Chapter 1 The World of Martial Arts

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In 2042, the sun is warm in early spring.

Jiangzhou Spring Bamboo Shoot Kindergarten, in an open office.

"Chen Qing's father, Chen Qing's father?"

Song Yuan, the head teacher of Primary 07 class, was leaning back on the back chair, and said in a deep voice with a stiff face: "Are you listening to me?"

As soon as the words fell, a man in a white shirt who looked confused immediately looked solemn, and looked left and right, with a strong shock in his eyes.

"Me, crossed?"

His throat rolled, and the man in the white shirt looked incredulous, and at the same time, he was rapidly digesting the countless memory fragments that were surging in.

In an instant, the man had a complete memory in his mind.

A memory that belonged to the original owner of his body.

After combing through it a little, the man in the white shirt has a general understanding of the world and the situation of this body.

It turns out that this is not the earth, but a modern martial arts world that is extremely similar to the earth!

The customs, language and culture here are all similar to the parallel world of the earth!

Of course, there are still essential differences between this world and the earth, and the most important embodiment is the prosperity of martial arts!

Martial arts, in this world, is absolutely supreme.

Many years ago, the frenzy of martial arts training swept the world, and the followers were like a stream.

There are also many large and small martial arts halls and martial arts competitions.

The status of martial artists is far above the big stars in the entertainment industry, sports figures, etc., which can be described as infinite.

In short, this is a modern world where martial arts shine brightly!

"I will be Chen Xuan and Chen Qing's father in the future?"

His brows condensed slightly, and the new "Chen Xuan" who had just crossed over secretly muttered in his heart.

Seeing that Chen Xuan still didn't react to his words, the head teacher Song Yuan said slightly angrily: "Father Chen Qing, I won't say much." But you have to know that your daughter has been ranked first ten times in a row in the martial arts evaluation of our class!"

"It doesn't matter if you drag our little 07 class back, the key is Chen Qing's father, you can't let her lose at the starting line like this!"

"Chen Qing's martial arts education, you really have to pay attention to it!"

After listening, Chen Xuan, who came back to his senses, immediately nodded heavily, and said sincerely: "Teacher Song, please rest assured, I will pay attention to it in the future!"

"Huh?" Song Yuan was slightly stunned, and the look of surprise on her face was obvious.

Regarding Song Yuan's suspicious expression, Chen Xuan had expected it and behaved extremely calmly.

He understood that Chen Xuan in the past was an extremely traditional and stubborn person, and he was not willing to let his daughter practice martial arts at all.

Even if Song Yuan persuaded him many times, he never ignored it.

For this reason, Song Yuan was very nervous and exhausted, but she was really helpless.

"It seems that this stubborn cow has finally figured it out!"

Song Yuan breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and then said happily: "Then, Chen Qing's father, according to what I said before, report to Chen Qing for a martial arts hall as soon as possible." Her foundation is too poor, and if she wants to keep up with the pace of her classmates, it is necessary to conduct basic martial arts training after class. ”

"Okay, Mr. Song, I will definitely report, I will definitely report!" Chen Xuan hurriedly got up and responded politely.

In Jiangzhou, there are at least 1,000 martial arts halls large and small, and each has its own characteristics.

Some owners are highly accomplished in guiding the improvement of physical fitness, while others are good at teaching boxing...... Of course, there are also some martial arts halls that focus on the basic teaching of martial arts for young children.

In Song Yuan's opinion, as long as Chen Xuan has a heart, it is not difficult to find a suitable martial arts hall for Chen Qing.

In fact, in the entire Primary 07 class of Chunzhu Kindergarten, except for Chen Qing, every student reported to the martial arts hall.

In order to keep their children ahead of the starting line, some parents will grit their teeth and bear the charge of some martial arts gyms, knowing that some martial arts halls are expensive.

Sometimes, there is even more than one report!

It can be seen that martial arts are so radiant in this world that people are eager to see!

"It's almost time to get out of school, Chen Qing's father, go to the door of the martial arts hall to pick it up. Song Yuan also got up slowly and said while shaking hands.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Song. ”

............

......

The golden sunlight slanted on the earth, making it feel warm.

Jiangzhou Spring Bamboo Shoot Kindergarten, outside the No. 7 Martial Arts Hall.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, every parent can clearly see that their children are standing neatly in the hall, practicing the most basic standing pile training in martial arts.

"With your hands in front of you, you can build a wasteland. The frame is as if the bow is full, and the large shape is full and round. A muscular man who looked extremely strong walked in the hall, and his voice was particularly loud.

He is naturally the martial arts teacher of Chunzhu Kindergarten who is in charge of the Primary 07 class.

"Stand firm, no one is allowed to move!"

"Look ahead, head straight, neck straight!"

"Hold this position, school will be out in ten minutes!"

Under the stern martial arts teacher's continuous shouting, the entire martial arts hall was silent, and every child was trying to keep his body steady.

"Look, my son is standing on this pile, how powerful!"

"Hold inside and outside, your feet seem to be rooted, my daughter is no worse than me in standing on the pile!"

"Not bad, my Bei Bei has been studying with Master Qin of the Hongshuang Martial Arts Hall for half a month, and she has finally opened her mind!"

............

Outside the hall, almost all the parents had smiles on their faces.

Only Chen Xuan's gaze was infinitely gentle, staring at a little girl in the hall with a ponytail, extremely delicate facial features, and a pink carving.

This cute little girl like a fairy tale princess is Chen Xuan's four-year-old daughter - Chen Qing.

Looking at the incomparably lovely Chen Qing, standing hard in the martial arts hall, Chen Xuan felt as if his heart was about to melt.

It was a subtle feeling, indescribable, but it seemed to be able to make Chen Xuan immortal.

"Qingqing, this is my good daughter Qingqing!" Chen Xuan, who did not squint, constantly gave birth to a strong sense of fatherly love, haunting his heart and filling his mind.

"Huh?" After looking at it for a few minutes, Chen Xuan found that a few drops of sweat oozed from Chen Qing's fair little cheeks.

Gradually, Chen Qing's legs began to tremble slightly, as if she was reaching the limit of her patience.

However, Chen Qing did not give up on the pile, but bit her lower lip and tried her best to insist.

This scene, Chen Xuan, who watched it, had mixed feelings and was extremely distressed!

As a father, where would he be willing to let his daughter suffer, be burdened and wronged?

Finally, after feeling distressed for several minutes, the martial arts teacher loudly announced the end of today's training.

"After school!"

"Go home!"

Suddenly, the students of Primary 07 class poured out, and then they threw themselves into the arms of their parents who had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

"Baba!"

In the crowd, a slightly childish voice, like the beautiful fairy sound Sanskrit, directly penetrated into the depths of Chen Xuan's soul.

It is the lovely and watery Chen Qing!

At this time, she had already come to Chen Xuan's side obediently, looking at Chen Xuan happily with her big clear and bright eyes.

For some reason, tears suddenly flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes, and he couldn't help himself.

"Qingqing, let's go home. ”

After opening his arms a little jerkily and holding Chen Qing into his arms, Chen Xuan's excitement was almost irrepressible.

At this moment, Chen Xuan only felt that he had the whole world!

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