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

Chapter 52 Cao Tong's Surprise

"You're here quite early."

In the martial arts gym's locker room, Lin Hao arrived earlier than Chen Feng. He changed into a white training suit and greeted everyone with a smile.

"It's not too late for you."

Chen Feng nodded in response, quickly took out a black short-sleeved shirt from the bag, and then took off his clothes.

"Oh my god, why do you feel stronger again?"

Lin Hao was somewhat surprised and envious.

He practiced for so long, but his progress was extremely slow.

In contrast, Chen Feng seemed to have taken supplements and became stronger and stronger.

"Just practice more."

Chen Feng shrugged, and Lin Hao felt a little annoyed when he heard this.

While the two were talking, many people came in and out of the locker room.

Including Wu Tian and Pei Yue, they also entered together and looked at Chen Feng.

A hint of malice, mostly indifference.

Neither side spoke until they walked out of the locker room and Lin Hao glanced inside.

He quickened his pace, closing the distance between him and Chen Feng, and whispered, "I checked it yesterday."

"No wonder Wu Tian is a bit arrogant in the martial arts hall. Guess what?"

"how?"

"Her aunt is a true disciple of the martial arts school."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Feng paused.

"True disciple?"

This was the first time he had heard the word.

"Let me tell you this."

Lin Hao saw his confusion and quickly said, "Isn't Coach Cao amazing? He's not even a true disciple yet, but when he saw Wu Tian's aunt, he had to call her Senior Sister."

Hearing this, Chen Feng roughly understood what he meant.

No wonder Wu Tian looks a bit like a fool.

It turns out that he is too well protected. No one in the martial arts hall dares to mess with him, and he thinks everything is natural.

Shaking his head, he didn't take it too seriously.

In comparison, it was the tracking by Tianheng Society that concerned him more.

"Let's not talk about this matter anymore. How are you investigating the Tianheng Society?"

"We agreed on three days, don't rush."

"Some news still takes time."

Lin Hao said with a smile, then raised two fingers and asked him to wait for two more days.

Seeing this, Chen Feng had no choice but to nod and said nothing more.

After a while, the two of them walked into the practice room together.

At exactly nine o'clock, the day's standing and boxing practice began.

"How's the investigation going?"

At the same time, in Nanjiang City, in an office on the top floor of a high-rise building.

Behind the red lacquered wooden table sat a middle-aged man, holding a cigar in his hand, leaning back slightly against a black leather chair.

"Boss, my subordinates have checked it out."

"That brother of Chen Yun doesn't have many connections, but he seems to have some talent for martial arts. He is currently training in the core class of Yanwu Hall."

"We were worried about being noticed by the Yanwu Hall, so the brothers retreated."

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man leaning back in the black leather chair raised his eyebrows.

"Core class? When did it happen?"

"Just two days ago, he passed the assessment of Yanwu Hall and became a core student."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's brows relaxed and he took a puff of his cigar.

"Have you found anything else?"

"No, this person is quite a loner and rarely interacts with other people."

"Ah."

The middle-aged man nodded and his expression returned to normal.

"That's it, since this kid has entered the core class, I think he must have been noticed by Yanwu Hall."

"There's no need to see bloodshed. We should keep the research institute's affairs low-key and use reasonable rules to resolve them. Just don't let anything get away."

The man who reported nodded heavily, but he still stood there and did not leave. "Anything else?" the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and asked.

"At the gold shop, A Biao lost two of his brothers, and he's a little upset."

He didn't finish his words, but the middle-aged man called the president understood what he meant.

He took a puff of his cigar, his face unclear in the smoke.

"Let him in."

"The core class has rules: practice once a day and fight once every three days."

"Boxing is practiced for fighting. This way I can test your bottom line and also get rid of the bad temper in your chest."

Yanwu Hall, inside the practice room.

As Cao Tong finished speaking, many students were shocked, with different expressions.

Most of them are excited, rubbing their hands, and are ready to have a good fight.

Similarly, Chen Feng also clearly sensed a hint of malicious gaze from afar.

Wu Tian, ​​dressed in a white martial arts uniform, pretended to look down, with the corners of his mouth raised and his eyes full of provocation and mockery.

It seems to be saying that no matter how hard you try to dodge, you can’t escape defeat.

"What an idiot."

Chen Feng shook his head secretly and ignored it.

Now that his perception has been upgraded and transformed, he can naturally detect the strength of the other party's breath.

The level of amateur ninth dan is slightly higher, but still a long way from the professional level.

Perhaps in the eyes of other students in the core three classes, he is extremely strong.

But for him
I really have no interest in discussing it.

Thinking of this, he quickly suppressed his distracting thoughts and continued to look at Cao Tong.

He was not disappointed. After talking about some future arrangements, Cao Tong quickly continued, "Also, let me tell you one more thing."

"In order to allow you to practice the Flame Tiger Posture better, from today onwards, anyone who is new to the Flame Tiger Posture can receive a bowl of Qi and Blood Decoction at noon."

"This is for you to polish your body and strengthen your blood and physique. If you want to drink it, hurry up and get started early."

After some explanation, Chen Feng's eyes moved, and he couldn't help but feel curious about what the so-called Qi and Blood Decoction was.

Is it a secret medicine?
After thinking about it, he didn't pursue the matter any further since he would know by noon anyway.

Not long after, Cao Tong instructed everyone to stand and practice boxing, and began to give instructions and teaching.

He also took advantage of this precious time to sit on his horse with his back lowered, and set up the Flame Tiger Posture.

The Flame Tiger Posture is also known as the Flame Tiger Fist.

Eleven movements, combining movement and stillness, can be practiced or performed.

Suddenly, with the power of will, he entered a calm state.

Chen Feng quickly visualized the image of the flying red tiger in his mind.

The center of gravity of the body dropped, the five fingers turned into claws, and the soles of the feet pressed firmly on the floor.

His whole body moved, and the next second, he was seen using the first move of the standing meditation, Crouching Tiger.

In an instant.

With this action, waves of tearing sensations appeared rapidly.

Chen Feng could clearly feel that the muscles in his legs were being strengthened as a result.

After standing still like this for a moment, he changed his movements and quickly stretched out his arms forward, crossing his tiger claws.

In a trance, Lin Hao, who was standing next to him, saw this scene and felt as if there was a human-shaped tiger in front of him.

He didn't understand what was going on and could only secretly envy Chen Feng's improvement in his standing practice.

"Ok?"

However, it is different from Lin Hao's short-sightedness.

Cao Tong was experienced and noticed the subtle changes in the momentum on the field almost when Chen Feng was standing and practicing boxing and was completely immersed in it.

Raising his eyebrows in surprise, he initially thought it was Wu Tian's fault.

But soon, he looked around and found something wrong.

A bold guess came to his mind, and he quickly turned his head to look at the left corner of the practice room.

The sun shines in from the French windows. A sturdy young man in black short-sleeved shirt stands in place, his five fingers turning into claws and crossing each other.

It was an ordinary scene, but in his eyes, it was like a tiger leaping out and running through the mountains and forests.

Suddenly, the sight froze.

Cao Tong, who was about to give some advice to others, suddenly froze in place.

"Tiger form?"

(End of this chapter)