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

A wisp of electric flame came in from outside the door.

The person above is Zhang Huolong, Zhang Chaoqiang, and Shen Qiangwei.

"There are parking spaces outside!" Zhang Chaoqiang reminded him, but Zhang Huolong didn't want to take another step.

Chapter 115 Collision with the Dragon

The basement level of the martial arts arena features specially designed psionic lighting fixtures.

It is dazzling, yet it does not irritate the eyes.

Under the soft, snow-white lights of the martial arts arena.

The angel's eye above the will-o'-the-wisp, with rings of cheap LED beads emitting a purplish-red glow, shines through the heads of parents, students, and teachers.

The Northern Lights are nothing compared to this.

Against the white background,

The purplish-red color is particularly eye-catching.

In addition, when entering the entrance of the martial arts hall on the first floor, Zhang Huolong accidentally touched the horn button because his front wheel hit the door step.

The scene, which had been filled with focused attention on the martial arts competition, was not entirely silent; there were occasional sounds of combat, including the sounds of impacts from the arena, the friction between students during their fights, the use of martial arts techniques, and shouts.

These sounds were ultimately appropriate and blended into the scene. However, the sound from the loudspeakers, which was of similar decibel level, was particularly jarring after being transmitted through a building.

It's like a sudden burst of smoke in a well-organized concert hall while a musician is playing a piano piece; the decibel level is about the same, but it's very noticeable.

Everyone in the audience saw Zhang Huolong holding the handlebars.

He himself seemed to be stubbornly insisting on staying at the fighting arena: "Why can't we find a place to go down?"

Ignoring the stares of the crowd, Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei glanced left and right. Apart from the exquisitely carved wooden railings surrounding them, which were open at the bottom, they could see directly into the arena and audience seating on the lower level.

There are no stairs or vehicle access points nearby.

Zhang Chaoqiang suddenly remembered when his parents used to ride their bikes to take him directly to the classroom when he started kindergarten and elementary school, but luckily the security guards stopped them.

The security here isn't very effective...

Zhang Chaoqiang said quietly, "The elevator is next to door A. Dad, be good and park the car in the parking lot. We'll take the elevator down."

Zhang Huolong didn't notice the people on the basement level. He and Shen Qiangwei just felt that the daily 2-kilometer exercise, forced by Zhang Chaoqiang, had already left them exhausted.

Now, even walking a few steps is something I'm unwilling to do.

"Can the elevator fit us and the car?"

You don’t listen, do you?

Zhang Chaoqiang got excited. His parents were so stubborn, weren't they...?

"Mom and Dad, I remember you said that my flying posture makes you feel a little embarrassed, right?"

Shen Qiangwei quickly corrected, "No, no, no, it's not that it will make us feel ashamed, but that it will make you feel impolite."

Just think about it, our family's Chaoqiang is such an amazing person, he can even fly, what if other people saw him with such a bizarre flying posture...

"Hey! Super Strong, what are you doing?"

As the saying goes, "Strike the snake at its seven-inch mark," Zhang Chaoqiang decided to sacrifice himself to teach his parents a lesson. He squeezed his legs tightly around the Ghost Fire seat; the combined weight of his parents and the vehicle was probably around 400 pounds.

However, under the "real" conditions of flight, it's just a piece of cake.

Zhang Chaoqiang flapped his arms, like a butterfly taking flight, his five fingers joined together and his palms flailing, causing the car and its occupants to float up. After they cleared the railing, Shen Qiangwei and Zhang Huolong looked down and saw the crowded basement level…

Damn...

Zhang Chaoqiang's violent shaking and struggling movements stirred up a gust of wind that made it difficult for them to breathe. In less than ten seconds, the three people and the car landed smoothly.

All the students who were engaged in intense battles on the forty-eight arenas stopped moving.

In addition, there were tens of thousands of spectators and parents.

Throughout Linhai Province and its surrounding areas, there are many prominent figures, including entrepreneurs, powerful martial artists, and provincial political figures.

All eyes turned to Zhang Huolong and his companions with the most curiosity.

Among them, Zhang Chaoqiang sensed something particularly peculiar. Being in Tan Yue's position, he saw someone sitting in front of Tan Yue and Old Chen…

The middle-aged man in black sat upright with an air of authority, his hands clasped together in front of him, holding a cane, or rather a scepter, carved with a five-clawed golden dragon. He gently rubbed the golden dragon on the head of the cane with a jade thumb ring, as if soothing the dragon's emotions.

His expression was cold and dignified, and the aura he exuded was chilling, making others forget his face.

At this moment, the man's jaw muscles tightened and bulged slightly at the back of his molars.

This means that he clenched his back teeth.

The tattooed dragon and tiger-patterned nail house, the real fire dragon and rose emerge.

Its superb flight posture is extraordinary; who can rival it at the starting line of 500?

It matches the description perfectly.

Those present were more or less prominent figures, not just bystanders who enjoyed watching the drama unfold.

He instantly turned his face away, continuing to focus his attention on the ring, while the fight continued in an orderly fashion.

It's like nothing happened.

Anyway, Zhang Chaoqiang isn't participating in the fighting competition, so his family can do whatever makes them happy...

Zhang Huolong's fingers turned blue as he gripped the brakes tightly, while Shen Qiangwei's gaze drifted to the horizon, and both of them dug their toes into the ground.

They felt embarrassed and ashamed of their son. They sensed that Zhang Chaoqiang was no longer seen as mature and reliable by his classmates and others.

A staff member from the martial arts arena jogged over and said carefully, "Mr. Zhang, would you mind if I parked your car in the parking lot for you?"

"No need, we'll fly up later..."

"No, hurry up, beautiful lady, thank you."

……

The areas where parents and students prepare for the event are divided into different tiers based on their status.

The man in black was sitting at the head of the table, and no one else was sitting next to him.

The people in the second row are Lao Chen, Tan Yue, Zhu Bobi, and their customers.

After some fuss, Zhang Chaoqiang and his family of three found chairs and squeezed themselves down next to Lao Chen and Tan Yue.

Not only Zhang Chaoqiang, but also Shen Qiangwei and Zhang Huolong felt that the person sitting at the front least seemed to have eyes in the back of their heads, always giving them the feeling of being watched.

Based on the scene Zhang Chaoqiang just witnessed of the other person clenching his back teeth, it seems he is Tan Yue's father.

But what about her mother?

Tan Yue became much quieter and more reserved. After greeting Zhang Chaoqiang, she prepared for the upcoming battle.

"Brother Qiang!" Zhu Bobi whispered from the side. He and the customer came over, and their parents also looked like important people.

"Uncle and Auntie!" Without thinking, they addressed her directly, and then continued, "You missed the opening ceremony of the martial arts competition. Although Brother Qiang is not participating this time, for the sake of your viewing experience, I will introduce today's competition rules!"

After the introduction, it was normal that Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei didn't understand, but it was fine as long as Zhang Chaoqiang understood.

This year's martial arts competition has two tracks.

These are armed clashes and melee combats.

Melee combat is a contest of mental strength, involving the use of armor, magical weapons, and other equipment to control and fight.

It is mainly divided into three levels: Grade 10, Grade 11, and Grade 12. Each level is further divided into male and female groups.

Therefore, there are a total of 12 projects, and the top ten in these projects will be selected in the end. Only the top ten will receive awards.

As for the prizes and the rules of the martial arts competition, they are only announced on the second or third day.

The competition lasts for three days. The first day is the elimination round, in which all students from martial arts schools will fight ten battles. The top 256 students with the most wins will advance.

The second day was the round of 256 to 32, and the third day determined the champion, runner-up, and third place.

It only lasted three days in total, nothing fancy.

Perhaps the preparations before and after were very elaborate, after all, this is the annual high school martial arts competition in the province, but Zhang Chaoqiang's mind had been on flying and training these days, and he hadn't really caught a whiff of the tense, exciting and wonderful martial arts atmosphere.

After all, he's not participating...

The knockout stage is currently underway, and many students are accumulating victories.

During the conversation, people kept moving between the school areas. As the first martial arts school affiliated with Leizhou University, which is located in the F3 district of Linhai, they have also produced many amazing geniuses.

The junior high school was originally Yuhua Martial Arts School, but it was poached by Leizhou Martial Arts School with a large sum of money during the high school entrance examination. One of the students, a tall guy named Fan Xiaoyong, came to provoke them.

"Oh? God, Zhu Bobi, aren't you going to prepare? Still chatting? Looks like you've already got victory in the bag and don't take our Leizhou Martial Arts School seriously..."

The tall man was a head taller than the customer, and conservatively estimated to be at least two meters tall.

As soon as he got closer, the tension instantly flared up. As the most outstanding genius of the senior class at Leizhou Martial Arts School, he, along with the customer and Shi Dong from Dongpeng Martial Arts School, had a very good chance of competing for the championship of the senior class in this martial arts competition.

Zhang Chaoqiang sensed that the other party's spiritual power was also astonishing. Although it did not reach 500, it was still stronger than the customer's.

Zhu Bobi scoffed at his provocation: "That's right. You, the strongest freshman at Leizhou Martial Arts School this year, also came from our Yuhua Martial Arts School. Do you think we still need to take you seriously?"

"All you have left is your mouth." Fan Xiaoyong's expression was noticeably different from his previous lighthearted and teasing demeanor.

"No, no, we at Yuhua Martial Arts School have already given you a lot of face. We were afraid that you so-called prodigies from other martial arts schools would have no place to display your talents and strength."

They even specifically requested that our Brother Qiang temporarily refrain from participating in this martial arts competition, otherwise they would show you what it means to have success on two tracks, and what it means for a first-year high school martial arts and melee champion to completely dominate and monopolize the competition!

"You..." Fan Xiaoyong had come here to be sarcastic, but he didn't expect Zhu Bobi to be so rude to the parents and teachers around him... Fan Xiaoyong was instantly choked.

Then, he took a deep look at Zhang Chaoqiang, who was bowing his head and explaining the combat techniques and key points to Tan Yue. Their school had originally extended an olive branch to him, but unfortunately, they were unable to recruit Zhang Chaoqiang into the school.

He staggered back, and before leaving, he said to himself in a self-deceptive manner:

“Zhang Chaoqiang doesn’t meet the eligibility requirements for the martial arts competition. This is a high school martial arts competition, and he’s not even a high school student yet. He’s not qualified to participate at all, so how could he possibly have crushed us?”

"..."

These words caught everyone around them completely off guard.

It made it sound like Zhang Chaoqiang was older than a high school student, and his words sounded so righteous and reasonable at first glance.

Shen Qiangwei and Zhang Huolong were not very familiar with their fighting rhetoric.