Star Sky Professional
Chapter 576 - 474 Coach

Chapter 576: Chapter 474 Coach

Black Ring City.

Inside the apartment rented by Fang Xing.

Numerous food bags were scattered on the floor, and Fang Xing’s muscles were bulging as he sweated profusely.

"Eat!"

"Training in martial arts starts with eating!"

He pressed one finger on the ground, his entire body suspended in a strange pose, breathing in a peculiar rhythm.

Inhale... Exhale...

"With a strong physique and natural vital energy, if the spirit is strong enough, it can interfere with the flow of vital energy. This is the foundation of martial arts!"

As long as it’s a living being with flesh and blood, there is the flow of vital energy.

Therefore, the applicability of martial arts is very strong!

It might just manifest differently in different worlds.

If it’s an ordinary, no-magic world, it might just mean being able to fight better than the average person, but still being cautious against firearms.

If it’s a mid-magic world, one can fight an army single-handedly and command respect.

If it’s a high-magic world, one can create worlds with a thought and even battle to the extinction of the Dao...

"Now it seems, this world is likely no-magic, or low-magic?"

Fang Xing felt a bit regretful.

"In this kind of world, if a Fourteenth Realm Chaos Daoist comes, it will naturally be without obstacles... because the Dao eternally exists in all time and space, their Dao can reach every world without a hitch..."

Even if this world has no magic, without time-space and other Daos, how could it exist?

Unfortunately... for a Heavenly Immortal Dharma Master, if one cannot perceive the fluctuations of law, it’s of no use.

The Fourteenth Realm can rampage in this world, creating and destroying worlds with a thought, while the Thirteenth Realm might just be ordinary people.

The difference of one realm is a world of difference.

"The path of martial arts lies in the body and spirit..."

Fang Xing exhaled a long breath, ending today’s training.

"After all, I am not a true ordinary person... although the extraordinary can’t manifest externally, after awakening, the innate essence can still stimulate some of the extraordinary..."

For example, his Martial Arts Will!

For example, the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra!

Though both are greatly weakened, they make his digestion and exercise capabilities exceptionally developed. The effect of eating a lot of food and training lightly surpasses that of ordinary people by far.

Now he could be called ’a human at the limit’!

"My punch power is now about 500 kilograms, enough to kill a person..."

Fang Xing clenched his fist.

Of course, martial arts isn’t just about punching power.

By integrating the strength of his whole body, after reaching the limit, his explosive power and agility have fully enhanced.

In addition, with the use of firearms and a complex environment, even if surrounded by a small army, he can entangle for a long time, causing heavy losses for them, and possibly forcing them to retreat actively!

After all, people are not machines; an army may collapse completely if its casualty rate surpasses ten to twenty percent!

Especially when facing unknown and mysterious enemies!

"Fear... is also a type of strength."

"Now, I barely have some self-preserving power, I can go explore the extraordinary in this world..."

Fang Xing donned a pitch-black windbreaker, ready to head out.

As for the Black Ring Private Mechanical College? Naturally, he had asked for leave.

Due to his previous good student image, Monet quickly approved it, even showing some concern, asking if he needed any help.

...

"Storm Fighting Club?"

Fang Xing looked up at the signboard, then walked in.

This fighting club had a two-layer structure, with a female receptionist with long black straight hair at the front desk.

Seeing Fang Xing come in, a professional smile appeared on her face immediately: "Hello, would you like to join our fighting club? We have promotions for cardholders now... Preload 100 Black Soks, and we will give an additional 20 Black Soks for free, which can be used to purchase nutritional meals, use the shower room, or hire a private coach..."

She spoke very smoothly, repeating this script countless times.

"Load a card? I never load cards. What if the boss runs away?"

Fang Xing looked cold.

Such card-loading consumption is like those financial speculations, thinking you have gained benefits, but others are looking at your principal...

Besides, he wasn’t here to apprentice.

The receptionist’s smile froze.

Such remarks didn’t seem to come from someone here to learn.

"Please call out your best fighter, I’m here to challenge!"

Fang Xing smiled, revealing his white teeth.

Exploring the extraordinary in this world, apart from inquiring in the black market, naturally involved knocking on doors one by one.

If there are extraordinary martial artists, he was bound to encounter them.

...

Ten minutes later.

Storm Fighting Club, around the boxing ring.

"This kid... here to challenge?"

A burly white man crossed his arms and sneered.

He was Jarvis, a coach here, wearing a semi-transparent tank top, and his two legs were as thick as his arms, pushing the shirt to its limit.

In a no-magic world, the larger the weight, the more strength, the advantage it holds!

The heavyweight champion and the lightweight champion are two completely different concepts.

Jarvis looked at Fang Xing’s physique and immediately sentenced him to death in his heart.

When typical techniques don’t provide overwhelming differences, the basic bodily data becomes the biggest disparity.

Bam!

At this moment, Fang Xing raised his leg high, kicking a young man in white training clothes out of the ring.

"Is your club’s coach only at this level? I’m deeply disappointed..."

He shook his head, looking very regretful.

"Too arrogant."

A coach jumped into the ring: "Let me, Reck, handle you."

He struck a pose, and immediately an inexplicable momentum gathered.

"It’s Coach Reck’s Karatedo!"

Jarvis nodded. Reck was also a coach here, and even stronger than him.

Not only did the man have a bodily advantage, but he also had technical support!

Bang Bang!

Reck clenched his fists and suddenly threw a punch.

His punch, delivered at close range, was fierce and when the joints cracked, it carried a special technique.

Fang Xing casually parried, and Reck’s punch fell short.

But then, he felt a strange, slippery force on Reck’s wrist.

This was not some extraordinary ability, but a technique honed to the utmost!

"Flowing Water Wrist!"

Reck’s wrist slid, and when his joints cracked, it felt like his fingers extended a few inches, stabbing towards Fang Xing’s ribs.

This was a technique similar to Tongbei Fist!

Fang Xing retracted his finger, flicking lightly.

Snap!

It was like hitting a snake’s vital point, and Reck’s fingers immediately retracted, pain showing on his face.

"What’s this technique? I lost..."

His face turned ashen as he stepped down from the ring.

"Jarvis, it’s your turn next."

Several students and coaches nearby quickly turned their gaze to Jarvis.

The burly man broke out in a cold sweat: "I... I have a stomachache and need to go to the toilet..."

While speaking, he quickly held his stomach and fled the scene...

...

Steel Fighting Club.

Bam!

Fang Xing threw a casual punch, knocking out a man as strong as a black gorilla, and looked around: "Who’s next?"

One by one, the burly fighting enthusiasts backed off, revealing a ground full of groaning bodies.

At the Flying Bird Martial Hall, the Mysterious Heart Fighting Club...

In just a few days, Fang Xing challenged all the fighting clubs in Black Ring City, defeating everyone.

Legends about him gradually started to spread in the fighting community.

"It’s been so long... and no extraordinary martial artist has come to find me?"

"Didn’t they say the martial halls are united and that the older ones will come if the younger ones are defeated?"

Fang Xing was walking in an alley, holding a hot dog and feeling very speechless.

Just then, several shadows appeared in front of him.

"That’s him!"

"The one who’s been challenging clubs."

A young man with bruises on his face pointed at Fang Xing, looking excited.

Behind him were several burly men in black uniforms.

"Hmm? Here again? Too bad, you’re not the opponent I’m looking for."

Fang Xing sighed.

After all these challenges, he had harmed the entire fighting community’s interests in Black Ring City, leading to some influential figures’ ’persuasion’.

However, their words seemed insufficient and were instead persuaded by him.

At the human limit, he had sharp hearing and vision, making it impossible to be ambushed by a large number of people.

As for a few experts?

Fang Xing wasn’t afraid and hoped to draw out real extraordinary martial artists, to glimpse the path of the extraordinary in this world.

Unfortunately, he hadn’t encountered any extraordinary martial artists, and even true experts were rare.

After all, no matter how well one fights, it’s nothing compared to a revolver.

Even Fang Xing remained vigilant against being shot in the back.

But this time, it didn’t seem like an ambush, more like a rich young master with bodyguards seeking revenge.

A few uniformed burly men surrounded him, the young man stepped forward with a reddened face, clenching his fist...

Suddenly!

He bent over at a ninety-degree angle and shouted: "Coach, I want to learn fighting! Please teach me!"

Fang Xing: "..."

...

Moments later.

Inside a street cafe.

Fang Xing slowly sipped a cup of hot cocoa: "So, your name is Shi Lei? You’re the heir of the Shi family businesses?"

Shi family businesses held significant power in Black Ring City, mainly dealing in the grain industry.

The more fundamental the business like energy and grain, the more terrifying the background and power needed to operate them.

Fang Xing naturally didn’t mind leveraging the counterpart’s power to help him with certain things.

"Yes, but I have a few older brothers... I like fighting. When I saw your punch, Coach, it was so cool!"

Shi Lei’s facial features were distinct, his expression sincere, like a little fanboy.

"I can teach you... but my private lessons are rather expensive."

Fang Xing finished his hot cocoa: "Also... I’m very interested in ancient mysticism. If you can find clues or people in this aspect, I’ll give you a gift that will surprise you."

Saying this, he placed a Black Soks bill under the coffee cup and walked out of the cafe.

...

"Young Master!"

After Fang Xing left, a bodyguard approached and bowed respectfully.

"I want to know everything about him. Of course, no tracking, no blatant investigation..."

Shi Lei lowered his voice. He truly liked fighting, but that didn’t mean he would easily trust a stranger.

"Cautious investigation without angering the gentleman... Understood."

The bodyguard bowed. In such wealthy families, there were standard procedures for these matters, following which could avoid major mistakes.

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