Chapter 159
A simple wooden house stands not far from the coast, with crooked four big characters engraved on the door of the wooden house, plus a wave sign on the top of the wooden roof.

It proves its identity, Nankai Gymnasium.

At this time, in the South Sea Gymnasium, a dark-skinned, unshaven, crew-cut man sat solemnly in front of a young man with seaside features.

"Where's the fishing rod?"

The boy lowered his head, not daring to make a sound.

"I let you talk!"

The man slapped the table loudly, his eyebrows seemed to stand up in anger.

The boy still kept his mouth shut and didn't say a word.

The man sighed.

"You talk, I won't hit you."

"Give it to someone else..."

"wcnm!"

The man roared angrily, picked up the long fishing rod beside him, and made a gesture to hit the young man.

The boy was so frightened that he quickly covered his body and said eagerly, "You said you wouldn't hit me."

"There's one more thing I didn't say later."

After finishing speaking, the fishing rod in the man's hand was pulled down suddenly.

"Never believe what adults say!"

……

Half an hour later, the boy with a bruised nose and a swollen face stood silently.

The man lit a cigarette, exhaled two puffs of smoke rings before gradually dissipating, and said sternly: "That is a relic passed down from our family."

"I know."

"Knowing that you're still giving it away! You're a worthless prodigal!"

The man made a gesture to slap him again, but the young man didn't back off this time, but questioned him head-on.

"You told me! Water elves are the strongest!"

"Huh?" The man stopped his movements, smoked a cigarette, and said in a deep voice, "Water-type elves are the strongest..."

"Then why did I lose?"

"You are betting against someone!"

The man's eyes widened in disbelief, and then his pupils were filled with angry flames.

"I'll let you bet!"

"Snapped!"

The fishing rod suddenly hit the boy's thigh.

The young man snorted, then remained silent.

After a long time, he raised his head and said expressionlessly: "The water elves are not the strongest at all, you lied to me."

There was no trace of trust in that expression.

"Water-type elves are the strongest, but it also depends on the trainer..."

The man just wanted to explain to the boy, but before he finished speaking, the boy ran out of the wooden house without looking back.

"..."

There was a sudden silence in the cabin.

After a long time, the man stubbed out the cigarette, but he didn't stop the boy from running away from home, nor did he go to him.

It might be better for both parties to calm down.

The man's name is Yuan Tai, he is the owner of the Nanhai Gymnasium, and he is also an expert in fishing. He has worked in this place for decades.

That young man is his son, named Yuan Fang.

As for his wife, she ran away a long time ago, for some reason.

Now the family relies on him to fish to maintain the gymnasium and daily expenses.

Because of Yuan Tai's work, Yuan Fang was neglected in discipline since he was a child, and his temper was also very wild. Especially after he reached the age of rebellion, Yuan Tai didn't know how to get along with him.

Sometimes you just have to fight.

After the beating can only increase the estrangement between father and son for no reason, but it is impossible not to beat him.

It is easy to have a child, but difficult to raise a child. This is the truth.

Walking to the south wall of the wooden house, Yuan Tai exhaled all the smoke in his chest.

Opening the dark pavilion, there is a fishing rod with an astonishing appearance.

This is the real ancestral fishing rod of the Yuantai family. Not only are the materials used to make it precious, it is said that the ancestors also used this to catch a huge, shining Gyarados, which is very valuable for collection.

As for Yuan Fang's, it was just a good fishing rod to fool him.

Yuan Tai closed the dark pavilion with a complex expression.

He was angry not because Yuan Fang lost his fishing rod, but because Yuan Fang gambled with others.

Gambling is something that should not be touched.

Not to mention making battle bets with others.

Yuan Tai knows this better than anyone else.

You know, he used to be a trainer who had the chance to compete for the championship position...

"Anyone? Anyone?"

Bang bang bang! !

Yuan Tai didn't remember for long, when he was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.

He couldn't help feeling a little bit of resentment for being interrupted, and impatiently came to the door of the wooden house and opened it.

A combination of a man and a woman appeared in front of him.

The man is a little younger and looks honest and honest. The woman has blond hair and wears a mask and sunglasses, so she can't see her face clearly.

"you are?"

"I'm here to challenge the gym."

"Sorry, I won't accept the challenge of the gymnasium today. There are some things at home. If you challenge the gymnasium, please come back tomorrow."

Yuan Tai was not in the mood to challenge the gymnasium at all, so he refused decisively.

Unexpectedly, the man was not sent away by him, but took out a folded silver fishing rod and said with a smile, "Then I'm here to return the things."

Seeing this good fishing rod he gave to his ten-year-old son, Yuan Tai instantly understood.

This is the trainer who was betting against his son.

He suddenly lost his good face, took the fishing rod from Xiaozhi's hand, and said with a bad expression: "Please stay away from my son in the future."

Boom!
Then the wooden door was slammed shut, shaking off a pile of dust on the wooden wall.

Xiaozhi scratched his head, a little puzzled: "Why are you still angry when you pay him back?"

"If you don't pay it back, it's probably not as simple as getting angry."

The matter of why Xiaozhi wanted to return the fishing rod had to start after the dark duel...

"Are you comfortable holding this fishing rod?"

From a rough look at the fishing rod that Xiao Zhiniu came over, the quality is at least the level of a good fishing rod.

According to other people's dictation, it may be an ancestral prop.

Sirona felt that it was a bit disrespectful for Xiaozhi to give the child away empty-handed.

Xiaozhi spread his hands: "It doesn't matter." He said: "I am very relieved to let contemporary young people understand the cruelty of society."

"I'm not afraid that other people's parents will find you." Sirona reminded kindly.

Then she gestured to Xiaozhi, there was a line of small characters on the fishing rod, Xiaozhi didn't see it.

【Ancestral Legacy of Nankai Gymnasium】

"It's a very deliberate font. It was specially put on the fishing rod to say that it is something inherited from the ancestors."

"Isn't the point of the Nanhai Gymnasium? You took away the things from the Gymnasium."

"I go!"

When Sirona said this, it seemed to be true!
Xiaozhi woke up suddenly.

The boy who lost to him with the fishing rod just now turned out to be an important person in the South Sea Gym.

And the ancestral fishing rod of the South Sea Gymnasium came to Xiaozhi's hands.

Didn't he end up with Nankai Daoguan!

Xiaozhi thought over and over again, and finally decided to return the fishing rod to Nankai Gymnasium.

At least ease his relationship with Nankai Gymnasium.

Only now is the scene where Xiaozhi and Sirona come to return the fishing rod.

It's a pity that the owner of the gymnasium doesn't seem to appreciate it.

Xiaozhi can only comfort himself, the owner of the restaurant has already forgiven him.

He said helplessly to Sirona: "Let's go, I still have things to do."

I can't challenge the gym today, and it's causing disharmony in my family.

This is not what Xiaozhi expected, but Xiaozhi himself has not done the finishing procedures of Fengyuan Mine, so he can't waste his time on it.

(End of this chapter)

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