3: Chapter 3 You dare block the door? You little brat, you're pretty arrogant!

Inside the training hall of the Qingyun Martial Arts Hall, after the woman scrambled away, the entire room fell silent for a full ten seconds.

Everyone's gaze fell squarely on Chen Lin.

That scene just now was truly shocking.

A student here for special training at the martial arts hall had recited the "Martial Arts Exam Public Security Management Regulations" with fluid ease. His logic was airtight, and his presence was imposing.

In the end, he had directly scared the woman who was making a scene into tears and collapse.

Even the senior disciples nearby, who had been training for seven or eight years, were left stunned.

"I… I actually thought what he said was true just now…"

"Me too! I almost believed it!"

"This isn't reasoning; this is a blow to the heart!"

A group of students huddled together, whispering. The look in their eyes as they gazed at Chen Lin shifted from initial curiosity directly to awe.

The master of the Qingyun Martial Arts Hall, Zhou Tieshan, stood not far away with his hands behind his back. His old face was crinkled in a smile like a blooming chrysanthemum, and the more he looked at Chen Lin, the more pleased he was.

He strode over and patted Chen Lin on the shoulder, his voice filled with satisfaction:

"Good lad! Well done!"

"You've only been at the special training for half a month, yet you can already command the scene. You have the same bearing your father had back in the day!"

The surrounding students chimed in one after another.

Just as Chen Lin was about to modestly decline, the smile on Zhou Tieshan's face suddenly vanished. He lowered his voice, his expression turning serious:

"Chen Lin, there is something I must tell you."

"I just sensed that the woman called her relatives as soon as she ran out."

"Judging by her tone, I'm afraid she's going to bring a whole crowd of her relatives here to make trouble soon."

"Make trouble?"

"Yes."

Zhou Tieshan nodded, his tone sincere: "You have the Martial Arts Exam coming up soon; don't let this kind of rubbish drag you down and affect your preparation."

"How about this, you avoid them for now by going out the back door, and leave the rest to me."

Zhou Tieshan was very sincere. He truly viewed Chen Lin as a junior and did not want his old friend's child to be distracted during this crucial final sprint.

But after hearing this, Chen Lin shook his head.

Avoid? Hide? Don't be ridiculous. He was someone aiming to be the top scorer of the Martial Arts Exam.

"Uncle Zhou, there's no need."

Chen Lin's voice was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable air of dominance:

"They are just a bunch of nobodies. If I threw a pack of Liqun cigarettes on the ground, the eldest uncle would fight the second uncle until one was dead and the other injured."

"I should avoid their edge?"

Zhou Tieshan was taken aback. Meanwhile, Chen Lin continued to speak with biting sarcasm.

"If they don't come, fine. But if they really dare to come, I don't mind stepping on their faces and asking them exactly how much courage they have!"

As his words fell, the hall instantly went quiet.

Zhou Tieshan was stunned for a long while before suddenly slapping his thigh.

Six hundred sixty-six.

Ever since Chen Lin's father passed away, our Qingyun Martial Arts Hall in Nanjiang City has kept a low profile for so many years. Could it be that another Martial General is about to emerge?!

...

On the other side.

Little Chubby Girl was squatting not far from the entrance of the martial arts hall, crying with pear blossoms in the rain, her eyes red and swollen.

Thinking about how she had been stepped on and beaten by Chen Lin, and even scared out of her wits, she felt both angry and hateful.

She couldn't rely on her useless husband, so her only backing was her maiden family!

Just then —

"Beep! Beep!" The sound of a broken horn came.

An eighth-hand Alto screeched to a halt, arrogantly parking in the middle of the road. It forced a Range Rover driving normally nearby to swerve its steering wheel sharply.

A group of Snorlaxes dressed in construction clothes and thick cotton-padded jackets swarmed down.

The one leading them was none other than Little Chubby Girl's second uncle!

"Girlie!" The second uncle shouted at the top of his lungs, full of bluster.

When Little Chubby Girl saw her savior arrive, she pounced over immediately, crying even harder:

"Second Uncle! Aunt! You're finally here! Wuwuwu!"

The second uncle hurriedly supported her, and when he saw the slap mark on her face, his eyes instantly widened:

"What's going on? Who beat my niece up like this?!"

"It was that student doing special training inside!" Little Chubby Girl pointed at the martial arts hall gate, crying heart-wrenchingly:

"A student inside, he slandered me and slapped me twice in public! I have no way to live anymore, Second Uncle!"

The second aunt nearby heard this and exploded on the spot:

"Have the heavens turned upside down?! A little brat who wants to take the Martial Arts Exam dares to hit our family?!"

"Does this martial arts hall not want to stay open anymore?!"

"Let's go! We must avenge the girl today!"

The group of relatives was instantly ignited with rage.

"Let's go! Go demand an explanation!"

"Daring to bully our Little Chubby Girl, looking for death!"

"Little Chubby Girl is right, my maiden family is strong! Today we must make him apologize and pay compensation!"

The second uncle puffed out his chest and held his head high, leading a large group of relatives as they marched aggressively toward the martial arts hall. The onlookers who hadn't dispersed from earlier saw this scene and immediately crowded around again.

"Holy crap! The relatives really came! So many of them!"

"This is going to be round two!"

"There's a good show to watch! The martial arts hall is going to be surrounded!"

The crowd grew larger and larger, packing both sides of the road tightly. The second uncle was originally an unemployed drifter in the village who loved to show off and act tough. At this moment, being watched by so many people, he felt like he was glowing all over. He straightened his back even more and shouted even louder.

Little Chubby Girl followed behind the group, wiping away her tears, her eyes staring venomously at the gate of the martial arts hall.

Kid!

Aren't you arrogant?

Don't you want to take the Martial Arts Exam?

My family is here!

Let's see how you can still be arrogant!

Today, I will make you lose all face in front of the entire Nanjiang City!

I will give you trauma for your Martial Arts Exam, I will ruin your life!

She had already imagined the scene of Chen Lin kneeling to beg for mercy and crying as he apologized.

...

Inside the martial arts hall.

The students' expressions were grave; they could all see that these people had bad intentions. The second uncle took the lead, pushed the door open, and grabbed someone nearby to ask.

"Where is your Chen Lin?"

"How dare he!"

"Even if my niece slandered him first, a grown man still shouldn't hit a woman, right?"

"Go and call Chen Lin…"

The second uncle was aggressive, but before he could finish his words, everything went black before his eyes!

Boom!

From far away, Chen Lin unleashed a high whip kick, sweeping it directly toward him!

Having a cheat and still getting blocked at the door?

That doesn't exist!

Dilly-dallying is behavior for women. Only idiots would just reason and not talk back when being scolded!

Chen Lin preferred to just fight when words failed!

His main philosophy was: don't let anyone make you feel stifled, and don't stifle yourself!

"You little bastard! So you're the one looking for me?!" Chen Lin looked down from above, one foot stepping on the face of the woman's second uncle, and demanded sternly.

At this moment, the martial arts hall was dead silent.

Everyone froze in place, their eyes wide open.

The second uncle, who had been so aggressive just a moment ago, was now lying straight on the ground, with Chen Lin's foot firmly planted on his face, his eyes as cold as ice.

Little Chubby Girl's relatives were collectively terrified into silence, their faces deathly pale.

They looked at each other, no one daring to take even a half-step forward. Their previous arrogance had vanished, leaving only expressions of terror.

"Wh-what's going on?"

"Why did the second uncle fall?"

The second uncle's face was flushed red from being stepped on, blood seeping from his nose and mouth.

Intense pain, coupled with towering rage, rushed straight to his head.

Having run rampant in the village for so many years, this was the first time he had ever been stepped on in the face!

This humiliation made his blood boil. His entire being turned red!

"You mad dog!"

"I'll kill you!"