There must be confusion, after all, times have changed. With the time of hot weapons, the strength of the heroes has been greatly weakened. Fifty years ago, there were even "Martial Arts Useless Theory" and "Firepower Only Theory".

It was not until the existence of special forces appeared that martial arts were revitalized and would not become "dance". Even so, the power or influence of the martial arts world was much worse than the era of Cold Weapons.

But after getting in touch with internal forces, he saw the possibility of a counterattack. He is still young now, so he can concentrate on studying hard and not blindly go to the world immediately. Three years of high school, four years of college, and seven years are his accumulation period.

The key is that he is not short of money, and the existing money is enough to support him in realizing his dream of a knight.

As for material aspects, his needs are not high themselves and he has been poor for twelve years. Perhaps this is his greatest wealth. If he had been born in the Zhao family at the beginning, he might have been convinced.

"But in this era, there are no pure heroes!" Zhao Guodong suddenly had a headache when he heard this. He found that there was a place where this grandson really looked like his daughter, and that was this stubbornness.

If you recognize something, you will persist without hesitation. In order to be with that bastard, you could even elope.

So he knew very well that if Chen Ming's ideal was denied, the two sides would inevitably have a quarrel. The two sides themselves had no emotional foundation. If they continued to have a quarrel, they would probably be able to never interact with each other until they were old.

It was more than ten years ago that he might not care, but the older he was, the more he wanted his family to be with him.

"Yes, even the senior brothers and sisters of Wuhu Sect will mostly work in Wuhu Group after they go out and have a glamorous superficial identity. Most of the other sects are probably the same." Chen Ming agreed with this statement.

Just changed the subject and continued, "But this does not conflict with me being a hero."

"Then have you ever thought about the danger of exploring the world? Your enemies will not abide by any kindness and morality. It is inevitable to use firearms. In addition, your identity as my grandson is exposed, so how many people do you think will have your ideas?" Zhao Guodong explained patiently.

"Suddenly, the point of having more family members is indeed beyond my expectations. So I have to modify my original plan for this, but I also hope that you believe that I have the strength to protect myself." Chen Ming also said patiently.

"………………” Zhao Guodong was silent. It seemed that it was not easy to let this brat dispel the idea of ​​being a knight. Then, obviously, we had to change our thinking.

"I need to see your strength. If you fight with me, a security guard, if you can hold on for five minutes or even defeat him, then I can ignore you." Zhao Guodong made a bet, "If you lose, give up the unrealistic idea... I don't force you and me to go back to Beijing, but you have to dispel the unrealistic idea of ​​going around the world."

"………Okay!" Chen Ming hesitated for a moment and nodded. He noticed that the security personnel around Zhao Guodong had very strong blood and were all real strong people.

The key is to protect an existence like my grandfather, and his combat power should be a top-notch existence. Chen Ming needs to understand the current situation of China's top combat power, and then adjust his training intensity based on this.

Zhao Guodong didn't expect Chen Ming would really agree. He sighed, got up and went outside the door, and spoke to the guards on duty outside. The latter was a little surprised, and even a little unwilling to do so, but he nodded and agreed at Zhao Guodong's request.

The competition location was chosen in the yard of Villa No. 5, which has a relatively wide environment, or it is very spacious, and even comes with a hot spring pool and a swimming pool. Swimming or hot spring bathing can be completed in the villa.

Chen Ming didn't know about other services, but these thousands of hotels are indeed different from other places.

"Occursed!" Both sides made a move and the guards looked at Chen Ming. An adult, especially a vanguard in the army, was somewhat reluctant to deal with a fifteen-year-old child, and was also worried that it would hurt him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Chen Ming take off the weight on his body. He didn't agree with it at first, but after seeing the weight on his body, he was a little moved. Chen Ming's weight on his body was almost half the weight of his body.

"This kid..." Zhao Guodong was also moved. Is it the sect's request for such weight at the age of fifteen? Or is it the sect that he wants to do it himself? If it is the former, he has already planned to settle the score with Wuhumen.

"I will attack, please be prepared." Chen Ming looked at the other party and said slowly. After taking off the weight, he quickly moved his body. After all, the sudden change in weight would take some time to adapt.

Otherwise, there will be some small errors in terms of sense of balance.

"Please!" The guards knew this very well. After all, they were actually trained in that way. In fact, when they were in the competition and changed to ordinary people, Chen Ming no longer knew how many times he had defeated.

The latter nodded and immediately launched a snatch. The guard almost saw a afterimage. Chen Ming had quickly pulled him to his heartland and punched him in the chest.

So fast! The guard almost couldn't react. Is this the speed that a fifteen-year-old child can have? Then he counterattacked immediately. His reaction speed was also not bad. If a child really successfully attacked, he would probably be punished by his leader when he went back.

The grappling hand in the army is the best method when you don’t want to hurt the opponent. In carrying out special operations, grappling hand is widely used, especially in combat with the purpose of capturing alive.

Chen Ming used the tiger claw skills to counterattack. The two sides took at least five or six moves in a very short time, and then quickly separated.

Chen Ming's hands were aching faintly. His hands had already cultivated to a very high level. He did not use internal skills in the sect, and even surpassed some disciples, but the other party's hands were harder than him!

The guard is even more damn. This is the hand of a fifteen-year-old boy? It is not only hard, but also strong, and has surpassed most adults and even ordinary soldiers. Moreover, in terms of speed and reaction ability, Chen Ming even surpassed himself!

He almost relied on experience to fight him, and several times he relied on skills to get rid of the opponent's grasp.

"I'm going to be serious!" Chen Ming did not intend to hold on for five minutes as his goal. What he hoped was to defeat the opponent. So while the internal force was circulating, he came to the opponent again.

This sudden outbreak caught the guard off guard, but he was used to dealing with it calmly, so he was still ready to deal with it. In fact, it was not sensible to quickly get closer, because this would enter the opponent's attack range.

Chen Ming made a punch, a very ordinary punch. The guard himself could choose to block or avoid it, but the sudden acceleration of this punch made him unable to avoid it, so he could only find a way to pull it away or hold on.

People in the army can be tough on Qigong, which is the power gained from sacrifice of youth. The guards were using grappling methods to push his fists away, but they found that this was not only fast, but also extremely powerful.

He couldn't push it away, and the punch hit his chest firmly, knocking him out...
Chapter completed!