Full-Time Martial Saint

Chen had no time to care about the reactions of the audience. He was thinking about how to defeat his opponent as quickly as possible without hurting anyone, and how to get more points for his class.

The single-sheep elbow strike he delivered to Lu Yan earlier was actually unnecessary. His overall physical condition was too poor, and he had to conserve every bit of his strength. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to last long in this kind of attrition warfare.

On Class 10's side, after briefly confirming that Lu Yan was alright, the second person in Group B immediately stepped forward.

After briefly stating his name, the man launched a sudden attack, not wanting to give Chen any chance to recover.

After only a brief exchange, he understood why Lu Yan had been defeated so quickly and thoroughly.

Facing Chen Cong, for some reason, he felt as if he were facing his own martial arts teacher. It seemed that every move he made was full of flaws in the other's eyes, and he was instantly countered as soon as the other saw through him.

However, the second person from Class 10, whether having learned from Lu Yan's experience or simply being smarter than Lu Yan, did not immediately engage in close combat. Instead, he attempted to use his long legs and strength to wear down Chen Cong's stamina, creating opportunities for the people behind him.

Chen Congran saw through his little scheme at a glance and naturally couldn't grant his wish.

With a parry, he blocked the opponent's downward kick, then suddenly lowered his body and quickly stood up, throwing a straight punch at the man's face.

Upon seeing this, the other party was overjoyed!

The straight punch is one of the most basic moves in martial arts, but it is also the move with the most weaknesses.

This move will shift your body's center of gravity forward. As long as you dodge without blocking, your body will be momentarily stiff when the opponent uses their move.

The Twelve-Road Spring Kick is a fast-attack martial art that excels at exploiting subtle weaknesses.

In a flash, he had already figured out how to make his move and defeat Chen Cong in one fell swoop.

Unfortunately, what he could think of, how could Chen Cong, who had only achieved a minor level in boxing, not think of?

With a straight punch thrown out, and seeing that his opponent was about to dodge, Chen Cong took a step forward, instantly putting his body in line with his opponent's. He channeled all his power, coordinated his shoulders and waist, and pulled back his fist and pushed his shoulder – a mountain-hugging strike!

Bang!

His move was too fast, and his control over power and body was completely beyond the understanding of his opponent.

Caught off guard, the force unleashed by Tieshankao sent the man flying.

Compared to Lu Yan before, his defeat was slightly more comfortable.

Chen Cong's "Mountain-Sticking" strike did not concentrate the force on one point; it simply sent him flying beyond the yellow line of the ring.

"You won again!?"

"This person's moves are so smooth!"

"Not bound by rigid forms, able to counter any move, his understanding of Bajiquan... could it be at a minor level!?"

Seeing Chen Cong easily defeat his opponent again, still looking calm and collected, the martial arts students on the periphery were all somewhat astonished.

"This method of countering the Twelve-Style Spring Kick... can I dodge it?"

Among the crowd, Luo Yunfeng witnessed Chen Cong defeat his opponent and couldn't help but mutter to himself in a daze.

"Minor mastery of boxing techniques... Chen Cong has definitely reached the minor mastery level of boxing techniques."

Having already mastered the Twelve-Road Spring Kick to near-mastery, Luo Yunfeng understood that his roommate's fist technique must have reached near-mastery when he saw Chen Cong easily break through the leg technique of the person from Class 10.

In a corner of the podium, Liu Bingran was also watching Chen Cong on the ring. Witnessing his performance, Liu Bingran had mixed feelings.

As a martial artist, she had no prejudice against Chen Cong. In fact, when she learned that Chen Cong had made some progress in martial arts, she couldn't help but feel a little admiration. But as the dean of academic affairs at the martial arts academy, she didn't know what to say.

Knowing Chen Cong's background, she still doesn't believe that he can raise his overall physical fitness to the admission threshold of the martial arts university in the next eight months.

but……

Liu Bingran glanced sideways at Li Xiuwen and Jiang Rong on the podium.

In the morning, both Qingshan Martial Academy and Martial Extreme Hall were paying attention to Chen Cong's matter, and she already knew about it.

As the academic director of the martial arts academy at Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, Liu Bingran understood both forces. If both were interested in Chen Cong, even if Chen Cong failed to get into a martial arts university in the future, he should still be able to sign a third-class contract with one of them.

If one can receive training from either of the two institutions, becoming a martial artist in the future should not be a problem.

The fight continued, and things seemed to be developing better than Chen had anticipated.

Two members of Group B in Class 10 were easily defeated in succession. Coupled with the discussions among the onlookers, the remaining eight members of Group B were almost certain that they were facing a freak who had achieved a minor level of mastery in boxing.

The phrase "minor martial arts skill" put a lot of pressure on them, so much so that the third person from Group B only reluctantly took the stage a few minutes after the second person had already been defeated, completely ignoring the taboo of not giving the opponent time to recover in a series of matches.

Upon seeing this, Chen Cong couldn't help but shake his head inwardly.

The third opponent was indeed quite strong for Class 10 of the senior year, but his mentality was clearly lacking.

After easily defeating him, Chen went on to defeat two more players in a row, until he finally conceded defeat before the sixth player came on.

He conceded defeat for two reasons: firstly, his physical strength had indeed reached its limit; secondly, the morale of the remaining opponents was clearly low, and they were no match for Huang Changhu and his men, who were riding high on morale. There was no need for him to keep going.

Furthermore, he also wanted to give Huang Changhu a chance to make an appearance and let him test his boxing skills in actual combat.

After stepping down from the arena, Chen Cong glanced at Group A not far away and noticed that the competition in Group A was coming to an end.

Currently, only Ning Yuhang from Class 2 of Senior Three is still struggling to hold on, while two students from Class 10 have yet to play.

In this situation, the worst outcome would be that Class 2 of Senior Three loses by 3 points in Group A, while Group B only needs to get 4 points.

With the outcome largely decided, Chen Cong didn't pay much attention to the fight in the arena and simply sat cross-legged to recover his strength.

After this competition, the five classes in the winners' group will have to fight a tough battle against the top class.

Chen Cong also wanted to see how he, in his prime, could compare to Xu Baiwei and the others from the top class, using all his resources.

The competition between Groups A and B ended quickly, and as expected, Class 2 of Senior Three defeated Class 10 by a huge margin of six points, successfully securing the fifth spot in the winners' bracket.

At 2:30 p.m., with plenty of time to spare, Liu Bingran generously gave them two hours to recover.

At this very moment, on the south side of the martial arts arena, the students of Class 1 of Senior Three had just finished watching the match between Class 2 and Class 10, and they were all whispering among themselves.

"I never expected that kid from the cultural studies academy would transfer to the martial arts academy!"

"Last week, Teacher Zhang asked him to demonstrate his boxing skills in front of us. His skills probably haven't reached a high level yet, it's only been a few days..."

"Tsk tsk, his boxing skills are starting to improve. I'll give him a go when the match begins!"

"Forget it, don't go up there and embarrass our elite class. That kid's mine!"

As the group of students in the honors class chatted, they excitedly began to scramble for it, seemingly all wanting to test just how powerful the "Minor Mastery of Boxing Techniques" really was.

Among the crowd, a tall, well-proportioned, and arrogant young man, nearly 180 centimeters tall, stared at Chen Cong for a while, then turned and took two steps to stand beside Xu Baiwei, who was also staring in that direction.

"Are you going to make a move later?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Baiwei frowned slightly and was about to speak when the young man suddenly laughed and said, "Forget it, I don't want to give you such a good opponent."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and glanced at the crowd arguing. He said in a deep voice, "Stop arguing. He is my chosen opponent. You can choose someone else."

The argument behind him abruptly ceased, and then someone laughed, "Zhou Hao, why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? That guy can't withstand your punches."

"Yeah, so why don't you just let us have him?"

Zhou Hao scoffed, "Give it to you? Let him beat you down and humiliate our Class 1?"

The crowd stiffened slightly and exchanged bewildered glances.

"Alright, it's settled then, he's mine, stop arguing." Zhou Hao waved his hand, too lazy to say anything more to them.

Xu Baiwei remained silent for a moment, then looked at Zhou Hao and said slowly, "His overall physical condition is too poor. Be careful not to hurt him."

"Oh?" A playful smile appeared on Zhou Hao's face: "In a martial arts duel, you naturally have to go all out. It wouldn't be fun if you held back."

As he spoke, he slowly looked at Chen Cong in the distance and continued, "Don't worry, if you hurt him, my Zhou family will pay for his medical treatment."

That madman!

Hearing Zhou Hao's words, Xu Baiwei cursed inwardly while deciding to remind Chen Cong later that if anything went wrong with this guy, he should admit defeat as soon as possible.

With so many teachers and school leaders in front of her, she didn't believe Zhou Hao would dare to do anything outrageous.