"Brother Shen, I can't do it. I just care about what others think of me. I almost felt depressed at one time. Later, I understood a truth: I can't change the fact that I am a member of the Zhao family, so I change what others think of me. The reason why they think I get something for nothing is because I am not strong enough and my achievements are not enough. When one day, the achievements I made far exceed the help the Zhao family can bring to me, they have nothing to say."

"So, that night, when I saw your earth-shaking blow, I became interested in becoming a disciple."

Zhao Long's expression was extremely serious, and it was definitely not a joke.

Chen He looked at Mr. Zhao, who was closing his eyes to rest.

"Let's go for a walk there."

The two of them walked to the cliff by the sea with wine bottles. Chen He looked at the turbulent sea, "What did you see?"

Zhao Long was stunned, "Water, sea water."

“Look again.”

Zhao Long rubbed his eyes and looked carefully. There was nothing on the sea.

"Brother Shen, this is obviously the sea. What did you ask me to see?"

"No, this is power."

Zhao Long was surprised, "Strength? The power of nature?"

"Yes, if you were asked to punch the sea, can you reverse the sea?"

"How is this possible? Brother Shen, can you?"

"I can't, at least for the time being. What I want to say is that you are pursuing strength, but the power is endless. How can you define where your end is?"

Zhao Long was a little confused, "Brother Shen, I don't understand what you are talking about at all."

"Martial arts is a concept of nothingness, just like the coast at our feet, we stand here, but the drowning people in the distance don't know where their coast is, what should they do?"

Zhao Long understood a little, "Brother Shen, you want to say that martial arts is difficult and dangerous. People must know where their shore is?"

Chen He was very satisfied. He didn't expect that Zhao Long had such an understanding. It seemed that the child could teach.

"Yes, most martial arts practitioners can be regarded as drowning people. They try their best to stay in place for their entire lives, and even get farther and farther away from the shore, because they have not found their own path. Once they find it, even if they have not swim to the shore, they will not be confused, and they will not waste their lives."

Zhao Long was shocked, his martial arts...

Zhao Long pondered that he was not a person who was good at thinking.

But now, he has to think carefully.

Why did he practice martial arts and become a hero? That was a childhood fantasy.

In order to make a name for himself, he doesn't care about it, and he doesn't want it.

So why is it? He is a soldier and his mission is to defend his country.

Yes, I've been looking for a fight.

Zhao Long raised his head, "My martial arts is that as long as I have a breath, no one can think of China."

"good!"

Chen He just waited for his words.

"Everything I just said is to make you understand that the importance of belief is that martial arts are too ethereal, and it is not as easy to understand as beliefs."

"When a person has faith, he can eat as much suffering as he suffers and bears any sin."

Zhao Long stared at the eyes, "So, did you promise to accept me as your disciple?"

Zhao Long had to kneel down and become a disciple when he acted.

"Stop, you are not an ordinary person now. No one in the Chinese soldiers except their parents."

Chen He roared, scaring Zhao Long so much that he quickly straightened his body, "Yes, then what kind of rituals will we do."

"There is any red tape, not to mention that I will not be your master. We peers interact and communicate with each other, that's all."

"This...this is not suitable."

"Stop talking nonsense, let me see my fists."

Before Zhao Long could react, Chen He took action first and punched him. Of course, he only used 30% of his strength.

"Bang." Zhao Long was not ready and punched in the chest. He rubbed his chest with his hands, "Brother Shen, it's too despicable to have a sneak attack."

"If I were your opponent, you would be dead. Stop talking nonsense, come again."

"I'm afraid you won't do it."

Two young men actually started to fight on the edge of the cliff. Someone found out in the distance and thought they had a quarrel, so he hurried to report.

"Master, the young master and Dr. Chen started fighting."

Zhao Haibo was shocked and looked up at the distance. He said, "Isn't it? The two of them seemed to be really angry, and neither of them kept their hands."

"What are you still standing there? Go and pull them away."

Zhao Tai, who had been closing his eyes and resting, suddenly opened his eyes, "What's the matter, it's not a problem."

"Dad, you don't know that Xiaolong's temper. Maybe Dr. Chen would mess with him with what he said, so he would do it. We are still counting on Dr. Chen to take care of you now."

Zhao Tai glared at his son, "You are not as frivolous as Xiaolong, and you have the face to say my grandson."

As soon as Zhao Tai said, Zhao Haibo dared not talk back, "But... if they make such a fool of themselves, they will hurt their harmony if they fail."

"Okay, don't worry. The young people talk about their fists and feet. What's the problem? At that time, I punched with my comrades every day, until the fire broke and my ribs were broken. Isn't it so good that I'm deadly?"

Although Zhao Haibo was anxious, he had no choice. He dared not to listen to the old man.

The two of them fought for more than thirty punches, but Chen He was actually defending him.

“Hu…hu…”

Zhao Long's breathing began to be rapid, and his fists and feet were not as strong as the beginning.

"Why, it's not possible? Do you dare to say that you are a warrior with just your physical strength?"

Chen He looked completely relaxed and comfortable, blocking all Zhao Long's attacks with one hand.

If he fought back at this time, Zhao Long would not have the strength to deal with it at all.

"You... don't be proud, I... take my kick."

Zhao Long suddenly turned around and kicked sideways. Chen He did not retreat this time, but instead took a step forward. Before Zhao Long's leg was kicked, he had already blocked it. With the momentum, Zhao Long couldn't stand steadily.

After finally stopping, Chen He's face had already appeared in front of him.

"Ah, look at the fist."

"Oh!" Zhao Long covered his nose and squatted on the ground.

"Brother Shen, it's too shameless to hit someone in the face, you're still sneaking into the nose."

After a few fists and feet, Chen He roughly understood Zhao Long's situation.

He sat opposite Zhao Long, "Do you want to hear the truth or the lies?"

"Of course it's the truth."

"Actually, you're pretty bad."

Zhao Long let go of his hand, but he didn't expect Chen He to give him such an evaluation.

"Impossible, look at my muscles, boxing and leg techniques..."

Zhao Long punched out of thin air, and the wind was born.

"Stop, it seems you are still not convinced."

Zhao Long pouted, although he didn't say it, his expression proved that he was indeed unconvinced.

"Come with me!"

Chen He came to the front of a small tree as thick as an arm.

"Take a punch with all your strength."

Zhao Long gritted his teeth, used all his strength to punch the tree trunk.

The small tree swayed violently, and the leaves fell all over the ground, and even the roots were exposed.

"How is it? You're very strong."

Zhao Long was also very proud. His right fist had 500 kilograms of strength, and he couldn't find many of his ability in the entire army.

Chen He walked to the side and was as thick as the trunk of the tree just now. He was not lucky or gritted his teeth. He suddenly punched it out, and the small tree was broken.

"How could it be..."
Chapter completed!