<h4>Chapter 1206: Chapter 1213: Challengers at the Door (Part 2)</h4>


    "If you don’t want to die, call your dad immediately and tell him toe to Chengde Martial Arts Hall right away," Ling Chen said coldly.


    Looking at Ling Chen’s icy gaze, Zhou Fangfang was not afraid, only felt an intense anger. As the son of the Martial Arts Association President, everyone treated him with respect; he had never suffered such humiliation. Especially the pain from that p, it fueled his rage even more.


    "Ling Chen, you’re looking for death!" Zhou Fangfang roared furiously, swinging his fist directly towards Ling Chen’s face.


    Facing Zhou Fangfang’s attack, Ling Chen was unfazed. A fierce whip kick followed through, fiercely sweeping Zhou Fangfang’s lower body. Instantly, Zhou Fangfang’s body tilted, lost his bnce, and fell to the ground. Before Zhou Fangfang could get back up, Ling Chen swiftly kicked out. In a moment, a miserable scream echoed throughout the Martial Arts Academy.


    "Ling Chen, you..." Seeing Ling Chen’s action, Ren Han was taken aback. He couldn’t have imagined that Ling Chen would strike so ruthlessly, directly breaking Zhou Fangfang’s shin bone. It was known that the most famous Martial Arts of the Zhou family were the Thirty-Two Paths of Tan Leg, all their skills relying on the legs. Zhou Fangfang’s severe leg injury would definitely affect his strength, at best he could be a martial master in the academy, but bing a master would be impossible.


    "Pain... It hurts so much!" Zhou Fangfang hugged his injured shin, his face pale, and moans of misery kepting from his mouth.


    "If you don’t want your other leg ruined too, you’d better call your dad immediately."


    Hearing Ling Chen’s voice, Zhou Fangfang gritted his teeth, itching to tear a piece off Ling Chen’s body. But the harsh reality quickly brought him back to his senses. The person in front of him was not someone he could afford to offend. Although unwilling, for the sake of his other leg, Zhou Fangfang obediently took out his phone and dialed Zhou Qian’s number.


    After hanging up the phone, Zhou Fangfang looked at Ling Chen with cold, venomous eyes and said, "Just you wait, when my dades, see how I deal with you."


    Ling Chen didn’t bother to pay attention to such an idiot and directly found a chair to sit down in the martial arts academy hall. Ji Gang stood quietly beside him, motionless, his eyes vacant like a nt. After returning from the Army General Hospital today, Ling Chen immediately called Hu Fei to have Ji Gang sent over. Ling Chen didn’t n to stir up trouble on this trip to Beijing; he wanted to slow down and keep things low-key.


    However, everyone has a bottom line that must not be crossed, and General Qiao Zhen was one of them.


    When Ling Chen saw Qiao Zhen lying in the hospital bed, uncertain between life and death, he was truly angry. Only, he hid his emotions well and did not easily reveal them.


    When ites to harshness, he’s never lost to anyone!


    After waiting for more than half an hour, Zhou Qian still hadn’t appeared. Ling Chen wasn’t in a hurry, sitting quietly with his arms crossed. Just now, when Zhou Fangfang called Zhou Qian, he told him what had happened here. Zhou Qian hadn’te yet probably because he was gathering people.


    It took over an hour before Zhou Qian rushed to Chengde Martial Arts Hall with arge group of people.


    Seeing Zhou Fangfang lying on the ground, Zhou Qian’s expression changed, he hurriedly ran over and asked with concern, "Fangfang, are you alright?"


    "Dad! That bastard broke my leg." Seeing Zhou Qian arrive, Zhou Fangfang immediately felt he had support, pointed at Ling Chen and cursed, "You must get revenge for your son."


    Zhou Qian furrowed his brows, looking coldly at Ling Chen, and said in a deep voice, "Ling Chen, what are you doing? Our Zhou family has no grudges against you, past or present, why did you harm my son so viciously?"


    Ling Chen replied ndly, "President Zhou, me your son for talking too much,cking skills yet trying to stand up for others." As he spoke, Ling Chen stood up and walked directly to Zhou Qian, saying, "I called you here to ask you a question. Did you do what happenedst night?"


    "What incident?" Zhou Qian was somewhat confused.


    "Last night someone attacked one of his elders, and he thinks it was us who did it," Ren Han interjected.


    Upon hearing this, Zhou Qian finally understood, "Ling Chen, regardless of whether we did it or not, you’re here causing trouble without evidence, do you really think we’re easy to bully?"


    As he finished speaking, Zhou Qian waved his hand, and the twenty or so people he brought immediately surrounded Ling Chen.


    "Careful, that old man is Ji Gang," Ren Han reminded.


    Zhou Qian was slightly startled and then shifted his gaze towards Ji Gang not far away. When he entered earlier, he had noticed the old man, but because of Zhou Fangfang’s injury, he hadn’t paid much attention, focusing all his thoughts on his son. Now, hearing Ren Han’s reminder, Zhou Qian carefully scrutinized Ji Gang.


    Confirming Ji Gang’s identity, Zhou Qian’s heart sank, and he hurriedly went to Ji Gang, sping his fists respectfully, and greeted him, "Elder Ji, I’ve admired your name for a long time. I’m Zhou Qian, President of Huaxia Martial Arts Association. I’ve had the honor of meeting you once, do you remember?"


    Looking at Zhou Qian, Ji Gang’s expression was stiff, as if he hadn’t heard anything, with no reaction at all. Seeing this, Zhou Qian mistakenly thought Ji Gang didn’t want to respond to him and continued saying, "Elder Ji, I..."


    Before Zhou Qian could finish speaking, Ling Chen’s voice suddenly came from the side, "Elder Ji, President Zhou is greeting you, at least give some response."


    As the words fell, a glint of light suddenly burst forth from Ji Gang’s ancient, unwavering eyes. At the same moment, his body slightly leaned forward, his aura exploding instantly. Zhou Qian, unprepared, was directly struck and flew away,nding heavily on the ground, blood gushing uncontrobly from his mouth.


    "Elder Ji, you...ah!" Zhou Qian opened his mouth, only to spew another mouthful of blood.


    Seeing this scene, the people Zhou Qian brought were all stunned, standing in ce, looking at each other, none dared to act rashly. Ling Chen ignored them, walked straight through the encirclement, approached Zhou Qian and Ren Han, and said, "Don’t me me for being ruthless; me yourselves for following the wrong person. If you want to continue in this field, you’d better give me some useful information."


    Zhou Qian endured the pain, roaring furiously, "Ling Chen, we’re from the Martial Arts Association. If you dare to touch us, you’ll be against the entire Martial Arts Association, and I’ll make sure you can never stand in the martial arts world."


    Ling Chen replied indifferently, "Whatever, anyway, this identity means nothing to me. How you act is your business, but the precondition is you are able to live that long. Now, you have two choices: tell me who the attacker wasst night, or provide valuable information to me."