Starting as an infant, with parents who are blond-haired delinquents?

It's worth mentioning that these past few days, Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei have been relentlessly pursuing Zhang Chaoqiang.

Zhang Huolong's health had not fully recovered, and he was very anxious to have Zhang Chaoqiang lead him in exercise.

Previously, they had begged and pleaded with their parents to help improve the physical condition of the two people, but they refused.

Now that Zhang Chaoqiang is not willing to pay attention to them often, they are getting anxious.

Now, every time I take them out for exercise, they feel like they've been rewarded and are full of energy.

Zhang Chaoqiang no longer constantly reminded them to control their diet, but their meals were strictly based on his diet plan.

I absolutely do not eat junk food or high-fat, high-calorie foods.

Unreachable is always in turmoil.

Zhang Chaoqiang learned the true essence of fishing: it's about maneuvering and taking detours. To ultimately achieve your goal, patience is essential.

Besides Zhang Chaoqiang's superb fishing skills, there were also some other little tricks that brought about all the changes.

You won't know the pain until the needle pricks your flesh, so Zhang Chaoqiang deliberately tampered with the alarm clock in his parents' room before going to sleep.

Let it slow down without anyone noticing.

Every night, the two parents prepare to go to sleep.

According to the alarm clock, the attack power never fully recovered to its previous level...

They got anxious.

To be honest, Zhang Chaoqiang didn't want to do this either, but he had no choice.

There's really no way...

Around Thursday, Zhang Chaoqiang received a message from Tyrannosaurus Rex: the match would be held at 10 a.m. on Saturday at the Baicheng District Cultural Martial Arts Hall.

That morning, at 8 o'clock, the Baicheng District Cultural Martial Arts Hall was already bustling with a large crowd of onlookers.

"I heard that today is the day that Bao Long, the heir of the Bao family martial arts school, and the Tang-style martial arts school are going to have a duel? I've come to see what's going on."

"Yes, the original scale of the Bao Family Martial Arts School was no smaller than that of the Tang Family Martial Arts School. It had nearly a dozen stores in Baicheng District."

However, after the unexpected deaths of the headmaster and his wife in recent years, the sect collapsed, all its disciples left, and it has been constantly targeted and gradually devoured by the Tang-style martial arts school.

"As you know, the Bao family's martial arts school has been established for quite some time and occupies almost the best location in the center of Baicheng District. This naturally makes the Tang-style martial arts school covet it and think about buying it at a low price every day."

Furthermore, Bao Long, the current leader of the sect, lacks both strength and status; he's just an ordinary college student with no martial arts talent, only focused on preserving the last vestiges of his family's business.

"Over the years, all the family's money has been swindled away, leaving only these last dozen or so martial arts school premises..."

The stands were buzzing with chatter.

In the central arena area of ​​the martial arts hall, the two groups of people were clearly distinguishable…

On one side, there was only one person.

On the other side, there were as many as a hundred people...

Dressed in Tang-style martial arts attire, the three leaders, with their striking features and sharp eyebrows, were clearly exceptional individuals.

In Baicheng District, who among those who frequent martial arts schools doesn't know the names of the three brothers under the head of the Tang-style martial arts school?

Tang Shizhong, Tang Shihe, Tang Shizheng.

Among them, Tang Shizheng's martial arts talent was even more amazing, reaching a spiritual power intensity of 150P at the young age of 17.

There's a very good chance he'll get into a martial arts university!

At this moment, he was looking at Bao Long opposite him with an arrogant expression; he was none other than the [Invincible Tyrannosaurus God].

“Bao Long, according to the contract, if you lose this match, you will have to sell all of your Bao Family Martial Arts School’s premises to us at the contract price.”

"You were previously allowed to seek outside help, but I doubt you have enough money to hire any decent martial artists, right?"

Bao Long gritted his teeth: "Don't be too smug. You, Tang Shizheng, are not invincible! Do you think you've got this in the bag?"

"Oh?" Tang Shizheng's expression was mocking. He unfolded the contract in his pocket and pointed it at Bao Long...

Bao Long was puzzled at first, but upon closer inspection, he discovered the original rules of the duel: a one-on-one martial arts battle between the Bao Family Martial Arts School and the Tang Style Martial Arts School.

It turned into a full-scale martial arts battle between the Bao Family Martial Arts School and the Tang Family Martial Arts School...

In other words, the Bao Family Martial Arts School only has two people on their side, including Bao Long and their external helper Zhang Chaoqiang…

The Tang-style martial arts school had over a hundred students...

No wonder they gave it their all.

"You tampered with the contract!"

Bao Long staggered back, taking his copy out of his backpack, but the terms and conditions on it hadn't changed…

"Your document is forged; the regulations on it are invalid!"

Si… Tang Shizheng snatched it away and tore it to shreds in an instant.

"It's valid now."

The Baicheng District Chaofan Management Office, whose administrator team leader was the notary in this case, happened to turn his face to the side and thus did not see this scene.

Chapter 144 My Turn

In urban areas, the offices are called management offices; those that oversee the entire city-level jurisdiction are called management bureaus.

With the local police station.

and work...

The naming conventions of the bureaus are consistent.

The main difference lies in the grassroots level and management.

The management bureau that Zhang Chaoqiang worked for in Potou District was a municipal-level management bureau that oversaw the entire Tian'an City.

The administrative staff at the district level are generally less qualified and capable than those at the city level.

Otherwise, it would be hard to imagine that a family whose strongest member only has a first-level martial artist could establish a relationship with the management office and invite him to preside over the ceremony.

The so-called Administrator Team 1 is just a patrol squad, and the captain's status in the eyes of the young martial artists is that of a small group.

The relationship is similar to that between an ordinary roadside vendor and the captain of the urban management brigade.

The team leader, who happened to turn around, saw the following as his first glance:

Bao Long was pointing at Tang Shizheng and shouting insults. He shoved Tang Shizheng aside and picked up the torn pieces of paper from the ground with both hands.

"Shameless! Your Tang family is shameless!"

Bao Long flung up the scraps of paper and shouted that he was innocent: "Captain, he tore up my contract! I request that this duel be called off!"

"He tore up your contract? Let me see it."

Hearing the team leader's somewhat doubtful tone, Bao Long felt a glimmer of hope for a moment as he carefully carried the scraps of paper over...

The team leader took out a file bag, put the contract scraps into it, and said solemnly, "I understand. I have recorded this matter. You will proceed with the originally scheduled duel. After it is over, you will come with me back to the management office to assist in the investigation."

Upon hearing this, Bao Long's hope was truly rekindled: "Let's stick to the original plan of one-on-one martial arts combat!"

"What one-on-one duel? That's a distortion of the facts. It's clearly a full-scale martial arts battle between martial arts schools. Since it's a conflict between schools, then everyone must participate in resolving it!"

Tang Shihe, the second son of the Tang family, who had remained silent until now, spoke coldly, but when facing the captain, he had a fawning expression: "Leader, you agree, right?"

The team leader didn't respond, but covered his brows and said, "It's not a matter of whether I'm right or wrong, it's that you need to compete according to the pre-established rules and regulations."

Tang Shizhong, the eldest brother of the Tang family, strode forward and opened the contract: "Please take a look, leader. The contract clearly states that it is a joint armed conflict, not a personal armed conflict as he claims! Both parties have signed and sealed it, so it cannot be fake."

"You're talking nonsense!" Bao Long's eyes were bloodshot, and he almost screamed, "Captain, they forged the contract! My contract is clearly for a one-on-one martial arts duel!"

Team leader: "What about yours?"

"Captain, you must have a bad memory. Didn't you just put it in the file bag?"

"What file folder?" the captain countered...

With a thud, Bao Long stumbled again on the ring, nearly losing his footing, his body even feeling somewhat weak: "You..."

"Mr. Bao, if you have any questions, you can come to the Extraordinary Management Office for guidance after the betting competition ends." The management team leader emphasized the word "guidance."

He then reminded them, "There are still 5 minutes until the betting match is tentatively scheduled for 10 o'clock. You can start preparing now. Hmm, any questions?"

A surge of aura emanating from a second-tier martial artist suddenly appeared from the team leader; the mere fluctuation of spiritual energy was enough to suppress Bao Long, making it difficult for him to breathe…

Bao Long took two steps back, his anger reaching its peak, leaving only a helpless, bitter smile through gritted teeth... He turned his gaze towards the three Tang brothers:

"Don't forget, when your great-grandfather first came to Tian'an City from the countryside, it was my great-grandfather Bao who took him in!"

If it weren't for our Bao Family Martial Arts School taking him in, providing him with food, and teaching him martial arts to advance into the path of martial arts..."

"How did you end up establishing your own school? How did your Tang Shi Martial Arts School come about? How did you descendants come to be?"

"For two hundred years, your Tang-style martial arts school has grown from a small shop the size of a herbal tea stall to what it is today. Our Bao family has not only not suppressed you, but has even frequently helped you..."

"But what about you? You damned, ungrateful bastards! From your grandfather and father's generation, you've been scheming against and undermining our Bao Family Martial Arts School, gradually eroding our resources. Now you've even colluded with powerful figures to swindle all of the Bao Family's assets!"

Bao Long felt a jolt in his heart, his blood and qi were depleted, and he was furious at what the Tang family had done.

Since his parents passed away, he has been helpless and could only watch as the martial arts school was devoured from within by its disciples, in addition to external suppression from the Tang-style martial arts school.

Until the other side used a trick to get Bao Long, who had almost no money left, to gamble with all his martial arts schools.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; the family's treasures were devoured and looted, leaving only two useless screaming chicken crystal cores that even dogs would shake their heads at.

Even martial artists below the first rank know that this thing is priceless and the worst among rare bloodlines. It's completely useless and worthless; without money, you can't find any help.

Bao Long, who originally only had 130P of spiritual power, planned to personally take the field and risk his family's honor in this battle. However, he unexpectedly saw in the Martial Arts Shop APP that someone happened to need this kind of crystal core...

Coincidentally, he did indeed possess 250P of spiritual power, which was truly a stroke of luck.

But the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Tang-style martial arts school must have received some inside information, which is why they altered the contract...

The team leader, who had been enjoying watching the drama unfold, suddenly stopped in his tracks when he heard that Bao Long had inexplicably dragged him into this mess. He then shouted, "Watch your words!"

Bao Long closed his eyes in despair, his fingers trembling: "What you have done is a disgrace to your great-grandfather's spirit in heaven. Without my Bao family, how could your Tang-style martial arts school be where it is today?"

After hearing Bao Long's words, the three Tang brothers looked at each other and finally laughed.

"You should have said these things to my great-grandfather."