncle Chen, I understand." Lin Chong was a little moved, "But, no matter what, I will never forget your care and help to me."

"No, Brother Lin, you helped us." Chen Changchun waved to Lin Chong, with a kind smile on his lips, "Don't stand at the door, come and sit down."

Lin nodded heavily, walked to the sand opposite Chen Changchun and sat down.

Chen Qing followed closely, always holding Lin Chong's arm, sticking to him like candy. When Lin Chong sat down, she also sat next to him.

"Old man, Uncle Chen, what are the two people just now?" Lin Chong asked, "They seem to practice Bajiquan, and their routines are exactly the same as Chen's Baji."

"I'll do it." Sheng closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and slowly spoke, "The middle-aged man's name is Chen Zhengzong. He comes from the Chen family, a martial arts aristocratic family in the eastern province. The young man is his apprentice. Their master and apprentice suddenly appeared two days ago and asked us to recognize our ancestors and return to our hometown, and give up the martial arts hall as the main family's garrison in Qingzhou."

"Recognize the ancestors and return to the ancestors? The master's family?" Lin Chong raised his eyebrows.

The son smiled bitterly: "Yes, Chen Zhengzong, according to the records of the Chen family's genealogy, our Chen family in Qingzhou is a distant family of the Chen family, and the Chen family's Bajiquan was also created by the ancestors of the Chen family. If we do not want to recognize our ancestors and regard the martial arts hall as the main home, then he will retrieve the boxing hall and will not allow us to continue to open the martial arts hall."

"Uncle Chen, do you think the other party's truth?"

"It should be the truth. With the other party's strength and identity, there is no need to lie to us." Sheng frowned, "But the problem is that we never knew there was a master on our heads before, and we never got a little benefit from the so-called master."

A light flashed in Lin Chong's eyes: "So, Uncle Chen, what are you going to do?"

"It is okay to recognize our ancestors and return to our ancestors, but it is absolutely impossible to give us a martial arts school where we can live and make our lives." Sheng said firmly.

"I understand." Lin Chong glanced at him and flew over Chen Changchun and Sheng's faces, "Old man, Uncle Chen, with my current strength, I should be able to provide shelter for the Chen Martial Arts Hall. If the Chen family comes to you again in the future, I will report my name and let them come to me."

Sheng's face changed a few times and hesitated: "Isn't this too troublesome to you?"

"The old man taught me Bajiquan. To some extent, I am considered half a disciple of the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall." Lin Chong said in a deep voice, "And I am about to leave Qingzhou. Let me do the last thing for the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall before leaving."

As soon as these words were spoken, the few people in the living room were stunned.

"Leave Gyeongju?" Chen Qing reacted the most and almost jumped out of the sand. "Master, why are you leaving Gyeongju? Where are you going?"

"I'm going to Donghai City, where new jobs and new challenges are waiting for me." Lin Chongru told the truth.

"Brother, from the first sight of you, I knew that you were not a person in the pool. In this place of Qingzhou, you can't afford to raise your big dragon. Sooner or later you will leave."

Chen Changchun opened his eyes and stretched his forehead wrinkles: "Go, good men are determined to be in all directions. Once they decide to move forward, don't look back."

"Heavy, this is a good thing. If it is a dragon, it must fight against the wind and waves. If it is an eagle, it must soar in the sky."

Sheng also smiled at the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand to pat Lin Chong's shoulder: "I hope one day, you can reach the top of martial arts. By that time, we will all benefit from you."

At this point, the scholar changed his mind: "However, I have a reluctant request, and I hope Chong can agree."

"Uncle Chen, please."
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