Shi Jian and a Debt to His Master That Could Never Be Repaid

Shi Jian and a Debt to His Master That Could Never Be Repaid

Chen Sheng walked toward the door step by step.

The eyes of the martial arts school disciples all fell on him.

Pity, indifference, schadenfreude, disgust—every kind of emotion was there.

Only the eager looks from that morning, when Chen Sheng had displayed his Bright Force strength, were gone.

"Phew—"

Feeling those countless emotions, Chen Sheng let out a long breath.

He turned around and looked for Shi Jian.

Shi Jian had given him quite a bit of guidance during his two days at the martial arts school.

At the very least, he should say goodbye before leaving.

However, after sweeping his gaze around the school, Chen Sheng failed to spot Shi Jian.

Where had that guy gone?

Chen Sheng was somewhat puzzled, but he could only let it go.

He picked up the Weighted Gear from the ground.

When he reached the entrance of the martial arts school,

Chen Sheng pushed open the door and walked out.

"Brother Chen, what took you so long?"

The moment he stepped outside,

a familiar shadow loomed over him.

Chen Sheng looked up in surprise.

It was Shi Jian.

"Shi Jian, what are you doing here?"

"What else? We're leaving together."

Shi Jian said it as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

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"Our relationship hasn't reached that point, has it?"

Chen Sheng was utterly bewildered.

"It's not entirely because of you, Brother Chen."

"Anyway, let's go first."

Shi Jian threw an arm around Chen Sheng's shoulders and walked out with him.

As they walked, Shi Jian finally explained why he was leaving too.

"Chen Sheng, honestly, ever since I was little, I've been useless at pretty much everything. The only thing I had was a build scary enough to intimidate people."

"And I've got a bad temper. After dropping out and starting work, I was always getting into conflicts with people."

"I thought my life was basically over."

"But guess what? I found out I was actually pretty talented at martial arts."

At this point, Shi Jian pulled a comical face.

Chen Sheng could not help laughing, and some of the unhappiness in his heart faded away.

"So I joined the martial arts school and muddled along here for two or three years. Half a year ago, I naturally awakened as a Qi Sense User."

"I thought that one day, I'd become a Personal Disciple. Then I could receive the Head Instructor's personal guidance, get better resources, and do whatever I wanted."

"But today, when I watched them slander you, Brother Chen, I just found it pretty boring."

"Really boring."

"So while you were arguing, I just came out and waited for you."

Hearing this,

Chen Sheng gave him a surprised look.

"You're that sure I was being slandered?"

"Weren't you?"

"I was."

"Then that settles it."

Shi Jian grinned.

"Brother Chen, you've only been here two days, so you might not know."

"The Head Instructor has a terrible temper. Otherwise, who do you think Li Qian learned it from?"

"If you really were here to steal the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound like he said, he'd have slapped you a long time ago."

Hearing this,

Chen Sheng was first taken aback.

Then,

a flash of realization crossed his face.

So Li Xingwu had been putting on an act just now.

All so he would not have to accept Chen Sheng as a Personal Disciple.

But why? Chen Sheng suddenly recalled the so-called "resources" that others had mentioned several times.

Whether it was Guo Yang or Li Qian,

they both seemed worried that someone would become a Personal Disciple and take a share of the resources.

It was likely related to those resources.

In Li Xingwu's eyes, Chen Sheng did indeed have the qualifications to become a Personal Disciple, but he did not want to take him in. So he had seized on an excuse to drive him away.

After giving it a little thought, Chen Sheng roughly guessed Li Xingwu's intentions.

The man still did not think highly of him.

Wu Ran's talent was practically monstrous.

Guo Yang had followed Li Xingwu for ten years and was already treated like a son.

Li Qian was his niece.

If he accepted Chen Sheng, the resources allocated to those three would decrease.

It was better to find an excuse and drive him away.

After understanding the reason, Chen Sheng could not help sighing.

Sure enough, wherever there were people, there would be this sort of tiresome thing.

Cultivating alone was still more comfortable.

With that thought,

Chen Sheng looked at Shi Jian again.

"By the way, Shi Jian, are you just leaving like this? Don't you need to tell the Head Instructor?"

At that, Shi Jian immediately shook his head like a rattle drum.

"I'll send the Head Instructor a WeChat message later and let him know. I'll come back tomorrow."

"If I tell him now, I'm afraid I'll get beaten."

"That works too."

Chen Sheng nodded.

The two of them went outside the martial arts school and took out their phones to add each other on WeChat.

"Shi Jian, what are you planning to do from now on?"

After adding him, Chen Sheng asked.

"I'll see. I just don't want to stay at the martial arts school anymore."

"I might inherit my family's pig farm."

"When the time comes, Brother Chen, buy your meat from me and I'll give you a discount."

Shi Jian flashed a wide grin and gave him a thumbs-up.

Chen Sheng laughed as well.

Soon,

the two went their separate ways.

After putting the Weighted Gear back on, Chen Sheng went to the roadside and stretched his limbs.

His mood had not been affected much.

After all, in his view, joining the martial arts school had been more about repaying Li Chenghu's kindness than desperately clinging to the place.

With the panel, even if he trained at home every day, he could still become strong enough.

The only difference was whether it happened sooner or later.

However, just as Chen Sheng was about to start running, a police car stopped in front of him.

The window slowly rolled down.

Li Chenghu's apologetic face came into view.

Li Chenghu naturally knew all about his father's intentions.

That was precisely why

he felt so guilty.

"A Sheng, I'm sor—"

"Master, don't apologize. You're not the one who did anything wrong."

Knowing what Li Chenghu wanted to say, Chen Sheng waved a hand and cut him off.

"Whether I'm at the martial arts school or not, you'll always be my master."

Chen Sheng had always remembered the help Li Chenghu had given him.

What had happened inside the martial arts school had nothing to do with Li Chenghu.

He could tell that much apart.

Li Chenghu had his mouth open. There was so much he wanted to say, but for the moment, he did not know where to begin.

In the end, he smiled.

"Good."

After saying that,

the two fell silent one after the other.

Although their relationship had not been affected by what had just happened,

there was still an inexplicable awkwardness between them for the moment.

"I'm leaving."

"If you need any help, remember to contact me."

In the end, Li Chenghu was the first to speak.

"I will, Master."

Chen Sheng replied with a smile.

After that,

Li Chenghu started the car and drove away again.

Chen Sheng also prepared to begin running.

"Wait!"

But at that moment, a shout rang out behind him again.

Chen Sheng turned around and saw a black plastic bag flying toward him.

He caught it and saw that it contained the ingredients for Vitality Soup.

Judging by the amount, there was more than last time.

There were ten portions in total.

"I figured that even after you finished drinking what you had, you wouldn't ask me for more."

"So I simply bought extra for you."

Not far away, Li Chenghu leaned out the car window and said with a smile.

After saying that,

he started the car again, not giving Chen Sheng a chance to refuse.

Chen Sheng looked at the medicinal ingredients in his hand.

Then he looked at the police car driving away.

He remained silent for a long time, silently committing this favor to heart.

Then,

he broke into a run toward the gym, ready to begin his afternoon training.

Xingwu Martial Arts School, inner courtyard.

Li Xingwu reclined in a rocking chair, drinking tea as he watched his three Personal Disciples practice.

He looked completely at ease, with none of the appearance of someone consumed by rage.

"Master, is Senior Brother Li really going to be okay?"

Guo Yang had followed Li Xingwu for ten years, so he naturally knew his intentions. Otherwise, he would not have threatened Chen Sheng earlier.

But he was still worried that the father and son would fall out over an outsider like Chen Sheng.

"That's not something you should worry about."

Li Xingwu waved a hand, looking as though he would rather not see or hear about it.

"He's just an ordinary talent, yet he treats him like treasure."

"He'll understand soon enough."

Li Xingwu sneered.

Then,

he sat up and swept his gaze over his three personal disciples one by one.

"The Martial Arts Tournament is about to begin."

"As long as you perform well, our martial arts hall's monthly share of spirit medicines will increase greatly."

"What you need to do is focus on training during this time!"

"As for everything else, you don't need to concern yourselves with any of it."

Li Xingwu said "you," but his gaze remained fixed on Wu Ran the entire time.

The more Li Xingwu looked at Wu Ran, the more delighted he became.

Wu Ran had now reached the level of hidden strength, and his combat power was comparable to that of a third-stage Transforming Force martial artist.

With Wu Ran here, Xing Wu Martial Arts Hall would surely become famous at this Martial Arts Tournament.

This genius disciple

was his hope.

Other than that, nothing else mattered.