Chapter 120: The End of the True Martial Class

Time passed slowly.

Afternoon.

Luoshan County, outside the gate of the True Martial Class.

On the street, the crowd was bustling.

The crackling sound of firecrackers rang out.

Zhuang Xihang and other high school principals stood at the school gate, looking very solemn.

Above the school gate, a line of large characters was written on a horizontal red banner.

【Warmly celebrate the successful conclusion of the Luoshan County True Martial Class!】

Beside the school, there were two or three private cars, as well as buses rented by village groups waiting.

Chen Yuhu and Chen Yu stood in the crowd, constantly peering inside.

"The True Martial Class has finally ended; go back and cook a good meal for your Brother."

Chen Yuhu laughed loudly.

He was not clear about the internal situation of the True Martial Class.

But he was clear that his Son could finally relax a little.

In the past, when they were at home, Chen Yan and his sister would play in the countryside, so happy.

It was just that as they grew older, Chen Yuhu discovered that the pressure on his children was also growing greater.

Now, it would be nice for Chen Yan to have a good rest.

"I even treated Brother to a meal in the city yesterday," Chen Yu said with a smile from the side.

"Hm?

What did you eat?" Chen Yuhu asked in surprise.

"Hot pot."

"What is so good about hot pot? Go back and Dad will stew meat for you; it's cheaper than hot pot and tastes better."

Chen Yuhu laughed, thinking to himself how Chen Yu was wasting money by going to the city.

But once he thought about how his Son could earn a large sum of money just by killing an Ancient Beast, he didn't say anything more.

"Chen Yuhu, is that Chen Yuhu?"

A man's voice rang out. Chen Yuhu turned his head; it was a middle-aged man with a crew cut.

"Lao Li?" Chen Yuhu said with pleasant surprise.

The person who came was someone from his old village who had a good relationship with him, and later went to the neighboring Zhangni Township to become a live-in son-in-law.

"Your Son is also in the True Martial Class?" Lao Li laughed.

"That's right."

"I just said, back in the day, Old Chen and I had solid talent in Luoshan County; we didn't have money for Cultivation Technique, but our children would certainly be able to do it," Lao Li laughed heartily.

"Ah... Hahaha... That is so... Yes."

Chen Yuhu gave a sheepish laugh.

His talent was good?

Being able to give birth to these two children meant his talent was good.

Yes.

Very good!

"Speaking of which, Old Chen, why haven't I seen you before?" Lao Li began:

"I come over once or twice every week."

"I... haven't come over..." Chen Yuhu said with some embarrassment.

It seemed that after his Son went to the True Martial Class, he really hadn't come.

"You don't send supplements to your Son?" Lao Li asked in surprise.

"I haven't sent any." Chen Yuhu shook his head.

"Oh my, you..." Lao Li said with great regret:

"At a time like this, you can't save money. I send the Red-haired Lingzhi Soup my wife stews once every five days, and SoulRefining Medicine once every seven days."

Lao Li's voice was very loud, causing the people around to look over.

"If you don't risk the bait, you won't catch the Wolf. The resources inside the True Martial Class are good, but you have to be willing to spend money!"

Lao Li took a deep breath, looking very regretful.

Chen Yuhu's expression sank slightly.

What the other party said was right!

But the problem was... the money he had in his hands now seemed to be what his Son had earned.

If Chen Yan wanted resources, perhaps he could go to Qingshan Mountain once and get far more than what he could bring over.

"The child might have his own methods," Chen Yuhu said.

"You can't let the child be too tired, Old Chen. They will be martial artists in the future; this time is the key to their growth."

Lao Li kept talking, shaking his head.

People nearby who heard Lao Li's words also kept nodding in agreement.

Chen Yuhu opened his mouth and looked at his daughter beside him.

"Dad, Brother is very powerful."

Chen Yu said; she couldn't exactly say to Chen Yuhu, 'Dad, you can't help Brother at all.'

If she said that, it would be too heartbreaking.

Chen Yuhu nodded, though the joy in his heart was halved.

He felt, perhaps, a bit too useless.

"Old Chen, I've hired a teacher for my son; I'll have your son come along later," Lao Li continued from the side.

"No need, Uncle," Chen Yu said.

She knew the other party meant well, but she was truly afraid her Brother would scare that teacher away with just one look.

"Don't be shy. Look at me—I'm considered wealthy, right? But my son is a pauper in the True Martial Class!

He gets looked down upon.

If we don't strive now, we'll be even poorer in the future!"

Lao Li crossed his arms, looked around, and let out a "Hmph."

Nearby, in a private car, a man wearing sunglasses saw Lao Li's manner and let out a disdainful sound:

"Poor is poor, why pretend to be a big spender?"

"What did you say?" Lao Li's brows shot up.

"Forget it, forget it, Lao Li," Chen Yuhu hurriedly pulled Lao Li back.

That private car clearly wasn't cheap; the person sitting in it was obviously a wealthy gentleman.

Lao Li couldn't afford to provoke him.

Lao Li let out a low huff.

The man in sunglasses in the private car gave a Cold Snort.

It was right at this moment.

"Someone is coming out!"

"What a handsome Youth!"

"He looks so good; one look and you can tell he's a martial arts prodigy. That Aura, it's just too good!"

Chen Yuhu and Chen Yu looked over.

On the campus path directly facing the school gate.

Under the brilliant sunlight, a handsome Youth walked slowly.

His figure was tall and slender, his gait composed, and the sunlight danced on the tips of his hair.

His pair of Pupils, under the illumination of the Great Sun, lost none of their brightness; though calm, there was an invisible field of energy shrouding his side.

On the path, he was surprisingly the only one walking, looking very natural.

The crowd first discussed, then secretly felt startled.

Just watching from afar, one couldn't help but feel a sense of inferiority arise in their heart.

It was as if that Youth shouldn't be a person belonging to this place.

"Oh, this Youth!"

Beside Chen Yuhu, Lao Li exclaimed in surprise.

This Youth's Aura was just too good.

"He must be the child of some wealthy family," Lao Li sighed with emotion.

"Hey, I've seen that Chu Xuansheng from the Chu Family, and he doesn't have this kind of Spirit," someone nearby spoke up, then quickly shut their mouth.

The Chu Family, how truly miserable.

Chen Yuhu looked at the Youth, his body stiffening slightly for a moment; how much time had passed, yet his Son had changed so much he almost didn't recognize him.

Clearly, his Appearance hadn't changed much, and his height had only grown a little.

But that Aura was like something he had never seen before.

He couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions in his heart.

His Son must have experienced a great deal.

"Old Chen, look at this Youth..." Lao Li continued from the side.

Yet at this moment.

"Brother, I'm here!"

Chen Yu suddenly stretched out her hand, jumping and waving at Chen Yan.

Inside the campus, Chen Yan's expression was calm, but his heart carried a trace of helplessness.

It was just the end of a True Martial Class; for his Father and Sister to come pick him up was a bit too solemn.

However, he looked around and saw parents waiting for their children to finish school, so he didn't mind.

"Principal Zhuang, Principal Li..."

Chen Yan slightly signaled to the several principals guarding the gate.

Principal Zhuang and the other principals all smiled and nodded at Chen Yan, and some of the other principals even looked a bit fearful and respectful.

When all was said and done, Chen Yan was a legend of the True Martial Class.

In the future, he would far surpass them; even now, they could only see his back.

Principal Zhuang looked at the Youth with a complex expression and nodded with a smile:

"Xinqian has entered the Military Martial Guard, thank you!"

"No need to thank me, it is the result of her own hard work," Chen Yan said.

Wang Xinqian had actually entered the Military Martial Guard; this was something he hadn't expected.

Principal Zhuang nodded; although Chen Yan said it that way, how could he not know that Wang Xinqian being able to enter the Military Martial Guard was mostly because the Military Martial Guard was giving Chen Yan face.

"Old Zhuang, you've done well," an envious principal said from the side.

"Hey..." Principal Zhuang shook his head, his heart complex.

He even wants to take Chen Yan as his apprentice?

You all probably don't know.

If you knew, you'd probably laugh yourselves to death.

How can a sparrow teach a swan?

Under the gaze of the crowd, Chen Yan walked up to Chen Yuhu and Chen Yu, and skillfully patted Chen Yu's brain:

"I told you, there was no need to come."

Chen Yan spoke, and Chen Yu stuck out her tongue.

To the side, Lao Li opened his mouth wide:

"Old Chen, is this your son? You look so ugly, how is your son..."

Chen Yuhu was stunned, and he Frown at Lao Li beside him:

"I..."

Lao Li didn't care, however, and looked at Chen Yan, asking kindly:

"Child, have you seen my son? His name is Li Dongxing, do you know him?"

Chen Yan shook his head.

He really didn't know who Li Dongxing was.

In fact, he didn't know the names of most people in the True Martial Class.

Lao Li was surprised and continued to ask:

"Then why did you come out, and why haven't they come out yet?"

Lao Li's voice rang out, and the other parents also looked over one after another.

That's right, why haven't their children come out yet?

"Brother, where is your luggage?"

Chen Yu also asked strangely; Chen Yan only had a schoolbag on his back, and he hadn't brought any bedding or anything else.

Chen Yan pursed his lips; he didn't know how to answer.

Should he say that after the True Martial Class ended, the Haoshen Faction saw he hadn't left, so they didn't dare to leave?

And that the Poor Faction is still under the leadership of Li Qingyuan, helping him tidy up his room and bring his things?