As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the scene was once again taken aback; no one expected Ling Chen to have such an identity. Being a disciple of Su He, this is no small matter. Especially Zhou Qian and Ren Han, although they guessed that Ling Chen might be related to the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, they didn’t think it would be this profound.
The two exchanged a glance, feeling sowhat relieved. Fortunately, they hadn’t impulsively sought trouble with Ling Chen; otherwise, they wouldn’t even know how they died.
Su He glanced at Tong Zhentian, but did not respond to him.
"Elder Tong, you must be mistaken." Wang Hao, who had been standing at the back, spoke up: "Master only has as a disciple. When did Ling Chen beco a disciple of Master? Elder Tong, you must clarify, you can’t say such things lightly."
At this point, Wang Hao fixed his gaze on Ling Chen, with a slight smirk on his lips and a hint of provocation in his eyes.
Master? Disciple?
Ling Chen’s heart sank; it seed Wang Hao had already beco Su He’s disciple as he wished. It showed that Su He had completely abandoned him. With a rapid turn of thought, Ling Chen smiled slightly and said, "Elder Su once guided , but my aptitude is rather dull, and I did not have the honor of becoming Elder Su’s formal disciple. Nevertheless, in my heart, I have always regarded Elder Su as my master."
Upon hearing Ling Chen’s response, a smile appeared in Tong Zhentian’s eyes. This kid’s reaction was quite clever, his words impeccable.
"Old Su, since you’re here, why don’t you join in the ribbon-cutting?" Tong Zhentian extended the invitation.
"I’m just a guest, mainly here to witness the event today. You all go ahead, don’t mind ."
With the conversation at this point, Tong Zhentian certainly wouldn’t insist. He then signaled to Ling Chen and, with Qiu Yong and others, returned to the stage to prepare for the ribbon-cutting ceremony.
Looking at the people on stage, Wang Hao sneered, "Didn’t they say the Dragon Tiger Hall has deep foundations? How co, besides Elder Tong, there’s not even a single heavyweight guest for the ribbon-cutting?"
Wang Hao’s voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.
Provocation!
It was definitely provocation!
Who didn’t know that the five martial arts celebrities brought by Su He were originally guests for this ribbon-cutting ceremony, but were intercepted by the Heavenly chanism Pavilion on the way and dared not attend. Wang Hao speaking up at this mont was undoubtedly a mockery and provocation towards the Dragon Tiger Hall.
Ling Chen smiled faintly and said, "Elder Tong, as the Martial Arts Hall Master of the Dragon Tiger Hall, is the leading figure today. We are all supporting roles and naturally cannot steal Elder Tong’s spotlight."
"Smooth talk, but in my view, it’s all excuses. I think, you just couldn’t get anyone to attend."
A slap in the face! And it’s an unrelenting one in full view of everyone.
Wang Hao spoke up repeatedly, and even if those present were sowhat dull, they now understood. The Heavenly chanism Pavilion didn’t co to congratulate this ti but to cause trouble.
This added unexpected amusent to the originally bland ribbon-cutting ceremony. The Heavenly chanism Pavilion picking a fight with the Dragon Tiger Hall, nobody knew which was more formidable.
In terms of foundation and strength, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion was undoubtedly superior, but Tong Zhentian, as a martial arts titan, the only master comparable to Su He, was not easily bullied.
With two tigers fighting, everyone was curious about the outco. After all, this was the Dragon Tiger Hall’s ho ground and the most important ribbon-cutting ceremony. If not handled well, not only would the people of Dragon Tiger Hall lose face, but they would also be suppressed by the Heavenly chanism Pavilion and beco a laughingstock in Martial Arts.
At this point, Zhou Qian and Ren Han were amused. They initially thought Su He was here to support, but it turned out he was here to ruin things. Humph! It’s good to see Ling Chen suffer.
Dragon Tiger Hall, what a lousy martial arts academy, let it close down on its very first day.
At one end of the crowd, the four won of Nanrong Wanqing watched the standoff with anxious expressions.
"Xiaozhu, will Ling Chen and the others be alright?" Liu Xiyao asked. Among the four of them, only Zhu Xiaozhu knew the situation well; the others were unclear about what was happening.
Zhu Xiaozhu lightly bit her thin lips and said, "Ling Chen and the others are in a rather tricky situation."
"Sister Xiaozhu, are those people coming to cause trouble very powerful?"
Zhu Xiaozhu glanced at Tang Shiyun, who asked the question, and nodded, "More than powerful. In Martial Arts, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion is the largest force; no one dares to oppose them."
"What should we do then?" Nanrong Wanqing was very worried.
"I don’t know; these kinds of things can only be resolved by them. We can’t help."
At this mont, Ling Chen squinted slightly, looking at Wang Hao below the stage, and said, "We originally invited several heavyweight guests. Unfortunately, they couldn’t make it at the last minute, so we had to make temporary arrangents. However, this doesn’t an any loss to us. On the contrary, the real loss belongs to those guests."
Upon hearing this, soone curiously asked, "Mr. Ling, they just didn’t co to the ribbon-cutting ceremony, how could there be any loss?"
Ling Chen smiled slightly, "We prepared generous gifts to give as a token of thanks to the guests. Since they couldn’t attend, these gifts are now nullified."
"Just a thank-you gift, what kind of loss could it be?"
"Indeed, who would care about such things," the people below discussed.
However, amidst the discussion, soone couldn’t help but ask, "Mr. Ling, since you talk about losses, these thank-you gifts must be extraordinary."
Ling Chen smiled and nodded, "That’s right." With that, Ling Chen waved towards the backstage. Soon, two young n ca up with two trays. On those two trays, there were a total of five exquisite wooden boxes, but it was unclear what was inside.
Ling Chen glanced at the crowd and said very deliberately, "These gifts are worthless to ordinary people, but to martial artists, they are treasures beyond reach." With that, Ling Chen opened one of the wooden boxes, took out a manuscript, and raised it above his head, saying, "This is a set of boxing techniques created by a Grandmaster of boxing two hundred years ago, nad the Heavenly Gang Fist, known for its vigor. I believe so present have heard of it. Sadly, this set of techniques was lost over a hundred years ago."
Upon hearing this, everyone’s eyes focused beside Su He. The old man beside Su He was renowned in the martial arts world for his boxing techniques. Moreover, anyone familiar with him knew this martial arts celebrity had once obtained so remnants of the Heavenly Gang Fist and had long wished to restore the complete technique through his own efforts. But after more than ten years, he had made no progress.
If not for the Heavenly chanism Pavilion’s interference, the Heavenly Gang Fist manual in Ling Chen’s hand would have already been his.
Feeling the gaze of those around, the old man remained indifferent, his old eyes fixed on the Heavenly Gang Fist manual in Ling Chen’s hand, eager to fly forward and grab it imdiately.
Years of aspiration, seemingly within reach, thwarted by... thinking of this, the old man looked bitterly at Su He.
Heavenly chanism Pavilion!
All a bunch of bastards!
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