Chapter Eighty-Eight: There Will Be a Call, and a Call Will Be Returned

Chen Ding's worries were indeed justified, and even Chen Zhuo, who had been instructed by Wu Fan and regarded Wu Fan as a god, had doubts in his eyes.

I don't know how Wu Fan is going to solve this problem, if there are not enough powerful people in the martial arts hall, and there is no strong and experienced teaching, even if these students join in with enthusiasm for a while, they will complain in the future.

Even, there is the possibility of anti-customer-oriented!

Wu Fan turned around, he had already expected Chen Ding's question, he looked at Chen Ding's lame leg, and said:

"In this Nanjiang City, there used to be a large number of military-funded martial arts halls, and at that time, most of the martial artists in the world came from military-funded martial arts halls.

However, now, in this big Nanjiang City, only your Tiandao Martial Arts Pavilion is left, and only Chen Ding, a former veteran, is insisting. ”

What Wu Fan said is the history of the prosperity and decline of the Nanjiang City Military Arsenal.

Once, in the northern kingdom, the military had the largest number and strongest warriors.

In order to increase the overall number of warriors in the northern country, the military has established a large number of military-funded martial arts halls throughout the country, with retired soldiers serving as hall owners and instructors, and training a large number of warriors for the northern country.

However, as the military invested more and more strength and energy on the border, there was no time to take care of the interior, as well as the peace within the northern country for a hundred years, and the rise of many wealthy families, under various factors, the martial arts merchant alliance replaced the status of the original military martial arts hall and became the leader of the martial arts community in the northern country.

And the martial arts prosperous Nanjiang City, is a typical representative of it, in the past few decades, the military martial arts hall from the original fifty-eight, to only one Tiandao martial arts hall.

This is also the reason why the Tiandao Martial Arts Pavilion has become a thorn in the side of the Tianyang Martial Pavilion.

Whether it is the Zhao family or the Martial Arts Alliance, they all want to make the military martial arts hall completely history in this city.

And it is precisely because of Chen Ding's persistence that the Tiandao Martial Arts Hall has persisted to this day.

Although Chen Ding was a little weak in the gambling fight with Tianyang Martial Arts Hall a few days ago.

But this is a veteran, under the insistence of Jane for decades, without a backer, no helper, and no hope, he has developed a cautious and habitual helplessness.

"No matter what, you are still an excellent fighter, there are people, I will not forget you!" As he spoke, Wu Fan suddenly squatted down and pressed his hand on Chen Ding's crippled leg.

Chen Ding's stump leg had lost consciousness because of the Zhao family's plot, as if his body was connected to a piece of wood.

"Chief's ......"

Chen Ding was a little nervous, in his eyes, Wu Fan was a big man in the army, and he was just a crippled veteran, so he was not qualified to let such a big man squat down and check his stump legs.

Wu Fan didn't care, he pressed one hand on Chen Ding's stump leg, and then pressed his hand on the stump leg, constantly sending internal strength to it, hoping to activate the necrotic muscles and nerves.

"Chief, it's useless, I have entrusted someone, and the highest I have found the king of the four realms to treat me, and the other party asserted that unless ...... Unless there is a Five Realms Grandmaster to make a move, there is a slim chance...... This, what does it feel like!?"

Chen Ding was very moved, and wanted to persuade Wu Fan to give up, but when he was just halfway through speaking, his eyes widened, and he looked at his stump leg in surprise, then looked at Wu Fan, and then looked back at the stump leg, and so on.

Chen Ding felt that the stump leg, which had lost consciousness, had a warm feeling at this time.

It was as if there was an extremely comfortable and warm internal energy roaming around the stump leg, and where it passed, it quickly repaired his necrotic muscles and nerves, making him feel warm.

"Chief, is this ......?" confirming that he was not delusional, Chen Ding asked Wu Fan with a little apprehension and hope.

Wu Fan withdrew his hand and nodded to affirm Chen Ding's conjecture, "I'm just helping you activate the necrotic muscles and leg nerves, and the subsequent treatment will also require the help of professional doctors and your own efforts." ”

Wu Fan calmly said the conclusion that made Chen Ding, Chen Zhuo, and all the disciples of the Martial Arts Hall extremely happy: "It won't take long for your legs to fully recover, and your martial arts strength will naturally recover." ”

Hearing this news, everyone in the martial arts hall was excited.

After the excitement, Chen Ding, as the owner of the museum, and Chen Shu, the senior brother, still have to return to reality.

Although after Chen Ding's leg recovered, the martial arts hall finally had a certain amount of strength, but it was still not enough to rely on him alone to support the new Heavenly Dao martial arts hall that was now extremely hot and countless students were vying to join.

The two wanted to talk and stopped, Wu Fan took in the expressions of the two, he stopped selling Guan Zi, and clapped his hands.

Immediately, Chen Ding and the others looked at the position of the door, and a row of people who were older and ragged, but full of spirit and resolute eyes stood side by side at the door.

This standing posture, this upright standing posture, this neat team and this resolute eyes, Chen Ding recognized at a glance that this was a group of fighters, predators who had really experienced the battlefield.

Ten warriors walked into the martial arts hall and came to Wu Fan's face.

"Report! Retired soldier Hao Zhigang, the current owner of the steamed bun shop in the south of the city, came to report at the call of the chief Changzheng!"

Among the ten people, the middle-aged man standing at the head of the row first saluted Wu Fan, and then reported loudly.

"Report! Retired soldier Xu Dahu, now a security guard at a textile factory in the suburbs, came to report at the request of the chief Changzheng!"

Report ......

Report ......

As the fighters introduced themselves, Chen Ding understood that they were all former battlefield warriors.

After they were not needed on the battlefield, they erased all their identities and deeds in the army, and lived in the red dust of the city as an ordinary person again.

Even, most of them have no skills, most of them need to run around to make a living, some sell steamed buns for a living, some work as security guards, and some return to their hometowns to farm.

If it weren't for them reporting to Wu Fan today, even if Chen Ding met them in Nanjiang, they would not have thought that they were once battlefield warriors and unsung heroes guarding the country.

On the battlefield, they sweat and fight desperately, and in the city, they are unknown, unknown, and indistinguishable from ordinary people.

And now, they have fulfilled the promise they repeated countless times when they enlisted and discharged: "There will be a call, and the call will return!"

Wu Fan turned around and introduced to Chen Ding that these veterans were the first batch of teachers he found for the Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Hall.

With Chen Ding after recovering from a leg disease, and these warriors, the Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Hall no longer has to worry about it, and will fall into the dilemma of having no teaching and not being able to suppress the academy.

Moreover, these ten people are only the first batch of people Wu Fan is looking for, as the Heavenly Dao Martial Arts Hall gradually restores its former glory, the ten people will continue to recruit more veterans to return with the authorization given to them by Wu Fan.

In the end, in Nanjiang, it became a powerful force that could compete with the Martial Arts Merchant Alliance, and even overwhelm the Martial Arts Merchant Alliance.

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