Cultivation, I have a world of high martial arts

Lin Chen heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, and made his last request.

"I hope you can go see my sister..."

"In return, I will bring back spiritual rice seeds for the country the next time I travel through time!"

After hearing Lin Chen's words, Wang Lishan and Wang Xinyu, father and daughter, showed surprise.

...

After leaving the martial arts palace, Wang Lishan went to deal with important matters in the military district.

Wang Xinyu proposed to visit Lin Chen's home, and Lin Chen did not refuse.

When they were about to reach the gate of the military district, a dozen soldiers in plain clothes came over and saluted.

The leader was the major who was called Xiao Li before.

"Student Lin Chen! My name is Li Nian, and I will be mainly responsible for your safety in the future..."

"I will escort you home today and notify your family to move to the military community as soon as possible."

Lin Chen nodded slightly after hearing this and smiled:

"Then I'll trouble Brother Li..."

Lin Chen had seen Li Nian's strength in the martial arts research institute.

A genuine martial spirit expert is a real elite expert in the entire Great Xia Kingdom.

With his protection, Lin Chen is very relieved.

He got on the suspension car and drove all the way from the military area to the West City District where Lin Chen's home is.

The Beijing metropolitan area is divided into four urban areas: east, west, south and north.

Among them, the North City District is mostly where the military area is located, and the East City District is mostly inhabited by rich people.

In comparison, the West City District is a poor urban area.

After crossing several suspension bridges in a row, the car stopped in front of a high-rise building.

The urban areas nearby are all dilapidated and dangerous buildings, and the suspension car cannot drive directly in.

Passing through a dark and damp alley, the stench from the roadside sewer made Wang Xinyu frown slightly.

"Lin Chen, have you lived in this kind of place before? This place is like a slum..."

Lin Chen smiled after hearing this, and did not care about Wang Xinyu's presumption.

His origin is not the reason for his inferiority, but the motivation for his hard work.

Pointing to the southwest, Lin Chen said:

"This is not a real slum, it's just that the community is a little old..."

"Go six blocks southwest, that's the real slum..."

"Children in our neighborhood still have a 10% chance of becoming warriors. People in real slums can only maintain basic food and clothing, and don't even have the chance to become warriors."

After hearing Lin Chen's words, Wang Xinyu and Li Nian looked at each other.

They are not "Why not eat meat porridge" aristocratic children.

But it is also hard to imagine how a genius warrior like Lin Chen could be born in such an environment?

Walking through the long alley, Lin Chen's home is on the third floor at the end of the alley.

"Student Lin Chen, go home first... In half an hour, we will pretend to be a military condolence personnel and let your family move to the military community."

Wang Xinyu and Li Nian said.

Lin Chen nodded and walked towards the third floor.

As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, he heard the sound of insults and smashing things coming from his home.

"I said I don't want to train today, what's your business?"

"You cripple, if my father hadn't said you were a martial artist, who would want to stay in this slum?"

Lin Chen's face changed after hearing this, and he pushed the door open without caring about anything else.

"Uncle!"

But there were a lot of worn-out clothes piled up in the narrow living room, scattered all over the place.

A man with gray hair on his temples sat in a wheelchair, looking at this scene with a red face.

He is Lin Chen's uncle, Lin Jianhe.

"Achen, why are you back?" Lin Jianhe was stunned.

Lin Chen didn't answer, but looked at several figures in the living room.

A rich second-generation man who looked to be in his twenties with dyed yellow hair, and two bodyguards in suits with samurai medals.

Since Lin Chen's parents died, he was raised by his uncle and aunt.

Lin Chen is a family member of a martyr, with pensions and scholarships, plus the support of his uncle, so his life is not bad.

Until five years ago, Lin Jianhe was injured in a mission and had to be amputated below the knee, leaving him disabled for life.

The pillar of the family fell, and the biggest source of income was lost.

In addition to the pension, the family only relied on Aunt Kong Shan to occasionally mend clothes and do odd jobs to subsidize the family.

Even so, this life should not be so bad.

But as Lin Chen gradually showed her talent, the demand for martial arts resources was very high.

In addition, two years ago, her sister Lin Anan contracted a strange disease, and conservative treatment also required a lot of money.

So they had to sell their house and move to this old community to save money.

Even so, Lin Jianhe was not stingy with Lin Chen's martial arts resources.

But the pressure of raising two people forced Lin Jianhe to humbly teach martial arts to some rich second-generations to make money.

And some rich second-generations who practice martial arts were unreasonable and bullied Lin Jianhe for being a disabled person.

For example, the yellow-haired rich second-generation in front of him often provoked Lin Jianhe, not once or twice.

Lin Chen looked through the crack of the door and saw Lin Anan hiding in the room and watching this scene secretly. His nose was sore.

His eyes turned red, and Lin Chen said to Lin Jianhe:

"Uncle, you don't have to work so hard in the future... I have become a warrior, and I can subsidize the family in the future."

"And Anan's illness, I will also find a way to treat it..."

After that, Lin Chen looked at the yellow-haired rich second generation expressionlessly and said:

"You don't have to come to my house in the future! You are not welcome here, please go out now..."

The yellow-haired rich second generation was stunned, and anger surged in his eyes.

"You poor boy, why do you talk to me like this?"

"My father is your sponsor. If it weren't for me, you might have been begging on the street now!"

The yellow-haired man snorted coldly. Although he looked down on Lin Chen's family, he also knew that Lin Jianhe had real talent and knowledge.

During the six months of training at the Lin family, his martial arts skills had really improved, so he was unwilling to leave.

But Lin Chen didn't care about that. He knew that he had someone to rely on behind him, and he could change the fate of the entire Lin family.

Why should he stay in the dilapidated residential building and be bullied by these playboys?

So, Lin Chen pointed at the door and said:

"Get out! My uncle doesn't need you as a student, nor does he want your family's money!"

Unexpectedly, it was Lin Chen's words that completely angered the yellow-haired man.

In his eyes, the poor are born to be the cattle and horses of the rich!

"You kid, dare you talk to me like this?"

The yellow-haired man raised his arm and was about to hit Lin Chen.

Seeing this, Lin Jianhe hurriedly tried to stop him, but was held down by the two warrior bodyguards.

However, just as the slap was about to touch Lin Chen's face, an arm suddenly appeared and grabbed the yellow-haired man's wrist.

Li Nian and Wang Xinyu heard the noise upstairs and rushed over.

Li Nian frowned slightly and applied force with his fingers. The yellow-haired man burst into tears and said angrily:

"How dare you hit me? Do you know who I am?"

Li Nian's face remained calm, but there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

"Oh, who are you?"

"I am Du Jiye. Have you heard of Du's Pharmaceutical? It's my dad's business!" the yellow-haired man shouted.

Li Nian nodded and said:

"Okay, I know who you are..."

"Then you, do you know who I am?"