After the divorce, the system gave me 500 million

Many middle-aged and even elderly people knelt down beside the five white-haired old men with the utmost respect.

The old man showed a look of relief, and said: "There is no need to be polite, get up!"

"Thank you, Uncle!"

"Thank you master uncle!"

"..."

Various sounds of thanks sounded, and those local martial artists slowly got up.

The old boxer who practiced Xinyi Liuhe Quan respectfully asked the senior old man in front of him.

"Uncle Master, why don't you tell your disciples and grandchildren that you are here, and your disciples and grandchildren will also show their friendship as landlords."

The old boxer's grand uncle is none other than Mo Lao's good friend Qin Yushan.

Qin Yushan stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "I was invited by my friend to come to the ancient capital to cheer for my rising star in the martial arts world, so I don't care about you for now."

The other four old people also nodded and said, explaining the purpose of coming.

"What, the seniors are here to cheer."

These people were shocked, and subconsciously looked at Jiang Chen, wondering why this person had so many seniors' support.

Is he hired by money or is he really good at martial arts?

For the former, the elders of their own sect have long been flattered and humiliated, they will not bend their waists for five buckets of rice, and the possibility of temptation by money is extremely small. If it is the latter, it makes sense. These old seniors have an astonishing status in the martial arts world Well, I like to support the younger generation very much, but there are very few young people in the martial arts world worthy of their mention. Could it be that Jiang Chen really has such high martial arts attainments?

"Have you finished chatting? We didn't come here to watch you chat."

At this time, some impatient voices sounded.

This reminded these junior disciples that they had a big problem.

Today Jiang Chen kicked the gym, logically speaking they should be on Zheng Qingsheng's side, but the elders of this sect came and stood on Jiang Chen's side, if they stood opposite, wouldn't they be traitors who deceived their masters and destroyed their ancestors.

These people have headaches.

"Uncle Master, why don't we retreat first?"

The old boxer thought of a stupid way, the big deal is not to participate, so as to save embarrassment.

"The old man advises you to stay on our side. That level of fighting skills is just a remnant of my martial arts, and it can't stop Mr. Jiang Chen at all."

Qin Yushan slammed the ground loudly and was full of energy.

"This"

These martial arts masters glanced at each other, and they all saw the embarrassment in each other's eyes.

The old boxer took the lead in making a decision. He cupped his fists towards Zheng Qingsheng and said, "Master Zheng, I'm sorry, the master's order is hard to break!"

In traditional martial arts, teachers are respected, and this old boxer chose to stand on Jiang Chen's side, together with the elders of the teacher's school.

At this time, other martial arts masters also made a decision and chose to stand by Jiang Chen.

Originally, Zheng Qingsheng's Taekwondo gym robbed them of many students, not to mention the decline of traditional martial arts, so it's okay to defend martial arts here, and besides, they believe in the vision of their teachers.

"You guys. Okay, fine, then don't blame me for being rude."

Ding Ding Deng ~
Seeing that the reinforcements he had pulled to cheer had mutinied to the opposite side, Zheng Qingsheng was furious, and jumped onto the ring in two steps in three steps.

The whole process is fluent, as if you have light kung fu.

"Good! The pace is light, like a flying fairy."

Zheng Qingsheng's move attracted praise from many people, and even Jiang Chen's people were amazed. Seeing this scene, the martial arts masters were a little worried about whether Jiang Chen could win the fight?
"Jiang Chen, don't you want to kick the pavilion, come on, the owner of the pavilion has been waiting for a long time!"

Zheng Qingsheng stood on the stage overlooking the young man in the crowd, and said in a deep voice.

"Jiang is responding to the owner's request."

Jiang Chen's magnetic voice came out from the crowd, and he walked towards the ring slowly, without any fancy moves, and walked into the ring honestly.

Seeing that he was so well behaved, Zheng Qingsheng's supporters booed for a while.