Translator: CinderTL
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"Is this for real?"
"Can Chen Feng, do it?"
"Why do I feel like Chen Feng has gotten a bit more muscular?"
"Hey, now that you say it, it does seem to be true. Did he start working out on his own…?"
In the training class, many of the students stood on either side, watching with great interest as Chen Feng and Zheng Qiang stood facing each other.
Even Xu Dongtai and Yu Shan seed puzzled, not rushing to practice but instead observing from a distance.
"Brother Dong, what do you think the coach is thinking?"
"Hasn't Chen Feng always been at the bottom? Isn't he worried that Zheng Qiang might beat him to a pulp?"
Zhou Xin, his lackey, whispered from the side, a hint of skepticism in his eyes.
No one responded, as this doubt had crossed many minds.
However, despite the many watchful eyes, Chen Feng remained calm. He even silently put on his gloves and protective gear.
"Still trying to act tough?"
Zheng Qiang raised an eyebrow.
He didn't believe that the other party didn’t know his strength.
To actually agree to practice with him and stay so calm—it might an there was sothing more to this guy after all.
"Aren't you wearing any protective gear?" Chen Feng asked, glancing at Zheng Qiang’s unprotected head.
"Not needed for soone like you."
Zheng Qiang's gaze darkened as he only wore his gloves, intentionally speaking arrogantly.
Seeing this, Chen Feng didn’t reply, rely narrowing his eyes at Zheng Qiang’s head.
Looks like he’d need to go easy on him.
Thud thud!
In an instant, both of them stood firm, ready for action.
Their gazes locked. As Chen Feng took his stance, a cold light flashed in Zheng Qiang's eyes.
"No matter if you're pretending or not, we’ll know once we try!"
Without further words, Zheng Qiang’s gaze beca sharp, and he imdiately stepped forward.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, Zheng Qiang, dressed in a black tank top, seed to transform into a leopard.
With a sharp thud, his feet planted firmly on the ground.
He stabilized his balance and suddenly appeared just half a ter in front of Chen Feng.
Their gazes t as Zheng Qiang’s tanned right arm swung up, his elbow slightly bent, and his waist and back pushing forward.
Boom!
In the next second, a whistling sound was heard as his fist tore through the air, heading straight for Chen Feng’s face!
"How fast!"
So of the students observing gasped.
"Why isn’t he dodging?"
Lin Hao’s face grew serious, and the others were secretly alard.
Zheng Qiang’s punch had 80 kg of force behind it. Shouldn't Chen Feng dodge? Was he intending to admit defeat right away?
Bang!
!!
A dull thud rang out.
Everyone's thoughts shattered as the world in front of them seed to freeze.
"What’s going on!"
Zhou Xin exclaid; his face full of disbelief.
Yu Shan’s face showed confusion, and Xu Dongtai’s gaze sharpened.
Looking over, they saw that Zheng Qiang’s powerful punch was forced to halt in mid-air.
It was a pair of strong hands.
The left hand held it horizontally, fingers clenched tightly.
Without a doubt, it was an incredibly strong grip that caught Zheng Qiang's fist.
"Impossible!"
Zheng Qiang's eyes narrowed as a flash of disbelief passed through his mind.
Had his punch really been stopped?
And it looked like the guy had done it so easily?
As the thoughts flashed in his mind and he felt the stares from around him, Zheng Qiang felt a surge of heat inside. He tried to break free and threw another punch.
Buzz!
However, in the next second, a faster punch appeared.
The sound of the wind shook the air as the fist clenched tightly.
Chen Feng’s left hand pulled hard, imdiately disrupting Zheng Qiang’s balance, causing his body to wobble and fall forward.
Then, his right shoulder shifted.
His muscular right arm shot out from his waist, his spine pushing with force as his left foot pivoted.
The force of the punch grew stronger, faster, and more powerful!
Boom!!!
In an instant, the fist slamd into Zheng Qiang’s cheek. His head jerked, and his skin rippled like waves, sinking and vibrating.
Extre pain tore through him!
His mind went fuzzy, and his eyes filled with shock and rage.
This guy was hiding his strength!
It hurt like hell!
Unable to think clearly, his body swayed.
Not willing to lose like this and unwilling to admit defeat in front of others, Zheng Qiang gritted his teeth and tried to steady himself.
Boom!
Another punch!
Chen Feng's gaze was sharp. He didn’t know when, but his left hand had withdrawn and turned into a fist.
With a slight bend in his elbow, he struck diagonally with his left fist!
Bang!!
Another dull thud as the punch landed, and Zheng Qiang’s head spun as golden stars appeared before his eyes. His eyes rolled back.
Then, in front of the crowd, his body wavered, and with a crash, he fell to the ground.
In an instant.
The atmosphere fell silent.
The crowd stared, stunned. Lin Hao and Zhou Xin had their mouths wide open.
Xu Dongtai's eyes narrowed into a thin line.
That sense of danger from earlier—was it real?
Looking at Chen Feng’s calm deanor, he wasn’t even breathing heavily.
Xu Dongtai realized he might have underestimated a formidable opponent.
"Fake, this must be fake, right?"
One student snapped back to his senses and spoke reflexively.
The silence was broken, and the crowd started murmuring.
"Unbelievable!"
"Chen Feng is so strong? Damn, he hid himself really well!"
"That punch—definitely on the level of an amateur fourth-dan, right?"
The noisy voices filled the air, but Chen Feng silently removed his gear and gloves.
Looking at the unconscious Zheng Qiang on the ground, he touched his fist, his thoughts racing.
The first punch, I held back too much.
The second punch was just right.
Hopefully, I didn’t break his skull.
"Take him to the infirmary, it’s nothing serious. Just spray so healing spray on him, and he’ll wake up in a bit."
Coach Lu had walked up at so point, quickly assessing Zheng Qiang’s condition and confirming he was fine.
He waved his hand, and soon so students ca over to carry Zheng Qiang away.
"You kid, you actually held back a bit."
Turning to Chen Feng, Coach Lu’s eyes glead with a hint of excitent.
This kid...
He really had started to get the hang of it.
That footwork... besides sanda, it seed to have traces of judo, too?
He learned judo in a day?
A series of thoughts flashed through his mind, and the more he looked at Chen Feng, the more satisfied he beca.
"How do you feel?"
"Not bad."
Chen Feng smiled and said, glancing at the shocked expressions of the other students.
Under the spotlight, as it should be.
No one dislikes being noticed.
From being completely unnoticed at the beginning to this point.
It had only been about ten days.
"Heh, looks like you’ve really started to get the hang of martial arts."
Coach Lu smiled as he patted Chen Feng’s shoulder.
Without saying more, he glanced at Xu Dongtai in the distance.
He had always thought Xu Dongtai was the most outstanding.
But now...
Shaking his head, he quickly walked past Chen Feng and began directing the others to pair up for practice.
"Chen Feng, you’re amazing, man!"
Lin Hao ran over quietly, his eyes full of surprise and curiosity.
"How long has it been, and you’ve already taken off?"
"How did you train so quickly? Can you share so tips on how to practice punches?"
A rapid-fire barrage of questions followed, and Chen Feng shrugged.
"Just practice normally."
"Just sweat a little more."
"Damn!"
Lin Hao rolled his eyes, his face helpless.
Is that even an answer?
He shook his head inwardly and stopped pressing the topic.
Then, he glanced at Xu Dongtai in the distance.
Seeing him spar with Yu Shan, throwing violent punches, and ending the fight quickly.
Lin Hao’s eyes moved, and he soon grinned.
"Looks like this core student evaluation just got a lot more interesting."
"You and Xu Dongtai... tsk tsk..."
(End of the Chapter)
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