Translator: CinderTL
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In the practice area, with Xu Dongtai crashing to the ground with a loud thud, everyone’s gaze turned to the strong young man in black.
So had their mouths agape in shock, while others trembled and froze in place.
"This guy... is truly a monster," Lin Hao said with a complex expression, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes.
He loved martial arts but unfortunately had little talent for it.
Shaking his head inwardly, seeing the other students still stunned in place, he decided to go along with the flow.
"I concede."
As soon as he spoke, everyone snapped out of their daze.
They looked at Chen Feng, who was calmly observing them with an indifferent expression. They also noticed the burly figure lying unconscious on the ground beneath his feet.
One by one, the remaining students who hadn’t been eliminated all shuddered and began to speak.
"I concede!"
"I concede! Don’t hit !"
The voices continued to sound off, and before long, the final victor erged.
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"Mastery in Sanda, Mastery in Judo."
"Even if he hasn’t unlocked his martial arts potential, this talent is already extraordinary."
As they watched the young man win, mbers of the assessnt team quickly started comnting.
A fiery look flashed in their eyes. They knew just how important such talent was.
"Senior Lu, I don’t recall you teaching him Judo?"
Cao Tong withdrew his gaze, deep in thought.
"Heh."
Understanding his point, Coach Lu felt in high spirits.
As a coach of the secondary martial arts school, if a genius appeared in the class he taught and successfully joined the core of the martial arts school, he would receive certain contributions and rewards.
"Junior Cao, I haven’t taught him Judo."
Coach Lu's gaze brightened as he looked at Chen Feng, his face full of admiration. "And just a week ago—no, five days ago—he didn’t even know Judo."
At these words, Cao Tong’s eyes lit up, and the other two assessors’ expressions shifted.
A single martial art can be learned quickly with so breakthroughs, understood as a sudden realization.
But if there’s rapid progress in multiple areas, it’s sothing more impressive.
"Honestly, I didn’t expect his Judo to advance so quickly."
"Even in Sanda, I didn’t think he would break through so fast..."
Coach Lu continued with a smile, but Cao Tong and the others were no longer paying attention.
Their eyes were focused on Chen Feng, and a fiery excitent flickered in their gazes.
Clearly, if what Coach Lu said was true, the Fla Tiger School had truly struck gold.
Thinking of this, Cao Tong spoke again, addressing Coach Lu as "Senior Lu," making Coach Lu smile broadly.
He nodded with a grin and quickly walked over to the practice area, bringing Chen Feng with him.
"Chen Feng, congratulations, from today on, you are part of the core class."
"These three are core disciples from previous generations of our school. They’ll be your seniors from now on."
"This one is Cao Tong, currently the coach of the core class. This one is..."
After a round of introductions, Chen Feng looked at the three people in front of him, politely addressing each as instructed by Coach Lu.
He then recalled Coach Lu’s ntion of core disciples and couldn’t help feeling a bit puzzled.
Aren’t core students supposed to be the ones who have proven themselves?
"Core students are only considered preparatory disciples, also called quasi-core."
Cao Tong noticed his confusion and kindly explained, "Only after graduating from the core class and grasping the basics of martial arts can one truly beco a core disciple of the school and serve officially."
With just a few words, Chen Feng understood.
"Chen Feng, I find your Judo techniques quite familiar."
"I wonder, who taught you?"
Cao Tong looked at him curiously, rembering the shoulder throw Chen Feng had used earlier.
Different people have different habits and styles, and naturally, there are so subtle differences.
He also wanted to probe a little and see if Chen Feng had been hiding his Judo skills, trying to deceive Coach Lu.
"You taught ," Chen Feng said calmly.
At these words, Cao Tong froze, and Coach Lu and the others looked at each other strangely.
"I taught you?" Cao Tong asked, thinking he had misheard.
"Yes, online," Chen Feng added, sensing what Cao Tong was thinking.
At once, he could feel Coach Lu and the others’ expressions change, and Cao Tong’s gaze beca much more friendly.
No wonder it felt familiar.
Turns out he’s my little fan?
Cao Tong thought to himself, even more amazed by Chen Feng’s martial arts talent.
He also stopped doubting whether he was lying.
After all, it was easy to verify sothing like this, and there was no need to probe further. He didn’t want to hurt his little fan’s feelings.
"Good! Kid, you’re talented."
Smiling, Cao Tong patted Chen Feng’s shoulder.
"Starting tomorrow at nine in the morning, you’ll be at the Jinhua District martial arts school."
"That’s where the core class is taught. Here, add on WeChat, so you won’t get lost."
Soon, Chen Feng nodded and went to the locker room to get his phone.
After both of them exchanged WeChat info, Cao Tong and the other two quickly left for the quiet room to rest.
"I have a few more Sanda classes to assess later. I need to go accompany them," Coach Lu explained, then glanced around at the students still watching, and led Chen Feng to a corner.
"Chen Feng, your talent is really high, stronger than I thought."
"But, don’t get cocky. Fla Tiger School is full of talent."
His tone was filled with emotion as he spoke, using a rare elder’s tone: "When you get to the core class, you’ll realize that soone at Xu Dongtai’s level is a di a dozen."
"So, always be humble, and if you don’t understand sothing, feel free to ask in private..."
Coach Lu continued with his long lecture, mostly reminding him to stay humble and not to beco arrogant.
Chen Feng understood the good intentions, nodding in acknowledgnt.
Seeing that he was listening, Coach Lu smiled contentedly.
Finally, he patted Chen Feng on the shoulder, his expression a mix of satisfaction and envy, and left for the quiet room.
Tap, tap!
Tap, tap!
Soon, familiar footsteps echoed behind him.
"Congratulations, Chen Feng."
Lin Hao had been standing nearby, and seeing Coach Lu leave, he walked over with a smile.
"Thank you."
Chen Feng nodded, looking at Lin Hao.
He was the only friend he knew in the Sanda class, though they weren’t particularly close, he felt so connection.
"Don’t worry, even though you’re no longer in the Sanda class, I’ll still keep my promise to you."
Lin Hao said with a smile, seemingly trying to ease Chen Feng’s concerns.
Before Chen Feng could reply, Lin Hao quickly glanced at the corner of the practice area, where a pale-faced Zhou Xin stood with his head lowered.
"By the way..."
"That punch you threw earlier... I gotta say..."
"It felt pretty good."
(End of the Chapter)
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