Pushing forward and being invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

Chapter 18 Sparring
"Xiang Jianjun?"

Seeing the security personnel entering the gold shop from afar, Chen Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

One of them looked familiar from the side. He was the middle-aged man who was in charge of handling the supermarket robbery last night.

I don't know if those two hooligans have made any move.
The thought flashed through his mind, and Chen Feng stood there for a while, feeling a little regretful that he had not added contact information last night to facilitate follow-up information.

"Let's go, the Security Bureau is here, there's no more fun to watch."

Lin Hao said this and shook his head, as if it was a pity.

Chen Feng didn't linger any longer after hearing that. The Sanda class was about to start and he didn't want to be late.

blah blah blah!

Then, footsteps echoed.

The two quickly went to the martial arts gym's locker room to change their clothes and walked into the practice field.

"The gold shop was robbed. This is ridiculous."

"The backpacks of those three gangsters were full of gold. How much money would that be?"

"You have to have a life to spend your money. I just saw someone get shot."

The robbery of the gold shop caused a lot of noise, and many students were still discussing the matter.

Including Xu Dongtai, he was also standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, frowning and looking unhappy.

"interesting."

Lin Hao paused and suddenly laughed in a low voice.

Chen Feng was puzzled, but soon saw the other party gloating and said, "I heard someone mention that Xu Dongtai's family has some connections."

"The gold shop downstairs, his family used some tricks some time ago, and only managed to get a small share."

After hearing this, Chen Feng was surprised at first, but then relieved.

No wonder Xu Dongtai's face was so gloomy. Zhou Xin, the follower beside him, was also unexpectedly quiet, not daring to breathe.

The gold shop's loss this time is obviously not small. A simple calculation would show that it is at least several million.

but
Looking at Lin Hao's casual expression, Chen Feng was surprised again.

How come this guy is so well-informed?

Whether it was the incident with the core students last time, or being able to find out about Xu Dongtai's family background, it was enough to prove that the other party was not simple.

"Why are you looking at me?" Lin Hao asked curiously when he noticed Chen Feng's gaze.

"You have a lot of information channels?" Chen Feng asked tentatively.

"Oh, that's it?"

"It's just a trivial matter. Anyone will know the answer if they just ask around." Lin Hao said with a smile.

Chen Feng saw that he didn't want to say more, raised his eyebrows, but didn't ask any more questions.

Then, the two walked to the corner of the practice field and started practicing boxing.

During this time, Coach Lu came over, just in time for the Sanda class to start.

As usual, he glanced at Xu Dongtai first, and seeing his punches were so violent that the sandbags vibrated with muffled sounds, he shook his head.

“If the mind is not calm, the fist will not be level.”

The thought flashed through his mind, and he roughly understood the reason, but didn't say much.

Soon, they looked at Zheng Qiang and Yu Shan one after another.

"Just barely amateur level 3. Still a long way off."

"My comprehension is not good either. I guess I have hit a bottleneck."

Shaking his head slightly, he finally looked at Chen Feng in the corner.

Punch, chop, and whip.
The whistling sound was endless and the movement during practice was not too loud, but it carried a kind of calm confidence.

"This boy"

"Why do I feel like my Sanda has improved?"

"And his physique has become stronger. Could it be that he has finally come to his senses?"

Coach Lu raised his eyebrows and became more certain of his guess.

There was a gleam in his eyes, and without going forward to ask, he quickly clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention.

"Today's class is mainly about practical sparring."

"Now let's start assigning opponents."

The words echoed, full of energy, and no one refuted them.

Sanda is a fighting skill. No matter how much you practice, it will not be faster than actual combat.

Therefore, on weekdays, Coach Lu would arrange a practical sparring session every few days to check everyone's progress.

"Xu Dongtai and Yu Shan."

"Zhang Ping and Fang Yuan."

Soon, Coach Lu pointed out the names of the two people who were in conflict with each other. Some people's eyes lit up, while others shook their heads and sighed. "Damn it, I'm the one who gets beaten again."

A tall young man cursed inwardly and turned his eyes away from Xu Dongtai.

He thought the coach would arrange Zheng Qiang, after all, the opponent is more resilient and the gap between him and Xu Dongtai is smaller.

Thinking of this, he wanted to greet Zheng Qiang.

"Zheng"

"Zheng Qiang, Chen Feng!"

Suddenly, Coach Lu spoke again, interrupting him.

The atmosphere on the training ground became quiet. The tall young man was stunned, and Xu Dongtai in the distance narrowed his eyes.

"what's the situation?"

"Zheng Qiang and Chen Feng are sparring?"

The crowd couldn't believe it. Many of them looked surprised and quickly looked towards Chen Feng in the corner.

"Shouldn't it be me?" Lin Hao looked at his companion next to him with surprise.

Wasn't it him who had always been practicing with Chen Feng in the past?
Noobs versus noobs, right?
Suddenly, the crowd was confused, and after a few seconds of silence, there was chaos.

Until the end, a somewhat dissatisfied voice was heard in a low voice.

"Coach Lu, did you make a mistake?"

Everyone turned to look.

Zheng Qiang stood in the first row on the left, with short hair, a black vest, a strong physique and a bronze complexion.

Unlike the calmness of the past, the other party's expression at this moment was obviously not very good.

Although he is a little worse than Xu Dongtai, he is still an amateur third-dan master.

Compared with him, Chen Feng?
Turning his head, Zheng Qiang glanced at the person in the corner.

Although I don't pay much attention to him, but judging from his talent, he is at most just an beginner in Sanda.

Practice with him yourself?

Not only is winning dishonorable, but one must also exercise restraint at all times and hold back one's strength to avoid killing anyone.

What kind of sparring is this?

"Yes, it's you and Chen Feng."

Speaking calmly, Coach Lu glanced at him.

He knew that these guys were arrogant and usually didn't pay much attention to Chen Feng.

It is normal that you cannot tell that the other party is proficient in Sanda.

It just so happens that a sparring session would be a good way to test their tempers and also to see Chen Feng's current foundation.

"coach!"

Zheng Qiang shouted in dissatisfaction, trying to fight for it again.

He would rather fight with Xu Dongtai and get beaten. At least he can fight with all his strength and test himself, which is far better than bullying a weak opponent.

"Just do it if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Coach Lu scolded, his face serious, and there seemed to be a burst of momentum from his body.

Suddenly, the crowd's eyes shrank and no one dared to speak anymore.

Similarly, Zheng Qiang also shut up in defeat, not daring to refute anymore.

"Okay, I'll do it!"

He walked to the side and occupied an open space for sparring.

He looked unhappy and had no place to vent his anger. He quickly raised his right arm, spread out his palm, bent four fingers, and waved to Chen Feng in the distance.

"Come on, let's try it."

"I've agreed that I won't give in to you. If you get hurt, you have to pay for the hospital. It has nothing to do with me!"

Chen Feng spoke in a provocative tone, but he didn't say a word the entire time, and didn't even respond to Lin Hao.

He just walked forward slowly and silently, stopped and stood still under the gazes.

"it is good."

With a calm tone, Chen Feng seemed to be responding to the other party's provocation.

With his perception talent, he could sense a hint of malice in Zheng Qiang.

Most of them are simply unhappy, and their eyes are filled with contempt and arrogance.

But it's okay.

Just beat you into submission.

(End of this chapter)