All-Attribute Martial Dao

After leaving school, Wang Teng drove a car directly and returned to the house on the other side of the deer park.

In the car, Wang Teng looked out the window. Red lanterns were already hung on the side of the road, and festive red colors could be seen everywhere.

The faces of the pedestrians on the road are also beaming, and there is a peaceful and quiet atmosphere everywhere.

Looking at all this, Wang Teng couldn't help but smile.

Maybe so many warriors are willing to pay silently behind their backs because of this.

This is a big era, but behind each era, there are many people driving all this in obscurity.

The stability and beauty of society requires someone to bear the burden.

For ordinary people, war and death are far away, and they cannot see or know.

Many warriors may just hope that ordinary people can live their little lives well and live a stable year, so that their contributions will be worth it...

"The country's No. 1 martial arts contest ended, Huang Haijun School Wang Teng won the championship!"

In the car, the driver was listening to the radio and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This nation's No. 1 martial arts competition is a national competition, but Wang Teng of the East China Sea won the championship. It's really a long face for us in the East China Sea."

Wang Teng touched his nose and said with a smile: "Master, you are also concerned about the nation's No. 1 martial arts competition."

"That's not it. Now the spread of martial arts is becoming more and more widespread, and we ordinary people also understand it. According to me, this martial arts must have a big effect, otherwise the official will not spend such a lot of effort to host the nation's No. 1 martial arts competition. "The driver said wisely.

"Master, you are a sensible person." Wang Teng was a little surprised and gave a thumbs up.

"Hahaha, boy, I think you came from Huang Haijun Academy. Are you also a student of Huang Haijun Academy?" the driver asked.

"Yes."

"Do you know that Wang Teng?" the driver asked.

"Yes, we are still classmates." Wang Teng said.

"Hey, classmate, you are a terrific classmate. Tell me how he is?"

...

Half an hour later, Wang Teng got out of the car outside the deer park and watched the driver drive away. He couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

After chatting with each other for a long time, the driver also listened with gusto and was very curious about martial arts.

"Young Master!"

The guard saw Wang Teng and immediately let him go.

"Thank you!" Wang Teng smiled and said hello, and walked into the deer park.

"No hard work, no hard work!"

Several guards watched Wang Teng walk into the deer park, and couldn't help feeling: "I heard that Wang Shao won the champion of the nation's No. 1 martial arts competition. It's really amazing."

"Yeah, that's the national champion. I heard that it's pretty good."

"I watched the live broadcast, I went, that scene, it was awesome, it was too strong!"

...

"Mom, I'm back!"

Wang Teng walked into the house, as always, yelled.

"Xiao Teng is back." Li Xiumei walked out of the kitchen with a smile of joy, wiped her hands on her apron, and pulled Wang Teng and said, "Let's see if you are injured."

"I'm not hurt, your son is fine." Wang Teng let Li Xiumei toss.

"It's fine if it's not hurt, it's fine if it's not hurt. Your dad and I went to watch your game. Your game was too intense, but it was terrified than me." Li Xiumei said with lingering fear.

"Did you go to the summer to watch the game?" Wang Teng asked in surprise.

"Your mother and I just came back last night." At this moment, Wang Shengguo walked out of the living room.

"Dad." Wang Teng yelled, and then smiled at Li Xiumei: "Actually, it's nothing, your son, I am very powerful, who can hurt me."

"Only you can." Li Xiumei groaned.

But she thought that Wang Teng had won the national championship, and she couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Wang Teng smiled.

"Okay, go take a rest, I'll cook." Li Xiumei said, then went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.

Wang Teng sat down in the living room with Wang Shengguo.

"How about Doudou, why didn't you see it?" Wang Teng asked.

"She is sleeping upstairs." Wang Shengguo smiled and asked softly: "What the hell is the No. 1 martial arts competition in the country? Why are you suddenly facing the national open competition?"

Sure enough, people with discerning eyes like Wang Shengguo have seen some clues.

Wang Teng pondered for a while, and said slowly, "Dad, the times have changed."

"Where is this era heading?" Wang Shengguo frowned and couldn't help asking.

"Don't worry, no matter where you go, there is always a tall man standing in front of you." Wang Teng said.

"What about you?" Wang Shengguo asked.

"Me?" Wang Teng thought for a while, and smiled: "I will eventually have the power to guard all of this. You and my mother are just waiting for the old age."

Wang Shengguo looked at Wang Teng with a mixed mood.

When his son grows up, he should be happy to be able to shelter the family from wind and rain.

Many of his friends now know that his son has won the No. 1 Budo Contest in the country and is a powerful warrior. After the competition, many business friends even called him to congratulate him.

Even some big families who didn't like their royal family in the past took the initiative to call to contact their relationship and seek cooperation.

These all made him feel very proud.

But when he thinks of the terrifying battle between warriors in the game, his heart is full of worries.

The power of the warrior often breaks the monument and cracks the stone. What's more, it can induce the force of nature, which can be called earth-shaking. If such an attack falls on a person, the consequences can be imagined.

But what can he say? His son has already embarked on the road of martial arts, and he has also been admitted to the famous national school such as the Yellow Naval Academy.

"I don't know anything about martial arts. Your mother and I just hope you can be safe. We are your only son. We will wait for you to take care of it in the future." Wang Sheng Guodao.

"Don't worry, I'm very afraid of death, it will definitely be the one who will live the longest." Wang Teng said.

"You kid!" Wang Shengguo couldn't laugh or cry.

...

Soon, Li Xiumei prepared meals, and the family sat at the dinner table, enjoying themselves.

Doudou had woke up, but still a little confused, looking at Wang Teng, thinking he was still dreaming, rubbed his eyes and said, "Did Doudou have a dream? Dreaming that his brother is back."

Li Xiumei and Wang Shengguo laughed: "Doudou, squeeze your little cheek to see if it hurts."

Doudou squeezed his face in a daze, and suddenly said: "Pain!"

It caused everyone to laugh again.

The family finished their meal amidst laughter and laughter.

At night, Wang Teng was lying on the big bed in his room, with the soft moonlight shining in from the window, everything seemed so peaceful and beautiful.

Going home seems to be back in another world, far away from martial arts, far away from everything.

There are conversations from parents at home, news broadcasts from the TV in the living room, and Doudou's frolicking...

Everything is so peaceful, so peaceful...

Wang Teng closed his eyes and fell asleep in the moonlight. All this is guarded by him, no one wants to break it!

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