Chapter 122 You Are Nothing Before Me

Under the guidance of Tang Zijun and Tang Wenya, the group turned and headed out, preparing to drive to the taekwondo gym.

Just as they reached the entrance, their eldest cousin Tang Bowen, sitting in a wheelchair in the corner of the yard and engrossed in a book, suddenly looked up and said, "Zijun, you're naturally playful and usually lack restraint. Just as Grandpa said, you need to know when to stop in everything you do."

"Those young masters from the Lei family are, after all, scions of the local influential families in Jiangdong. Our Tang family is not what it used to be. If you can endure it, then endure it. Remember not to be rash and impulsive!"

Tang Zijun listened with great impatience and waved his hand, "I know, Big Brother. I have a sense of proportion!"

Tang Bowen turned to look at Xiao Yunlong and said, "Although Grandpa has already spoken, I still want to remind you a few things. Jiangdong is absolutely incomparable to a small place like Sucheng. The waters here are very deep. In Sucheng, you might have been able to act without scruples with the backing of the Liu family, but here, you'd best not cause trouble. If I were you, I'd roll back to Sucheng right now and live a peaceful and comfortable life!"

Xiao Yunlong smiled and said, "In Big Brother's eyes, perhaps the waters of Jiangdong are very deep, but in my eyes, it's merely a small ditch."

Tang Bowen sneered, "You have quite the nerve. If that's the case, then I'll wait and see!"

"I will let Big Brother see!" Xiao Yunlong smiled slightly, shaking his head, and walked out of the yard holding Liu Ruyan's hand.

Jun Bufan and Liang Bendao followed closely behind, acting as escorts. The Tang family members paid them little attention, assuming they were just bodyguards for the Liu family.

Tang Junwen grinned, "Big Brother, since you're bored at home, why don't you come to my taekwondo gym to play? There'll be some good shows later, are you coming?"

"I won't go. A cripple shouldn't get involved!" Tang Bowen shook his head with a wry smile and continued reading.

After the group got into the car, they sped off to the taekwondo gym.

The taekwondo gym was not far away, also in the West District, on the third floor of a large shopping mall. It was named "Shuangwen Taekwondo Gym"!

It seemed to be named after the characters "Wen" in the names of the siblings Tang Junwen and Tang Wenya.

To Xiao Yunlong's surprise, the taekwondo gym was quite spacious. He had initially thought his cousin was just a playboy dabbling in it, but he hadn't expected him to rent out a large portion of the third floor of the mall.

It was the weekend, and in the afternoon, there were quite a few people coming to the gym to learn taekwondo, making it seem very lively and bustling.

"What do you think, Cousin Yunlong? My taekwondo gym is not bad, right?"

Tang Zijun's face was filled with pride. Before Xiao Yunlong could speak, he continued, "Let me tell you, my taekwondo is divided into three areas: beginner, intermediate, and advanced. The beginner area is mainly for children, the intermediate area is for those with some taekwondo foundation, and as for the advanced..."

At this point, Tang Zijun deliberately paused to create suspense.

How could Xiao Yunlong not see that he was deliberately showing off? He smiled and asked, "What about the advanced area?"

Tang Zijun then grinned and said, "The students in the advanced area, I'm not bragging, but if they were out there, each of them could be considered a master. Now you know why my taekwondo gym's business is so booming, right?"

"So that's how it is," Xiao Yunlong nodded noncommittally.

Jun Bufan and Liang Bendao behind him almost burst out laughing. They couldn't help but think to themselves, this guy actually dares to show off his masters in front of his elder brother? Isn't that like showing off in front of an expert?

However, seeing that their elder brother hadn't reacted, Jun Bufan and Liang Bendao naturally didn't say much.

"Let's go, Cousin. We're going to the advanced area!" Tang Zijun waved his hand and led the way. Soon, everyone followed him to the innermost area.

There were fewer people practicing taekwondo here, about twenty or so. These people were bowing to each other and preparing for sparring matches, looking quite professional.

An old man with gray whiskers, wearing a long gown, stood in the center of the arena with his hands behind his back.

Seeing Tang Zijun's sudden arrival, the old man immediately walked over and said, "Young Master Tang, what brings you here today?"

Tang Zijun pouted and snorted, "I've told you many times not to call me Young Master Tang. Those who don't know might think I'm an unlearned prodigal son. You should call me Boss Tang, understand?"

"Yes, yes, Boss Tang. I'll be careful next time!" the old man chuckled.

Tang Zijun then looked at Xiao Yunlong and introduced, "This is Master Yan, a taekwondo master I specifically invited back from abroad. Master Yan, this is my cousin."

"So you're Boss Tang's cousin. A pleasure to meet you!" the old man cupped his hands.

"Master Yan, don't look at my cousin's young age. He is a martial arts master and has come specifically to challenge you today!" Tang Zijun said.

"Oh, really?" Master Yan glanced at Xiao Yunlong, his eyes showing doubt and a hint of disdain.

"What, Master Yan, you don't believe me? Then stop talking nonsense. You two fight now!" Tang Zijun said coldly.

Master Yan stood with one hand behind his back, stroking his beard with the other, and remained silent. However, his gaze towards Xiao Yunlong was not only disdainful but also mocking, as if to say, you're still wet behind the ears, and you want to challenge me?

Of course, out of respect for Boss Tang being present, he didn't say it directly.

How could Xiao Yunlong not see Tang Zijun's little scheme? He clearly wanted to use Master Yan to teach him a lesson.

"Second Cousin, you misunderstand. I'm just here to visit today, not to challenge anyone. Besides, this is quite boring."

Xiao Yunlong shrugged slightly as he said this.

Tang Wenya couldn't help but sneer, "I say, Xiao Yunlong, aren't you afraid? I heard that last night at Uncle Six's bar, you even beat up Master Shu's subordinate. I thought you were quite brave!"

As she spoke, Tang Wenya walked up to Xiao Yunlong, crossed her arms, and said in a condescending tone, "Xiao, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Aren't you just coveting Grandpa's fortune? A grandson-in-law, and you dare to compete with us? You should look in the mirror and see if you're worthy!"

Xiao Yunlong glanced at her and snorted, "We're all cousins, and as Grandpa said, we're all family. Is it appropriate for you to say such things to my face?"

"Pah! Who dares to call you, a jinx, family? Are you worthy?"

Tang Wenya spat and gritted her teeth, "I'm telling you, Xiao Yunlong, if you know what's good for you, hand over Grandpa's box. That belongs to me, not something you country bumpkins can possess. Also, get out of Jiangdong immediately, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and five or six coaches from the gym immediately surrounded them.

Xiao Yunlong didn't even bother to look at them. He turned to Tang Zijun and asked, "Second Cousin, is this your intention too?"

"Isn't it obvious? Did you really think we brought you here just for fun? What an idiot!"

Tang Zijun said with a playful smile, "If it were in the past, we wouldn't dare to do anything to you. But now, your Xiao family is all dead. Even if you have Grandpa's support now, what of it? If you don't agree today, we'll beat you until you're crippled. At worst, we'll just say it was an accident during a sparring session with Grandpa."

Tang Zijun shrugged, then added, "Of course, you can also complain to Grandpa, but I can tell you, unless you stay by the old man's side all the time, I'll beat you every time I see you!"

Tang Wenya reached out and shouted, "Stop the nonsense and hand over the box!"

Xiao Yunlong couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head and sighing, "I can't believe these two idiotic fools are still thinking of teaching me a lesson? Do you really think these guys who learned some mediocre taekwondo are masters?"

As he finished speaking, Master Yan was instantly enraged. He raised his gray eyebrows and shouted, "What did you say, you brat? You call my taekwondo mediocre? Is that what you mean?"

Xiao Yunlong nodded, "That's what I mean. In fact, calling it mediocre is flattering you. At your level, you're at best a one-legged cat."

"You..." Master Yan was completely furious, his teeth grinding.

"You stinking brat, still wet behind the ears! I'm a taekwondo black belt ninth dan master, and you're belittling me like this. If I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

Master Yan said this and got into a stance.

The twenty or so advanced students practicing taekwondo around them were also enraged. Master Yan was their coach, and they also practiced taekwondo. How could they tolerate this arrogant and presumptuous short-haired kid?

"Master Yan, cripple him! Cripple this madman!" the twenty-odd students shouted in anger.

Seeing this, Tang Zijun grinned and said coldly, "Master Yan, please do as you please, as long as you don't kill him!"

As he spoke, Tang Zijun slowly retreated.

Tang Wenya was still fixated on the box of jewelry and ornaments, shouting, "Xiao, I'll ask you one last time, are you going to hand over the box? If you don't agree, neither of you will be able to walk out of here today!"

"This one-legged cat taekwondo guy isn't qualified to make me act! Liang Bendao, you go. Show him some color!" Xiao Yunlong waved his hand slightly.

"Yes, Big Brother!" Liang Bendao had been waiting impatiently and immediately stepped forward.

"You young brat, how dare you act so presumptuously in front of me? Today I'll let you know my power!"

Master Yan stomped his foot and rushed out. In fact, his taekwondo black belt ninth dan was roughly equivalent to the ninth dan of external strength for ancient martial artists.

Both had achieved a certain level of proficiency in external techniques. Among ordinary people, they were indeed considered minor masters, but compared to Liang Bendao and Jun Bufan, the difference was like that between heaven and earth.

As for comparing with Xiao Yunlong, it was simply incomparable. The two were no longer on the same level.

Liang Bendao let out a cold sneer, clenched his fist, and was about to make a move.

However, at that moment, several "bang bang" sounds suddenly came from outside, followed by a security guard at the door rushing in and shouting.

"It's bad, Boss! Someone's here to challenge the gym! Someone's here to kick the gym!"

As soon as the security guard finished speaking, a young master wearing a red t-shirt, with yellow hair and a large gold chain around his neck, directly led a group of people storming in aggressively.

The security guard standing at the door didn't have time to dodge and was kicked aside.

"How dare you block Young Master Lei's way? You truly don't know what's good for you!" a tall and mighty man, like a furious Vajra, roared.

Seeing this display, not only the students in the outer middle and lower areas but even the twenty-odd advanced students in the advanced area were intimidated.

The Lei young master, adorned with gold and silver, had an imposing presence. The more than thirty people he brought with him were all fierce and menacing, clearly not to be trifled with.

Tang Zijun's face turned grim. After all, he was the boss here, so he had to brace himself and shout, "Lei Fengbao, what is the meaning of this?"

Lei Fengbao also took two steps forward and said mockingly, "Can't you see what I mean? You truly are an idiot. I'm clearly here to challenge the gym!"

As he spoke, two bruised and swollen students were carried in. One of them seemed to have a broken leg, clearly beaten by Lei Fengbao's men just now.

Tang Zijun gritted his teeth in anger and snorted, "Lei Fengbao, you're too overbearing. Although my Shuangwen Taekwondo and your Lei Bao Martial Arts Hall are both in the West District, we've always minded our own business. You don't have to do this, do you? And you even injured my gym's students!"

"Don't have to do this? Is your brain flooded, or are you pretending not to understand? Who in Jiangdong doesn't know this area is Lei family territory? You, an outsider, opened a gym here. Have you paid your respects? Three days ago, I told you, either close the gym or give me sixty percent of the shares. You ignored me and took me for a pushover?"

Lei Fengbao said this and pointed directly at Tang Zijun's nose, saying word by word, "Listen up, you have thirty seconds to give me your answer!"

Tang Zijun grumbled unwillingly, "The gym's business is so good now, it would be a shame to close it. As the saying goes in the martial world, making more friends opens more doors. So, Brother Lei, I'll give you ten VIP premium membership cards. You and your friends will have free access from now on. How about that?"

"Pah!" Lei Fengbao spat directly, almost spitting on the other's face.

"What are you, that you're worthy of being my friend?"

Lei Fengbao said with a mocking sneer, "I know your gym's business is good, otherwise, I wouldn't have taken notice. I've also investigated your Tang family behind you and know you came from Chuan City. I know you had some influence in Chuan City before, but now that you're in Jiangdong, even if you're a dragon, you have to coil up for me, and if you're a tiger, you have to crawl obediently, understand?"

As he spoke, Lei Fengbao even reached out and patted Tang Zijun's face, his attitude extremely arrogant and overbearing.

Although Tang Zijun was angry and clenched his fists tightly, he dared not retaliate.

As for Tang Wenya, she had already been so scared that she was cowering in a corner.

Seeing this, Xiao Yunlong curled his lips slightly and smiled, "Boss Tang, didn't you just say that your taekwondo gym is full of masters and is the strongest establishment in the West District? That Lei Bao Martial Arts Hall is nothing compared to you, and that Lei young master is not even fit to carry your shoes. Why aren't you speaking now? Just order your men to attack!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Zijun's face instantly turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

As for Lei Fengbao, his expression instantly darkened.