Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 68 Visit
RUST is a famous martial arts university in East China, ranked among the top 100 martial arts universities in the Dragon Kingdom and among the top 200 martial arts universities in the world.

There are many colleges in the school.

In addition to the martial arts academy, there are other general departments.

Tang Shiping, Dean of the School of Media and International Culture, has extensive experience and plays an important role in Ruda.

Early in the morning, an old friend came to visit in person.

The two chatted for a while, and the other party slowly explained his purpose.

"Old Tang, the other party is very sincere."

As he spoke, the man took out several medicine coupons from his pocket and laid them out on the table.

"I heard that most development companies are somewhat shady." Tang Shiping didn't even look at the medicine voucher.

"We have been friends for many years. I won't hide it from you. It's not just most of them, but all of them. However, Tian Wenhu is close to the Zhao family."

"Hmm?" Tang Shiping lowered his head and drank tea.

"Well, of course it's not the Zhao family. His Bada Development Company has shares in the Rucheng Rao family. You must know the relationship between the Rao family and the Zhao family. When Zhao Sheng came to Rucheng, it was the Rao family who received him."

"The Rao family has grown into a famous family in Rucheng. I have a good relationship with Rao Fuxing, the principal of No. 59 Middle School." Tang Shiping nodded.

"That Rao Fuxing is a million miles away from being the real head of the Rao family. In fact, it's not a big deal. I just want you to say a few words to the martial arts hall and pass on the pressure. That's enough."

"Really just passing on a message?"

"Just to pass on a message, to let the other side know that Ruda is not his safe haven."

"What you said, how come Ruda is not a safe haven for students?"

"Look at my mouth. I mean, if students are causing trouble outside, we should deal with it impartially and impartially."

"That's right. Take this medicine voucher back, and when everything is settled, we can have a meal together."

"Row!"

The two chatted for a while and then the old friend left.

Tang Shiping sat on the chair, thinking that he owed his old friend a favor. Today's incident was not serious or trivial, so it was not bad.

I have met Wang Boxiong, the owner of the affiliated martial arts school, several times before. He was very polite and did not have the arrogance of a congenital master at all.

Although there are some nicknames and deeds, it is more likely that they are framed by others.

Tang Shiping stood up and slowly walked towards the affiliated martial arts hall.

As I walked, I thought about what to do next.

As the dean of the School of Media and International Culture, Tang Shiping is a master of diplomatic rhetoric and verbal skills.

He only walked for a while before he smiled. Based on his rich experience, he was roughly sure that what a rough martial artist like Wang Boxiong would say would be nothing more than clichés.

The most important thing is that Wang Boxiong has just become the head of the gym and he really needs the support of people from the main school.

There is no way I would lose face for a little martial arts student.

He would flatter him first, then test him, and when he was almost there, he would slowly explain his intentions, and finally use his rich experience to persuade him, hinting that he should return the favor to the martial arts school in the future. Then Wang Boxiong would find it difficult to refuse.

As long as Wang Boxiong agrees, the problem will be solved.

Tang Shiping was full of confidence because he had done this too many times.

Wearing thick glasses, Tang Shiping walked to the owner's office of the affiliated martial arts hall with a smile and knocked on the door gently.

"Is Master Wang here? It's me, Lao Tang." As he said that, he pushed the door open and walked in.

Wang Boxiong's rank was higher than Tang Shiping's, but the other party was an old man, so Wang Boxiong immediately stood up and took the initiative to greet him.

"It is an honor to have Mr. Tang visit my humble home." Wang Boxiong said politely.

Tang Shiping sat down and Wang Boxiong made tea and poured water.

Tang Shiping smiled and nodded, saying, "Since Captain Wang took over as the head of the martial arts school, the martial arts school has been thriving, and all the school leaders are praising you."

"You're welcome..."

The two men exchanged pleasantries, and Tang Shiping praised Wang Boxiong as rare in heaven and unparalleled on earth.

After a while, Tang Shiping coughed lightly, pretending to be nonchalant, and slowly said: "I heard that there is a new student named Zhou Leng in the martial arts hall, who actually went to gamble with the people of Kaituo Company?"

"Yes, I asked him to go." Wang Boxiong said.

Tang Shiping was stunned, holding the teacup in his right hand, suspended in mid-air, motionless.

Dozens of excuses had been brewing in my stomach all morning, but they were stuck inside and I couldn't say a single word.

Why doesn't Wang Boxiong play by the rules?

Tang Shiping's face turned blue and red. As an experienced man, how could he not understand Wang Boxiong's intention?

Soon, Tang Shiping regained his composure, slowly put down his teacup, and nodded, "Since it is Master Wang's order, then there is no problem. Such a courageous student should be praised."

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries and then Tang Shiping left the museum owner's office.

After walking out of the martial arts school office building, Tang Shiping looked back and walked back to the main campus of Ruda University in silence.

"No wonder he's nicknamed Wang Bad Bear. He's been practicing martial arts for a long time..."

Wang Boxiong sat in the office for a while and made a phone call.

In the martial arts hall.

Zhou Leng's mind was not distracted and he slowly unleashed the Dielang Palm.

This time, he did not practice as usual, but used the "Mind Observation Method".

This method is not a technique, but a skill.

When practicing, one must observe every detail of the body and be extremely strict. It is not the vague feeling of the past.

Be aware of every detail and be aware of even the smallest details.

After a set of slow boxing, Zhou Leng's brain was exhausted and his eyes were white. He found a secluded place and practiced his internal energy. When his energy recovered, Zhou Leng practiced slow boxing and mindfulness again, over and over again.

In the past, Zhou Leng didn’t have this patience.

But that month in the hospital bed subtly changed Zhou Leng.

The harder something is to do, the more correct it is.

Nearing evening, Feng Wenhao and others shamelessly came and said they wanted to watch the negotiations together, but Zhou Leng refused.

Who knows what unexpected things might happen during negotiations.

Finally, after much persuasion, Zhou Leng agreed to invite them if there was really a gambling fight.

Zhou Leng first took the subway to Guoyun Development Company, and then took Li Linhan's car to Bada Development Company.

As soon as the two people got out of the car, seven or eight people surrounded them.

Some were using crutches, some were wearing eye patches, and some were smiling and saying nothing. Many of them were comrades-in-arms that were often seen in Li Linhan’s videos.

"Are you Zhou Leng? I haven't seen you for more than a year. How come you are as strong as a calf? Where do you go to school?" The man with the crutches was called Fan Haoshan, whom Zhou Leng had seen many times.

"Hello Uncle Fan, I'm at Ruda Martial Arts School."

"Like a big martial arts gym?" Fan Haoshan frowned. "Your gym is really good at wasting martial arts equipment. It's giving me a headache."

"You talk too much nonsense," Li Linhan glared at Fan Haoshan and said, "Let's go to Xue Tongming."

Fan Haoshan walked with a cane and said, "The little brat from the pioneer army is getting more and more rampant. We should teach him a lesson today. What the hell are the Five Tigers of Shuizhou? They brag all day long. On the battlefield of Shuizhou, they are just five rotten cats who can only run away."

"Just shut up during the negotiation later," Li Linhan said.

Fan Haoshan, a strong man in his forties or fifties, said helplessly: "Listen to the old squad leader."

Zhou Leng glanced at Fan Haoshan. Every time he saw him, he could hear his endless swear words.

When we were kids, he would give me chocolate every time we met.

Zhou Leng and Li Linhan walked towards Xue Tongming at the door of Bada Development Company and introduced themselves to each other.

Zhou Leng and Xue Chengsong stood together.

Xue Chengsong asked: "Are you nervous?"

"good."

"My dad said that things might get a little heated today, but after the fight is confirmed, everything will be calm. But these are all adults' matters. Even if a fight really breaks out, we can act like children." Xue Chengsong said.

Zhou Leng glanced at the crowd and said, "Judging from their aura, they are all masters. My uncle Li and his friends are at least in the Body Refining Stage."

"It's the same here. I can only stand at the back in the late stage of blood circulation."

"What did your father say?"

"It's the same old thing. I guess it's been too long since the two sides have fought, so they're looking for an excuse to have a war. I've seen it all since I was a child, and I'm numb to it."

The two chatted in low voices, and the adults talked and laughed.

Soon, the big iron gate of Bada Company opened, lights shone, and hundreds of dark shadows walked in with their backs to the light, forming a pitch-black mass.

Xue Tongming laughed and said, "Brother Hu, I heard someone poked a hole in your stomach? Did anything leak out?"

"It wasn't clamped tightly, and you leaked out." A gray-haired man in the middle said expressionlessly.

"Then I really became Sun Wukong and played all kinds of games in Princess Iron Fan's belly."

"If you have to fart, just fart. If you don't, get away." Tian Wenhu glanced at everyone and finally stared at Zhou Leng.

The eyes are deep.

Zhou Leng looked at him calmly, his expression unchanged.

Tian Wenhu nodded and said, "Heroes emerge from youth." After that, he looked at others without even looking at Xue Chengsong.

Xue Chengsong curled his lips. This old fellow Tian Wenhu always looked down on him.

Beside Tian Wenhu, a tall and thin man also looked over, with narrow eyebrows and a vicious look.

Zhou Leng didn't recognize him, but he could almost guess that it was Yan Fenggang, one of the Five Tigers of Shuizhou.

Tian Wenhu nodded to Li Linhan and said, "Brother Li."

Yan Fenggang and others looked at Li Linhan and other veterans with evasive eyes.

Li Linhan stepped forward and said, "What do you mean by my nephew's matter?"

"What do I mean? Ask him what he did to my two men."

"They failed to rob and ended up getting destroyed. They asked for it themselves. What does it have to do with Zhou Leng?"

"If it's just an injury, it doesn't matter, but if the Dantian is destroyed, then we have to talk about it." Tian Wenhu said.

"What are you talking about? It's better to kill them. If we don't kill them, are we waiting for revenge? Do you think it's reasonable to commit crimes in the city?" Li Linhan said.

"Then what's the matter with him stopping my brother?"

Li Linhan was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng said, "Brother Hu, you are joking. When will we, the Wuwei, handle cases and have to look at Kaituo Company's attitude? I suggest you go to the Wuwei Bureau or even the Wuwei Department to ask. My superiors are happy to answer you."

Yan Fenggang interrupted: "You beat up my little brother Tu Rong and his gang, what do you think?"

"The ones I beat up were Jiang Yan and Tao Bing, and your little brother took the initiative to get involved. In this case, does it count as me beating up your little brother, or is it your little brother provoking me?" Zhou Leng asked back.

Yan Fenggang glared and said, "You little brat, you dare to open a dyeing factory when I give you some color? Why don't you ask about our Shuizhou Five Tigers..."

Tian Wenhu said, "Okay, there's no point in arguing. Since we can't come to an agreement, let's follow the usual practice and have a fight. Zhou Leng is in the Blood Circulation Stage, so let's have a nine-match Blood Circulation Battle. Do you dare?"

Li Linhan and Xue Tongming looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

(End of this chapter)