Lin Xiaotian was already ready to fight a protracted battle with his son.

Once Lin Shuainan chose this path.

Lin Xiaotian will definitely not let him stop.

But what Lin Xiaotian didn't expect was that Lin Shuainan's willpower far exceeded his expectations.

One day and two days......

The tired Lin Shuai man wetted the bed for two consecutive nights.

Lin Mengmeng was a little disgusted with him.

On the third day, Lin Xiaotian was already adding food to Lin Shuainan.

The spiritual diet is warm and nourishing, coupled with Lin Xiaotian's efforts.

Only these can make Lin Xiaotian even if he can't practice any foundation building exercises, there is not a trace of true qi in his body.

You can also become powerful with just your physical strength!

For seven days in a row, Lin Shuainan cried, was injured and bled out, but he still did not give up.

Moreover, Lin Shuainan took the initiative to ask for weight-bearing, and raced with Lin Mengmeng every day.

It seems that he will never be able to catch up with Lin Mengmeng.

However, only Lin Xiaotian knew that the weight on his son's body was increasing every day.

The distance between Lin Shuainan and Lin Mengmeng is getting shorter and shorter!

Day 7.

Inside Cheonggye Park.

Lin Shuainan was panting, his calves were constantly trembling.

Lin Mengmeng also wiped the sweat on her head, and went up to wipe the sweat on Lin Shuainan's head with a tissue.

The warm-hearted voice said:

"Come on, brother, you're the best!"

Lin Shuainan gritted his teeth and didn't speak, he worked harder.

But he still hasn't shortened the distance between himself and his sister.

This time, my sister arrived at the park three minutes early, and she was late!

The distance seems to have been widened again.

Lin Shuainan couldn't feel his progress, so lost!

Lin Xiaotian stood behind the two of them, watching Lin Shuainan squatting on the ground with his head down.

Lin Xiaotian knew very well what Lin Shuainan was thinking.

He was beaten all over his body by "frustration", but he still refused to admit defeat.

However, today it seems that the limit has been reached.

"Haha, coach, look, it's those two stupid kids again, what's the use of running like this every day!"

Just as Lin Xiaotian was about to comfort his son, the ridicule of a little boy who was only seven or eight years old sounded on the side.

Lin Xiaotian turned his head to look at the person who came.

The corners of his mouth were hooked up with a sneer.

It was a thirty-year-old man with a group of kids practicing boxing.

True Martial Arts Museum!

It's a word on the clothes they wear.

Since the first day of running, Lin Xiaotian is no stranger to these people.

The next day, Chen Ke, the coach of the National Arts Hall, also came to talk to Lin Xiaotian.

The purpose is to let Lin Mengmeng and Lin Shuainan go to the True Martial Arts Hall to take classes!

At that time, Lin Mengmeng also refuted coach Chen Ke's words in a milky voice.

Sticking out the little tongue:

"Slightly, Baba is the most powerful, so we don't need to go to class!"

Because of the little girl's attitude, since then, the student led by Chen Ke has become yin and yang when he speaks.

"You see that the child is tired, just like a dog!"

"Haha, it's useless to keep practicing like this!"

"That's it, it's better to come to our national martial arts hall to practice boxing. ”

"Hey, I'm gasping when I run two steps, I'm hungry, I'm kind of fed and I'm full!"

The children's words are neither light nor heavy.

They may not realize how hurtful these words are.

Lin Mengmeng's little face turned red.

But Lin Shuainan was lost in frustration, his head was lowered, and he couldn't even say words to refute.

"You're hungry, you're dogs! No, dogs are so cute, you're not even as good as dogs!"

Lin Mengmeng jumped up and shouted at the students of the National Art Hall.

"Little girl, what are you talking about?!"

"Phew, if it weren't for the cuteness of your little girl, I would have beaten you a long time ago!"

A group of students couldn't stand Lin Mengmeng's anger like this.

One by one, the clamor became even more fierce.

Lin Xiaotian looked at all this coldly from beginning to end, and his eyes fell on the coach who was the leader, Chen Ke.

Obviously, these kids can say that!

Most of them have something to do with this Chen Ke.

Didn't you just skip his class, as for that?

Chen Ke and Lin Xiaotian looked at each other for a moment, and then stopped the students with a smile.

Then he said to Lin Xiaotian with a pretended apology look:

"Hehe, children are not sensible. I'll discipline you more when I go back. ”

Lin Xiaotian said directly in a cold voice:

"It's time for you to discipline and discipline!"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Ke's eyes narrowed.

Then he jokingly looked at the tired and sweaty Lin Shuai and the two men, and said with a smile:

"Hehe, discipline is discipline, I won't let my students run to death like this. Anyway, it's useless, and what you can practice like this can only be waste!"

Chen Ke's words had already exploded with the smell of gunpowder.

It is clear that this is to provoke Lin Xiaotian to do something with him.

On that day, Lin Mengmeng's childlike fairy tale has always made Chen Ke linger!

A group of students all looked at Lin Xiaotian mockingly, at this time, if Lin Xiaotian didn't come out to fight.

That's a coward!

But he didn't wait for Lin Xiaotian to speak.

Lin Shuainan, who had been keeping his head down, had already stood up.

When he looked up, he stared at Chen Ke with red eyes, and roared:

"Don't talk about my dad like that! I'm not a piece of waste!"

Lin Mengmeng was taken aback by her brother's hideous appearance, and couldn't help but hide in the direction of Lin Xiaotian.

And Chen Ke was also shocked by the eyes of Lin Shuainan, a child.

Then he smiled and said to Lin Shuainan:

"Hehe, the little guy is quite angry, what's the matter?

After that, Chen Ke didn't give Lin Shuainan a chance to retreat, and directly beckoned a little boy who was also six or seven years old to come out.

The little boy was sturdy, with a fat head and big ears, his eyes narrowed, and his fists clenched, looking quite fierce.

"His name is Zhao Hong, he is also six years old, and he has been practicing boxing with me for a year. ”

Chen Ke turned his head to Lin Xiaotian at this time and said:

"Mr. Lin, let your son compare with me, a student?"

"Hehe, if your son loses, just let him come to our Guoshu Pavilion to buy a year's lesson!"

"How's that? Interested?"

As his voice fell.

Both sides compared Zhao Hong and Lin Shuainan.

Although Lin Shuainan is not too thin, compared to Zhao Hong, he really looks much weaker.

What's more, the people in the True Martial Arts Pavilion all knew who Zhao Hong was.

That's the grandson of the old owner!

I heard Chen Ke say that he has been practicing boxing for a year. In fact, the little guy has been practicing boxing with the old hall master since he was three years old.

Even an eleven or twelve-year-old can't beat him!

Therefore, no one would doubt that Zhao Hong would not be able to beat Lin Shuainan.

They decided that Lin Shuainan would definitely be beaten very badly!