<h4>Chapter 1205: Chapter 1212: Challenging the Dojo (Part 1)</h4>


    Zhou Fangfang’s face turned angry, and he opened his mouth to angrily curse: "You..."


    "You what?" Ling Chen mercilessly interrupted, retorting, "Shut up, this has nothing to do with you. Either watch quietly from the side or get lost, don’t try to show your presence in front of me."


    "Ling Chen, you..." Before Zhou Fangfang could finish speaking, Ren Han interjected, "Fangfang, there’s no need to argue with someone like him. Just watch from the side, let me handle this." Having said that, Ren Han locked his gaze on Ling Chen, coldly saying, "Ling Chen, don’t think you can act recklessly just because Elder Tong supports you. Let me remind you, this is Beijing, not a ce for you to do as you please."


    "So what if it’s Beijing?" Ling Chen smiled indifferently, unconcerned as he spoke, "Chairman Ren, out of respect I consider you a Martial Arts Elder, but you? Shameless, despicable techniques, truly disgraceful to the title of President of the Martial Arts Association. However, that’s not the point. My main purpose foring today is to rify something. Where were youst night?"


    "That’s my private affair, I have no obligation to tell you. If you have no other questions, you can leave now; Chengde Martial Arts Hall does not wee you."


    Ling Chen nodded and said, "One of my elders was ambushedst night, now lying in the ICU, life or death uncertain. The assant was highly skilled, and after much thought, you and Zhou Qian are the main suspects."


    Ren Han furrowed his brow slightly, retorting coldly, "Ling Chen, you’d better think carefully before you speak. I have no enmity or acquaintance with your elder, why would I trouble myself looking for him."


    "Yes, you’re right. If it were in the past, I wouldn’t suspect you. But given your ties with Hong Wei, I have no choice but to suspect you."


    Hearing this, Ren Han was momentarily stunned and then burst intoughter, gloating as he said, "So you’ve offended Mr. Hong. Haha! Ling Chen, if that’s the case, you can only me your elder for seeking trouble. Who in Beijing doesn’t know, it’s better to provoke King Yan than Hong Wei. Opposing Mr. Hong is a death wish."


    Ling Chen stared directly at Ren Han, punctuating each word, "Do you dare say this matter has nothing to do with you?"


    "Believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me. If you want revenge, you might as well go directly to Hong Wei. But I’m afraid youck the courage." Ren Han mocked, "Ling Chen, face reality, this isn’t your turf, be careful not to lose your life in Beijing."


    "That’s not your concern. I will deal with Hong Wei eventually, but first, I need to handle some problems."


    Feeling the cold intent in Ling Chen’s gaze, Ren Han’s heart sank slightly, frowning as he asked, "What do you mean by that?"


    "I once respected you as the Vice President of the Martial Arts Association, but now I know, what a joke of a president, you and Zhou Qian are just someone’sckeys. To reach your level is a disgrace to us martial artists. Before dealing with Hong Wei, I must first deal with you two, to prevent any dogs from blocking my path when the timees."


    Being berated as dogs by Ling Chen, especially in front of a crowd, was more than Ren Han could bear despite his cultivation. With so many disciples watching, if he remained indifferent, how could he lead them in the future?


    "Fine, very well! Ling Chen, I have tolerated you again and again, yet you do not know restraint. Since that is the case, don’t me me for being discourteous." With that, Ren Han strode forward and extended his hand. The disciples behind him immediately understood, quickly retrieving a steel knife from a wooden box and handing it to him. With the knife in hand, Ren Han’s aura shifted instantly.


    "Ling Chen, you escapedst time, no victory decided. This time I’ll show you the true power of the Lianyang Saber Technique."


    "Enough nonsense, bring it on if you dare." Ling Chen remained unfazed, not regarding Ren Han.


    "Take this!" With a shout, Ren Han kicked off, his body transforming into a lightning bolt, knife held aloft as he charged at Ling Chen. In an instant, before the de reached him, a fierce wind swept in, feeling like the biting wind of December, chilling to the bone.


    Watching the approaching de, Ling Chen remained motionless, maintaining a calmposure like Mo Che in his eyes.


    When the steel knife was two centimeters from his forehead, a strong force suddenly burst forth. Feeling the terrifying power, Ren Han’s pupils contracted, and his movements briefly paused. In that moment he stopped, a fist shot out from above Ling Chen’s right shoulder, mming into the steel knife.


    In a sh, a cry rang out as Ren Han was forced back seven or eight meters, the steel knife falling from his hand, ttering loudly on the ground.


    This sudden change left everyone present stunned. Especially the disciples of the Martial Arts Academy, who never imagined their master couldn’t withstand a single move. Moreover, they noticed that Ren Han’s arms trembled slightly, his face pale, struggling even to stand.


    "You..." After resting for a while, Ren Han finally mustered the strength to speak, "You cheated!"


    Ling Chen shrugged, "I learned it from you." As he finished speaking, a person appeared behind Ling Chen, more urately, an old man. As a Vice President of the Martial Arts Association, Ren Han’s discernment was keen. Seeing the neer, he shuddered, his lips devoid of color.


    "Ji... Ji Gang... why... why are you...?" Ren Han stammered, eyes filled with fear.


    A master from the Heavenly List! Ling Chen had actually invited a master from the Heavenly List to help! In an instant, Ren Han’s heart filled with despair.


    Ling Chen walked over to Ren Han on his own, asking, "If it wasn’t youst night, then who was it? Tell me!"


    "I don’t know."


    "You don’t know?" Ling Chen snorted, "Chairman Ren, my patience is limited. Speak, who was it?"


    Ren Han nced at Ji Gang nearby, trembling inwardly as he quickly said, "Anyway, Hong Wei didn’t contact me, perhaps... perhaps..." He trailed off, casting his gaze towards Zhou Fangfang in the crowd.


    Seeing Ren Han’s gesture, Ling Chen immediately understood his meaning, walking straight over to Zhou Fangfang, questioning, "Where’s your dad?"


    "What do you want?" Zhou Fangfang’s eyes widened, coldly staring at Ling Chen as he shouted angrily, "I’ll tell you, my dad is the President of the Martial Arts Association, if you touch a hair on my head, I’ll make sure you..."


    p!


    Before Zhou Fangfang could finish, Ling Chen pped him, shutting him uppletely.