In the next moment, Chen Xuan had a clear understanding of the physical condition of the group of people next to him through the scanning of particle contact lenses.

The master of the museum is a high-level warrior.

The physical fitness of many teachers is between 3.0-4.0.

That young sparring partner is a newcomer to the amateur high-level martial arts level.

The only middle-aged man in simple clothes is an ordinary amateur middle-class warrior.

His physical fitness, to put it bluntly, is just an ordinary adult, without any outstanding points!

"No wonder, no wonder..."

Withdrawing his gaze, Chen Xuan couldn't help but sighed in his heart: "No wonder he dare not offend anyone, it turns out that he is just an amateur mid-range martial artist's sparring partner!"

Chen Xuan knows very clearly that it is difficult for amateur mid-stage martial arts sparring partners, even in small martial arts gymnasiums, to gain a foothold.

As long as you make a little mistake, you may be dismissed directly!

No way, the sparring of the amateur middle-class martial artist is too common...anyone on the street can find a large group of people who are stronger than the middle-aged people!

In this way, the students in that small martial arts gym are bound to be more inclined to find the young partner for training when they have a choice.

So, it is conceivable that Chen Xuan, a middle-aged man with simple clothes, will not be very good at business, and he is bound to face the danger of being dismissed directly at any time.

Under such circumstances, Chen Xuan could also understand why this simple-dressed middle-aged man would be so "humble" during the dinner.

Even facing a young man who is like him as a training partner, he always nodded and bowed, not daring to offend him at all.

Of course, Chen Xuan was just a little emotional, and soon continued to enjoy this delicious hot pot meal with his family.

"Qingqing, come, eat some spinach!"

"No drinks are allowed, it's too sweet!"

"Qingqing, why do I feel that you eat more than my aunt? How can your little belly hold so much stuff?"

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In this way, the family ate with joy, and time passed quickly every minute.

In a blink of an eye, this wonderful dinner of Chen Xuan's family came to an end.

The little guy touched his own belly, leaned against Huo Tianyu's arms, looked very contented, and kept joking.

As for Huo Lingyu, eating is especially enjoyable and enjoyable.

"I'll go to the bathroom, and then let's go home!"

After pursing his lips and smiling, Chen Xuan stood up leisurely, and soon entered the bathroom of this self-service hot pot.

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After half a minute.

When Chen Xuan finished washing his hands and was about to leave, he saw the simplely dressed middle-aged man next to him who was answering the phone in the bathroom.

Unlike the "humble" that I have seen before, the middle-aged man at this moment is particularly proud.

The corners of his mouth are filled with smiling flowers, and the expressions are full of pride!

"Don't worry, Dad's job is getting better and better now!"

The middle-aged man said quite contentedly: "Recently, we have received several new students in the Budokan, and my business has gradually increased..."

"This month, Dad is estimated to be able to earn 6000 yuan!"

"Old arm injury? It's okay, it hasn't recurred at all recently, and Dad bought medicated wine, just wipe it!"

"In short, don't worry about Dad, Dad is in good health!"

"Living expenses shouldn't be enough, right? Dad will pay you 1,000 with Dagan Internet Banking when he goes home after dinner!"

"You are going to college in Yanjing, and your father can't be with you, but you also have to eat well and use good, don't you know?"

"By the way, I bought a coat at Dagan Mall yesterday and I will send it to you tomorrow!"

"It's autumn recently, you have to wear a coat when you go out, or you will catch a cold easily!"

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The middle-aged man kept talking, and Chen Xuan, who was listening to the side, was moved.

He knew that this was the middle-aged companion who was talking to his daughter who was going to school in Yanjing.

And through the look and eyes of the middle-aged man, Chen Xuan could clearly feel his paternal love for his daughter!

"Although this middle-aged man is not a qualified sparring partner,...he is definitely a qualified father!"

After muttering in this way, Chen Xuan suddenly moved in his heart, then raised a smile, left the bathroom and returned to his seat.

"Go home now?" Huo Tianyu asked as soon as he took his seat.

"No." Chen Xuan slowly shook his head, "I have to do something here!"

"Here? What's the matter?" Huo Tianyu raised his brows suddenly and was quite curious.

"You'll know later!" Chen Xuan replied.

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After a while, the middle-aged companion also ended the call, returned to the seat next to Chen Xuan, and continued to accompany the people in the seat to drink and laugh.

With his eyes condensed slightly, Chen Xuan noticed that ~lightnovelpub.net~ this middle-aged training partner had a lot of bruises on his arms and neck.

There is no doubt that all these bruises were formed in the process of serving as a sparring partner for others!

After all, those students don’t know how to recruit, and the physical fitness level of middle-aged people is already low... During the training process, middle-aged people are injured a little bit, that’s normal. But something!

"It's him!"

After thinking for a moment, Chen Xuan got up and walked to the side seat with a calm expression. He smiled and said to the middle-aged man: "This gentleman, I have a position here that suits you well. Let's talk now?"

"Huh?" Chen Xuan's sudden remark caught the middle-aged man by surprise and was immediately stunned.

As for the group of people sitting in the same seat, especially the owner of the Xiao Budokan, their expressions immediately turned gloomy.

Although middle-aged people are not necessary for him, and he has never seen middle-aged people, but he is a high-ranking martial artist's master of the martial arts hall, but can not tolerate someone in front of him, soliciting him. Staff of Budokan!

This made him feel very shameless!

Must find the place!

"Brother, what do you mean!"

With his eyes condensed slightly, the owner of the Xiaowudao Pavilion immediately asked Chen Xuan in a deep voice, "You are not going to give me a flat face with a thunderbolt?"

"No, I just want to chat with this gentleman."

Slowly removing his face mask, Chen Xuan said casually: "Master Yu Ping, right? I think you wouldn't mind it, right?"

Hearing this, the master Yu Ping, who was nicknamed the Thunderbolt, almost couldn't help but slapped the table and yelled at Chen Xuan.

Even Yu is ready to do something to Chen Xuan!

However, when he saw Chen Xuan's face, all the words he wanted to say, he immediately held back!