Full-Time Martial Saint

The boxing class starts at 4 p.m.

After resting briefly in the lounge, Chen Cong and Zhao Cheng headed together to the boxing classroom.

Arriving at the boxing classroom, looking at everything familiar around him, Chen couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

He had been eavesdropping and observing outside for a month, and this was his first time coming here as a martial arts student.

"Brother Cong, what's your relationship with Teacher Zhang?"

The two found a place to stand at random, and Zhao Cheng couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering him.

Chen Cong shrugged: "Just like you, it's a teacher-student relationship."

"Then you..." Zhao Cheng was about to ask more questions when he suddenly noticed that the noisy discussions around him had stopped abruptly. The students who had been in groups of three or five had all hurriedly run back to their seats and stood obediently. He immediately shut his mouth as well.

Through the open door on the other side of the classroom, Zhang Kui, dressed in a specially made black training uniform, led two teaching assistants slowly in.

Looking around, Zhang Kui noticed Chen Cong in the crowd, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

Meeting his gaze, Chen Cong bowed slightly in greeting.

"Ahem! Let's begin class."

Zhang Kui stood still and said in a deep voice, "Today is Thursday, and the martial arts skills assessment test will begin next Monday."

"Let's adjust the content of this lesson: 45 minutes of intensive lecture, and the remaining 45 minutes of one-on-one competition."

"Let's begin."

At Zhang Kui's command, everyone in the classroom immediately dispersed and began practicing their boxing techniques as usual.

On the field, Chen Cong followed the rehearsal for a long time, and couldn't help but frown several times.

He had assumed that this boxing lesson would be the same as usual, with Zhang Kui explaining and demonstrating the key points of the movements, and his cheat code would automatically track the progress.

But half an hour passed, and the Golden Finger still didn't react at all.

After careful consideration, Chen vaguely understood.

He has already reached the minor mastery level in Bajiquan, while the other students in Class 2 of Senior Three are still hovering around the threshold of minor mastery in their understanding of Bajiquan. Zhang Kui's explanations and demonstrations are all at the minor mastery level of Bajiquan, which has almost no effect on his improvement.

Having figured this out, Chen Cong couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

It seems that if I want to further improve my martial arts skills, I can only ask Zhang Kui for private lessons after class.

The 45-minute boxing demonstration quickly came to an end, and after everyone finished their stances, they waited quietly for Zhang Kui to assign groups.

"Let's start with grouping."

"Jiang Xingwang, Lu Zi'ang."

"Liu Lili, Sun Xiaoshuai."

……

"Chen Cong." When Chen Cong's name was called, Zhang Kui paused, glanced around at the others, and finally looked at a petite girl: "Lin Xiao."

As soon as he finished speaking, the petite girl named Lin Xiao's expression changed instantly.

Meanwhile, the others couldn't help but whisper among themselves when they saw Zhang Kui assign Chen Congfen to Lin Xiao as his opponent.

"What was Teacher Zhang thinking? Lin Xiao has the highest score in martial arts skills in our class. Isn't this too biased?"

"Could it be that Chen Congzhen transferred to the martial arts academy through Teacher Zhang's connections?"

"Teacher Zhang doesn't usually seem like..."

"Teacher Zhang, I'd like to request a different opponent!"

The discussion in the room was instantly interrupted by a female voice; the one who spoke was none other than the girl named Lin Xiao.

Upon hearing this, everyone quietly looked at Zhang Kui.

Zhang Kui remained calm, first glancing at Chen Cong in the crowd, then at Lin Xiao who had raised her hand, and said, "Sure, you can choose for yourself."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I choose Ning Yuhang."

Her martial arts skills score was 408, making her the undisputed number one in Class 2 of Senior Three. In her opinion, only by sparring with Ning Yuhang, who was ranked second, could she improve her martial arts skills.

Zhang Kui sighed softly, then shook his head with a sneer.

"Okay, you'll be paired with Ning Yuhang."

He originally wanted to help this student who had some talent and have Chen Cong give her some pointers, but he didn't expect her to be so ungrateful.

"Chen Cong, you should choose an opponent too," Zhang Kui said to Chen Cong.

Lin Xiao's reaction made him realize that perhaps no one in Class 2 of Senior Three knew that Chen Cong's Bajiquan had already reached the minor mastery level.

In this situation, no matter who is assigned as his opponent, the other party will probably be unhappy.

"Teacher Zhang, I choose Zhao Cheng," Chen Cong said slowly.

To be honest, even if Lin Xiao hadn't stood up to object, he would have still asked for a replacement.

After all, he had said before class that he would be Zhao Cheng's sparring partner.

Zhang Kui nodded: "Okay, then you'll be in a group with Zhao Cheng."

The class of 98 students quickly divided into groups, and after maintaining distance from each other, they began to spar with each other.

Zhao Cheng, looking at Chen Cong who was still standing relaxed opposite him, was unsure of what to do.

"Brother Cong, my boxing skills are not good, and I can't control my strength well. Why don't we just pretend to fight for a bit and take a break?"

With an overall physical fitness level of 4.8, Zhao Cheng's punch can generate a terrifying 500 kilograms of explosive power. Even without using his full strength, a single punch can still deliver two to three hundred kilograms of force.

His Bajiquan skills hadn't even reached the threshold of minor mastery, and he couldn't control them freely. He was afraid that if they actually fought, he might accidentally injure or cripple Chen Cong.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help you," Chen Cong said with a smile. "If I were to just do something half-hearted, I would be harming you."

"Go ahead and do it; you'll understand in a moment."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Cheng looked somewhat suspicious, but still hesitated to make a move.

Seeing this, Chen Cong didn't waste any more words, and suddenly darted out to attack.

Seeing his light, airy fist coming at him, Zhao Cheng instinctively tried to block it.

However, Chen Cong was extremely fast. His fist bypassed his defense at a tricky angle, and the power suddenly burst out, directly knocking him back several steps!

Zhao Cheng rubbed his aching chest and looked at Chen Cong across from him in disbelief.

"This is 'Fists like meteors, eyes like lightning,' don't be careless, pay attention to my movements."

Chen took a step forward, leaned forward, bent his knees and leaned forward, directly using the "peng" force of the "Grasp the Sparrow's Tail" technique. The burst of power forced Zhao Cheng, who was trying to resist, to be pushed back.

Before he could even regain his footing, Chen Cong had already used the "Lu" force and "entangled" Zhao Cheng with the essence of Bajiquan's minor mastery level, followed by a series of fierce attacks.

However, he never used his full strength in any of his attacks.

Otherwise, even if his current physical fitness level is only 2.9, he might still be able to injure Zhao Cheng.

This ability to freely control and release power is precisely the fundamental process one needs to understand between the initial and advanced stages of Bajiquan mastery.

Zhao Cheng, driven to desperation, hastily broke free of the entanglement with brute force, created distance, and launched a counterattack.

However, his skill in boxing was clearly not on the same level as Chen's.

"The power of a punch should be gentle; only with gentle power can more techniques be incorporated!"

"You need to use technique to mobilize the power of other parts of your body; relying solely on the force of a punch is a waste of all your muscles!"

"The power is too scattered, unleashing it all at one point. Let's try again!"

Facing Zhao Cheng, who was like a mad bull, Chen Cong acted with ease and composure.

While dodging and retaliating, he could also point out Zhao Cheng's various shortcomings.

The strange movements of the two quickly attracted the attention of other students around them.

Inside the classroom, many people had stopped what they were doing and were looking at the two of them with strange expressions. Even Zhang Kui and the two teaching assistants were drawn to them.

"He... seems to be toying with that stupid ox, Zhao Cheng."

"I feel like he looks a lot like Teacher Zhang who used to mentor us..."

"Did you notice? His moves look so casual, and the coordination between his fists and body is so natural!"

"Yes, yes, yes, their movements are even smoother than Lin Xiao and Ning Yuhang, who have only just reached the beginner level!"

"Do you think he might have already reached the minor mastery level of Bajiquan?"

More and more people stopped fighting and began to watch the fight between Chen Cong and Zhao Cheng.

"Chen Cong's Bajiquan has indeed reached the minor level of mastery."

Zhang Kui appeared behind the group at some point and spoke slowly.

Hearing his words, everyone present was stunned. Not far away, Lin Xiao, who had just finished her sparring match and rushed over, was even more stunned when she heard this.

Beside her, Ning Yuhang, who had just suffered a defeat, saw her like this and said with a faint smile, "You have failed Teacher Zhang's good intentions."

Lin Xiao stood quietly, watching Chen Cong in the crowd not far away patiently instructing Zhao Cheng on various techniques and key points, and secretly clenched her fist.

Bang!

Once again forced back by Chen Cong's explosive force, Zhao Cheng, panting heavily, hunched over and waved his hands, saying, "Brother Cong, please spare me."

Seeing this, Chen Cong slowly withdrew his hand, stepped forward and said, "Your foundation is too weak. You only think about relying on brute force. That won't work."

"After school, let's find a place and I'll practice together for a while longer."

Zhao Cheng straightened up and was about to nod when a figure pushed through the crowd and came to the two of them.

"Chen Cong, I'd like to have a match with you."