Zhang Wuwu drove and took Ji Chenxing to the Zhang family's martial arts gym.

The Zhang family's martial arts gym is located in the south of the imperial city, a little far from the audition location.

As Zhang Wuwu was walking south, he received several calls on his mobile phone, including one from Zhang Ruquan.

Zhang Ruquan is Zhang Wuwu's father and the previous owner of the Zhang family martial arts school.

Now, although Zhang Ruquan has resigned and retreated behind the scenes, he will still come out to support the situation when Zhang Wuwu is not around.

Zhang Ruquan said on the phone that the people from Xingyi School had been making provocative noises in the martial arts hall, asking when Zhang Wuwu would be able to return.

Zhang Wuwu comforted Zhang Ruquan and said, "Dad, don't worry. This time I really found someone who can save our Zhang family."

Because they were driving and the noise from Zhang Ruquan's side was quite loud, Zhang Wuwu did not explain much. He just told Zhang Ruquan not to worry and hung up the phone.

About half an hour later, we finally arrived at the Zhang Family Martial Arts School.

The martial arts hall is decorated in a simple Chinese style, with white walls and wooden hollow door frames. The top is neatly arranged with small embedded lights, which looks very clean.

“Actually, the martial arts school wasn’t here before, the previous place was too old, and we just moved here in the past two years.

"The old man and I looked at the decoration of the martial arts hall together. It looks good, right?"

While opening the car door for Ji Chenxing, Zhang Wuwu introduced the situation of Zhang's Martial Arts School.

As soon as Zhang Wuwu's car door opened, Ji Chenxing saw several people walking out of the martial arts gym.

The leader was a white-haired old man. Although he was old, he was vigorous and his back was straight.

Ji Chenxing guessed that this person was Zhang Wuwu's father, Zhang Ruquan.

Behind Zhang Ruquan, there were some children. Most of them were teenagers, probably in elementary or middle school, and they were probably students of Zhang's martial arts school.

When a few younger children saw Zhang Wuwu coming back, their expressions became delighted. They shouted "Master" and ran towards the cheering Zhang Wuwu.

There were a few more people behind them. These people were tall, with very well-developed muscles. Their appearance and temperament were very different from the others.

Some of them are of yellow race, and some are of white race.

These people had disdainful expressions on their faces, and looked in Ji Chenxing's direction with teasing and scrutinizing eyes.

These people should be the ones that Zhang Wuwu mentioned, the people from the Xingyi School from South Korea.

But judging from their appearance, they have nothing to do with the "Xingyi School" at all. They are simply barbarians who came to cause trouble.

While they were looking at each other, Zhang Ruquan also walked up to Zhang Wuwu.

Different from the serious and rigid Zhang Wuwu, Zhang Ruquan looks very kind and amiable, just like an old grandfather next door.

"Wu Wu." Zhang Ruquan coughed lightly, "I remember you just told me that you brought back a master-level person? Where is he?"

Zhang Ruquan looked past Ji Chenxing and glanced into Zhang Wuwu's car, "Where are the people? Are they still in the car? Please ask them to get out!"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Zhang Wuwu's face, and he looked at Ji Chenxing. "Dad, don't look for him anymore. He's right here."

Zhang Ruquan thought there was something wrong with his eyes and almost jumped up when he heard what Zhang Wuwu said.

"Where? Where?" Zhang Ruquan's eyes finally fell on Ji Chenxing, "Son, you're not talking about her, are you?"

Zhang Ruquan was a little bit unbelievable. When he looked at Ji Chenxing, he seemed to have one big eye and one small eye, a bit like the cuteness of an old naughty boy.

Zhang Wuwu nodded, "Yes, it's her."

"Ah?" Zhang Ruquan gasped, "You are kidding me, right? How old is this girl? Why did you trick her here?" Zhang Ruquan's heart and eyes were full of worry, "Oh girl, today is not the day to sign up for martial arts, you should go back first, don't hurt yourself by accident."

Zhang Wuwu was shocked by what Zhang Ruquan said.

"Dad, what are you talking about? Didn't I tell you on the way here? This little girl is not an ordinary person. She is the master-level figure I told you about."

Zhang Ruquan said "Ah?" again.

It’s not that he was too surprised, but Ji Chenxing’s demeanor was really not like that of a martial artist.

People like Zhang Ruquan, Zhang Wuwu and others who practice martial arts can be seen from a distance that they have straight backs and look a bit like immortals.

But Ji Chenxing was different. Although she practiced martial arts, she also learned the etiquette of ancient women very well.

Whether she was walking or sitting, she appeared to be very humble and dignified. Although she had a sharp edge, it was all restrained and hard to be seen.

Moreover, Ji Chenxing is too young and doesn’t look like he knows any martial arts.

It is precisely for this reason that Zhang Ruquan now, just like Zhang Wuwu when he first met Ji Chenxing, did not see anything special in Ji Chenxing.

Zhang Ruquan sighed, "A few days ago, I asked you to think of a way to save the Zhang family martial arts school. You told me that there was no solution to this problem and that we could only rely on our family to grit our teeth and get through the difficulties, and I believed you.

"But you told me today that there was a master-level figure who could save our martial arts school. I was so happy for a while, so how come you gave me another girl?

"How could she be a master-level figure at such a young age? Even in our Zhang family, where generations have been learning martial arts, no one has become famous before the age of 20, let alone other ordinary families.

"You called the girl here for no reason. If she gets hurt, who will be responsible?"

Zhang Ruquan said a lot of gibberish, and now it was Zhang Wuwu's turn to not know how to explain.

But there was no time for him to explain, because the double door that had been standing at the door had walked over.

"Hey, you are the person in charge of this martial arts school, right? Zhang Wuwu?"

The young man had very strong muscles and spoke Chinese not very fluently. You could tell at first glance that he was not Chinese.

Zhang Wuwu glanced at the man casually, then replied, "That's right."

The young man chuckled disdainfully, "I'm Park Zhichang, from the Xingyi Sect, and I'm their second senior brother."

As Park Ji-chang spoke, he pointed to the group of young people standing upright at the door, indicating that those people were his junior fellow apprentices.

Zhang Wuwu nodded and said politely, "Hello."

Park Ji-chang chuckled, "Your Zhang Family Martial Arts School stole our Xingyi Kung Fu. Today, we are here to challenge your Zhang Family Martial Arts School.

"If you can't beat me, it proves that your Zhang family's Kung Fu was stolen from our Xingyi School. You should return the Zhang family boxing that originally belonged to us. You are not allowed to practice it anymore."

Zhang Wuwu was a little annoyed by Park Zhichang's logic, but he also found what he said very funny.

Park Zhichang looked at the group of children around Zhang Ruquan and shook his head. "Do they think they can beat our people? Hurry up and get your people out. If not, I will challenge the director directly!"

Ji Chenxing frowned. Park Zhichang had just said that he was only the second senior brother of Xingyi School.

If he were to fight with Zhang Wuwu, no matter whether Zhang Wuwu won or lost in the end, it would not look good for the Zhang family martial arts school.

Ji Chenxing stepped forward and said, "Who do you think you are? You want to challenge our director? I will fight you."

Hearing a little girl's voice, Park Ji-chang raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh? You? Are you here to make fun of me?" (End of this chapter)