Berserker King

Chapter 52 Dragon Fist Chief Instructor, Su Huai-ren

"Who exactly are you?" Su Nan looked at Zhang Xuan and the others with apprehension.

She suddenly remembered that when she came to stay here last month, the villa was still empty, but her grandfather came back and Zhang Xuan suddenly moved in.

This is just too much of a coincidence.

Even more coincidentally, her grandfather needed spiritual energy to prolong his life, but Zhang Xuan had already absorbed all the spiritual energy.

She absolutely refused to believe that Zhang Xuan and the others hadn't come for her grandfather.

"Me? Professor Su, don't worry, I have long admired you and would never do anything to harm you!"

Seeing the apprehension in Su Nan's eyes, Zhang Xuan said calmly.

"Nannan, why have you been out for so long?"

An elderly man emerged from the neighboring villa. Although he was over sixty years old, his breathing was even, and he walked with a powerful stride. One could still vaguely tell from his brows that he must have been a master in his youth.

Every step taken is as if it has been precisely measured, neither too much nor too little; only those with strong self-discipline can achieve this.

When Zhang Xuan looked over, the old man also noticed Zhang Xuan's gaze. He glanced at him and quickly noticed that Zhang Xuan's face seemed a little too pale.

He frowned and said, "Young man, your parents have given you everything you could want, but your body is your own. If you only know how to indulge in pleasure, you'll look like an old man before you even turn thirty!"

Zhang Xuan was taken aback.

Gu Chengbei was taken aback upon hearing this, then looked at Zhang Xuan with a mocking smile and laughed loudly: "That's right, kid, Old Su is right. Your body is your own, and as for women, it's better for your health if you play around with one or two less!"

Zhang Xuan glanced indifferently at the north side of the ancient city, ignoring him, and instead looked at the old man, who should be Su Huai-ren, the head instructor of Dragon Fist.

Seeing this old man who had devoted his life to the defense of the country's borders, Zhang Xuan felt sincere respect and readily accepted his kind words.

"Old Su is right."

Su Huai Ren glanced at his granddaughter, assuming that she had told the young man everything about him, and didn't mind. At the age of the old man, he had already taken everything lightly.

Seeing that Zhang Xuan didn't have the typical rebelliousness of a young person, Su Huai-ren nodded slightly.

The young man in front of me is not yet beyond redemption; he is not a complete spoiled brat.

At this moment, Gu Chengbei looked closely at Su Huai Ren and suddenly said, "Old Su, your health..."

"Oh?" Su Huai-ren looked at the north of the ancient city with surprise, then his gaze suddenly turned cold. "Young friend, no matter how many tonics you take, it will be of no use!"

The Azure Dragon and White Tiger exchanged a glance, and then couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Gu Chengbei's face instantly darkened.

Even Zhang Ruoxi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Unexpectedly, the laughter of the group angered Su Nan. "Gentlemen, is what my grandfather said so funny?"

Su Huai-ren shook his head and comforted his granddaughter: "Good medicine tastes bitter!"

With that, he took his still furious granddaughter back to his villa.

After Su Huai-ren and Su Nan entered the villa, Gu Chengbei finally spoke up: "Old Su's health is failing. Unless we abolish the Dragon Fist he has been practicing for decades and switch to True Martial Fist."

Zhang Xuan nodded. Although he wasn't very skilled in medicine, he had spent a lot of time with Gu Chengbei and had been able to discern some things from him.

However, Su Huai-ren is extremely stubborn, and so are the soldiers he has trained. Otherwise, it wouldn't be the case that now, all military branches in the entire H country are practicing Zhenwu Fist, while only the Dragon Fist troops are still practicing Dragon Fist.

If Zhang Xuan were to speak out now, Su Huai-ren would not only disagree, but might even clash with Zhang Xuan. It would be better to find a suitable opportunity.

......

Back at the villa, Su Nan asked her grandfather, puzzled, "Those people were clearly targeting Grandpa, why didn't you have them arrested?"

"You have such a bad temper! Don't assume everyone is a bad person!"

As Su Huai-ren spoke, he recalled Zhang Xuan's face and said calmly, "Although I am old, my judgment of people is never wrong. Although that kid seems like a playboy, he has a righteous look on his face and is not targeting me."

"But the spiritual energy has been absorbed by them, Grandpa, your body..." Su Nan said worriedly, her beautiful brows furrowed tightly.

Su Huai-ren, on the other hand, was quite nonchalant. "At worst, I'll just disband the Dragon Fist and switch to the True Martial Fist from now on."

"The Zhenwu Fist creator, Zhen Tianwang, originally created this set of fist techniques to eliminate the hidden dangers of the Dragon Fist. However, the old man has been stubborn for so many years, and now that he has retired, he has seen through it all."

Su Huai-ren sighed softly.

......

the next day.

Zhang Xuan finally felt his body recover somewhat, and smiled faintly, finally able to practice some basic boxing techniques.

He pulled his reluctant younger sister into the yard and began teaching her boxing techniques.

This set of boxing techniques appears soft and gentle, but in reality, it is full of explosive power. This stark visual contrast actually appears in one set of boxing techniques.

Zhang Xuan hadn't expected his younger sister to be so quick to learn. He had only demonstrated it once, and Ruoxi was able to remember most of it and even performed it quite well. This further fueled his enthusiasm for teaching his sister to box.

After practicing Zhenwu Quan twice, I felt warm all over, and then I took my sister for a run.

This has been his habit for the past five years. As long as there are no combat missions, he will always stick to this routine. However, recently, his body was seriously injured and he is not suitable for this level of training.

After absorbing that spiritual energy last night, Zhang Xuan felt his body had recovered somewhat, so he couldn't wait to start practicing boxing and running.

Having just recovered, Zhang Xuan wasn't ready for high-intensity exercise, so he and his sister ran five kilometers before returning home.

These past few days, he's been forcing the little girl to run five kilometers every day. The training is starting to show results. When she came back, although her face was a little pale, her breathing was very deep and she was obviously much healthier.

But when they returned, they ran into Su Huai-ren pulling a reluctant Su Nan out of the villa.

"Oh, it's you guys?"

Su Nan felt a surge of goodwill upon seeing Zhang Ruoxi, who also looked reluctant.

In her opinion, girls who are keen on beauty sleep are kind-hearted people. When she saw Zhang Ruoxi's unwilling look, she felt that they were kindred spirits.

Then he glanced at Zhang Xuan, somewhat surprised. In his opinion, a rich playboy like Zhang Xuan should be sleeping until noon.

However, the disgust in my heart did not diminish in the slightest.

Su Huai-ren, however, glanced at Zhang Xuan with surprise and smiled slightly. He hadn't looked closely yesterday, but today he could tell that Zhang Xuan's pale complexion was due to his injury.