Chapter 130 - Chapter 130: Chapter 121: The Power Sect and the Discussion of Prizes

Chapter 130: Chapter 121: The Power Sect and the Discussion of Prizes

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Kyoto, Martial Arts Association Building.

Branch of Power Sect.

In the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association, there are branches belonging to each committee member’s sect.

These branches are usually staffed by trusted disciples of the sect, responsible for handling simple matters and reporting important matters to the committee members.

The glass door slowly opens.

A male with national character face, who is a committee member, steps out.

His name is Xiang Li.

Twenty years ago, he founded the Power Sect and remains its Sect Master to this day.

“Sect Master.”

“Greetings, Sect Master!”

Inside the Power Sect Hall, the disciples belonging to the Power Sect upon seeing him, show expressions of fear and bow in greeting.

“Where is Xiang Zeng?”

Xiang Li casually asks the passing disciples.

“Senior Brother Xiang is at the Training Ground.”

Hearing this,

Xiang Li nods his head and steps forward again.

He walks through the hall, heading towards the training ground located behind the Power Sect’s branch.

Disciples he encounters on the way all lower their heads and hastily step aside.

Regarding his disciples’ respect, Xiang Li merely nods in response without any words.

Soon,

Xiang Li arrives at the training ground.

In contrast to the modernization of the Power Sect’s branch building, the training ground is more primitive.

There is only one spacious empty ground here, with various training equipment placed around it.

As soon as Xiang Li arrives at the training ground, the disciples present stop their movements and greet him from a distance.

Only in the center of the training ground, a huge artificial hill that is constantly rising and falling does not show any signs of stopping.

Xiang Li strides forward.

Upon arriving at the foot of the artificial hill, only then did the situation at the bottom of the hill comes into view.

A young man with blocky muscles and flaming red hair is squatting up and down, lifting this artificial hill weighing up to a hundred tons.

“Get up.”

Xiang Li speaks in a deep voice.

Upon hearing his father’s voice, the constantly moving artificial hill slowly stops.

The next second, the young man lifts his arm.

The massive artificial hill was easily tossed away by him to an empty ground more than ten meters away.

Bang!!!

The huge object crashes to the ground, causing a violent tremor.

Fortunately, the surrounding disciples had already become accustomed to it.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have trained so far away.

“What’s up?

Facing his Master, who is also his father, Xiang Li,

Xiang Zeng stands in place, only raising his eyebrows slightly, not showing the respect that the other disciples show.

“I asked you to come here to help me deal with matters.”

“What are you doing here?!”

Xiang Li sternly questions.

His son may have good talent and decent strength.

However, unfortunately, his character is domineering and lacks steadiness.

With such temperament, it is difficult to achieve great heights.

Xiang Li sent him to the Martial Arts Association,

intending for him to help manage the sect and association affairs while also training his temperament.

However,

ever since arriving at the Martial Arts Association, Xiang Zeng has been sporadic with his commitments.

Every day he runs to the Practice Martial Field to cultivate, leaving the affairs to those under his command.

“And then what?”

Facing Xiang Li’s questioning,

Xiang Zeng just sneers with an indifferent look.

“You—

Xiang Li frowns, ready to erupt.

However, he knows that the surrounding disciples are probably watching the situation here with peripheral vision.

Reprimanding his son won’t help.

On the contrary, it would only be counterproductive.

At the end, he simply snorts coldly.

“Follow me, I have things for you.”

Having said that,

Xiang Li turns around with his hands behind his back, walking towards the exit of the training ground.

Behind him,

Xiang Zeng reluctantly follows.

The two of them leave the training ground together.

Upon arriving at the hall, they take the elevator.

Going straight to the top floor. Whoosh

The elevator door opens.

Xiang Li moves quickly, striding towards the depths of the hallway.

Soon,

The two arrive at the committee office.

Turning the handle, they push the door in.

Before them is a spacious office.

The papers on the long office desk are piled with various documents.

The sound of writing swishes, as well as the occasional tapping of the keyboard.

It is clear that someone is sitting behind the desk. “Uncle Master, you’re back?”

Upon hearing someone entering without knocking, a muffled voice sounds from behind the door. “I still have some urgent projects to finish.” “I’ll have to join you for practice later.”

Cough, cough!!

As the person behind the documents starts speaking,

Xiang Zeng starts coughing wildly, trying to give hints to the other person.

However, the other person doesn’t listen to the advice at all.

And just like that, they finished their speech.

Xiang Li slowly turns his head, looking at his son, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy. Xiang Zeng lowers his head, not daring to make a sound.

In the office, the silent atmosphere lasts for about ten seconds.

The person sitting behind the desk then senses something is wrong and sticks their head out to check the situation. “Uncle Master, why didn’t you say— Bang!

The person’s words are interrupted halfway.

They see Xiang Li’s unhappy face and Xiang Zeng, who stands by his side, lowering his head like a quail.

The person is immediately startled and jumps up, causing the chair underneath to topple over.

The documents on the desk also scatter to the ground due to the sudden movement.

“Ma…..Master!” The speaker, is a burly man.

With dark skin, wearing training clothes, and a simple and honest look on his face.

His name is Wang Qiang.

He belongs to the third-generation disciples.

Taken as a disciple by Xiang Li’s disciple, he is gentle and honest, and considered a follower of Xiang Zeng.

“Out! ”

As for his own son, Xiang Li knows him well, and does not blame Wang Qiang.

He just frowns and scolds him.

Upon hearing this,

Wang Qiang doesn’t dare to stay for a moment longer..