"Old Liu! What was going on? Where is my genius martial artist?"
On the other end of the phone, Yang Zhen's voice was loud and clear. Even from afar, Lu Chen could hear it clearly.
"You old fellow, you're not bad. You actually hid it from me, the president of the Martial Arts Association!”
"I've already helped you get the spot. Are you in school now? I'll come over immediately!”
Lu Chen could tell from his voice that President Yang Zhen was also a man with a fiery temper.
However, don't look at his temper, Yang Zhen was the leader of Cloud City's ten great battle generals and martial artists!
He was even stronger than Liu Buping.
"What do you mean yours? That was nurtured by my No. 1 High School. It has nothing to do with you!”
Liu Buping laughed out loud." I'll be at school. I'll wait for you. We'll talk more when you're here."”
"toot."
He hung up the phone decisively. It was obvious that he was planning to come.
"Lu Chen, you should know President Yang, right?”
"He'll be here soon. He'll also be the leader who'll take you to the capital. Do you want to meet him together?" Liu Buping said with a smile.”
Perhaps it was because of Lu Chen's amazing fist strength, or perhaps it was because he was too happy.
At this moment, Liu Buping did not even know that his attitude towards Lu Chen was almost equal.
In his words, he was also following Lu Chen's wishes.
Lu Chen nodded and did not refuse.
The president of the Martial Arts Association was much more famous in Cloud City than Liu Buping.
Moreover, since he was the leader, it was good to familiarize himself with him in advance.
Yun Cheng Martial Arts Association was only a 20-minute drive away from No.1 Middle School.
15 minutes later.
"Old Liu, Lu Chen hasn't left yet, right?"
A muffled voice came from afar.
Then, a tall and burly middle-aged man walked in with a flushed face.
"No, no. I stayed behind to wait for you.”
Liu Buping stood up and introduced,"This is Lu Chen, the genius martial artist nurtured by No.1 Middle School!"”
"Lu Chen, this is President Yang."
Liu Buping even emphasized when he said 'we.'
"Hello, President Yang."
Lu Chen stood up.
"What President Yang? I'm not familiar with it. You can call me Old Yang or Uncle Yang.”
The more Yang Zhen looked at Lu Chen, the more satisfied he became. In the end, he could not help but smile and say,"Old Liu, our Cloud City might have a monster in the top ten of the training camp this year.”
"There's a chance, there's a chance, haha!”
After the three of them sat down, they chatted for a while.
Liu Buping said,"Old Yang, I'm handing Lu Chen over to you. If anything happens during the training camp, don't blame me for being rude!"”
The twins had Su Buxiu protecting them in secret, but Lu Chen was different.
This was his No.1 Middle School, Liu Buping's favorite. There could not be any accidents.
In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that the training camp was organized by the various martial arts associations, Liu Buping really wanted to go by himself.
"Don't worry, Lu Chen is not only from your First High School, but also from Cloud City!”
"I almost forgot the most important thing."”
As he spoke, Yang Zhen took out a piece of golden paper from his pocket.
"Lu Chen, this is a second-grade Spiritual Power Powder. With it, you can become a martial artist tonight.”
"Taking part in the training camp assessment as a martial artist?" Yang Zhen smiled."Tsk tsk, our Cloud City can also have today's achievements!”
Lu Chen's fist strength was 9.88 tons, and after soaking in the Spiritual Power Powder, his fist strength could increase by 200 kilograms.
Lu Chen was only one step away from becoming a martial artist.
However, he was still not a martial artist. Once he became a real martial artist, the treatment in the training camp would be completely different.
Lu Chen naturally knew about the Spiritual Power Powder. After all, Su Xuewei had just used it last night.
However, Lu Chen did not intend to use it. Instead, he planned to maximize its use.
If he used it himself, he would at most have 200 kilograms of punching force.
However, if it was given to someone else and he contracted the other party, it would increase his fist strength by at least 400 kilograms.
After weighing the two options, Lu Chen naturally knew what to choose.
As for his identity as a martial artist, it was only a matter of time. Lu Chen did not care if he was two days late.
After that, Yang Zhen briefly explained the things to take note of in the training camp.
In the end.
"This is the training manual for the previous five training camps.”
Yang Zhen said," Aren't you going home later? Take my car. I'll get the driver to send you home."”
"Alright, thank you, Uncle Yang."
Lu Chen smiled and took the book.
……
Fenglin District.
At the entrance, a black SUV with the license plate number 00100 stopped steadily.
The car door opened automatically.
A tall and handsome young man got out of the car.""Master Huang, sorry to trouble you."
"It's no trouble at all. It's what I should do.”
The driver, Master Huang, was instantly flattered.
Although he did not know Lu Chen's exact identity, he was definitely not an ordinary person who could be picked up by President Yang alone.
Lu Chen waved at the driver's seat and turned to leave.
"Little Chen?"
The guard, Old Zhang, put down the thermos flask and said in surprise,"Is that you?"
Fenglin Community was a residential area that had moved back. Everyone had been neighbors for decades.
Old Zhang, the guard, had also watched Lu Chen grow up.
But now, Old Zhang realized that Lu Chen had become a lot more unfamiliar. It seemed that…he had grown taller, and he did not dare to get close to him.
When Old Zhang was young, his peak punching strength was only around 200 kilograms.
Now that he was old, his physical functions had deteriorated, and his fist strength was only around 70 kilograms.
"Uncle Zhang, it's me!"
Lu Chen turned around and smiled.”
Fenglin Community was an hour and a half away from the school, so Lu Chen came back once a month.
"I can't stay idle."
Old Zhang looked back at the black SUV speeding away.""This car…looks like the Martial Arts Association's president's car, right?”
"Little Chen, you, you know the president of the Martial Arts Association?”
In the eyes of Old Zhang and the others, Yang Zhen was a high and mighty dignitary. He was an existence that could be said to be like a god on land.
Although Old Zhang had never seen his car before, he knew the license plate number.
Therefore, he could not help but feel shocked.
"Uncle Zhang, you're mistaken."
"Did I see wrongly?"
Old Zhang was a little puzzled, but thinking about it, it made sense. How could Xiao Chen know such a big shot?
"Uncle Zhang, I'll go back first."
Lu Chen carried his bag and left quickly.
"That was Xiao Chen just now, right?"
After Lu Chen left, Auntie Li, who had brought her grandson back, said with a smile.
"Yeah, I heard that Xiao Chen's results are not bad. If he works hard, he might be able to get into a martial arts university.”
Old Zhang sighed.
"Really? Then our neighborhood is going to produce college students.”Auntie Li said happily.
Block 6, Room 502.
"Mom, I'm back."
Lu Chen opened the door and said.
(I wonder if flowers can be raised to 1000?) Waiting online, quite urgent)
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