Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams
Chapter 105 - 90: This Level of Strength, You Also Qualify?_3

Chapter 105: Chapter 90: This Level of Strength, You Also Qualify?_3

Until the very end, in the silent atmosphere,

Chen Feng indifferently looked toward the distant room, where the middle-aged coach was awkwardly clutching his right arm.

"Framing, slandering?"

"With your strength, you think you’re qualified?"

As his words fell, the middle-aged coach’s face turned white, then eerily flushed red.

Pfft!

Suddenly vomiting blood, his body shook unsteadily until he was barely supported by his fast-acting disciples.

Then, amidst a multitude of gazes,

Chen Feng turned and strode forward, stepping over the bodies of disciples who had fainted on the ground.

As their figures brushed past each other, Wang Cheng’s face, which once bore arrogance, now showed an expression full of immense admiration when he looked at Chen Feng’s departing figure.

Behind him, amongst the disciples, Zhuang Xiaoqing of noble birth had bright eyes filled with fascination and adoration.

Next to her, Li Chengdong clenched his fists, his face showing excitement and emotion.

Professional level certificate?

It seemed, for some people, there really was no need for such a thing to prove themselves.

Because... their strength was already enough to break the so-called rules of the secular world.

Tap tap!

In the end, with steady footsteps,

The crowd on either side parted again like the tide.

Chen Feng slowly walked forward, and under the watchful eyes of many, returned to the club.

...

"I want to sign up!"

"Me too, me too!"

"May I ask how to become a member? I want to train with that coach!"

Half an hour later, at the front desk of Haofeng Boxing Club.

A long queue formed as many people clamored to become members of the club and train with Chen Feng.

After all, no promotion could match the power of having witnessed events with their own eyes.

Taking on several dozen on his own, including three professional-level masters.

The battle was resolved in just a few moves, a scene that truly shocked everyone who saw it.

Seeing this scene, Lin Hao couldn’t stop smiling.

At the front desk, Xu Xiaoxiao was overwhelmed with work, Zhou Xiaoli was called back for overtime on short notice, and the three coaches from Wang Cheng were forced to help register various sign-up information.

"Feng Zi, that was incredible."

"You’re going to be a celebrity in this mall, and maybe even the surrounding Martial Arts Circle will know who you are."

Lin Hao said cheerfully in the practice room of the member’s area, but Chen Feng didn’t pay much attention.

After finishing the challenge, he returned here and then had Li Chengdong and Zhuang Xiaoqing come back to continue training.

Perhaps at first, both were somewhat skeptical of his strength.

But now,

Their eyes shone brightly, listening earnestly to the training schedule, wishing they could become experts like him.

"By the way, you didn’t go too hard on that guy who challenged you, did you?"

Lin Hao suddenly asked, genuinely concerned as the man had been hit so hard with a punch that his chest bones cracked and he was left semi-conscious.

"Just a small lesson, he won’t die."

Chen Feng shook his head; he had already held back a lot.

He only used thirty percent of his Blast Punch, not even seven hundred kilograms of Punching Power.

That man clearly had Martial Arts Sect training but was much weaker compared to Cao Tong.

"Alright then, that’s good."

"I’ll go down and check this guy’s background, just in case."

Lin Hao nodded and said a few words, then went back out to help with the sign-up registration.

"Coach Chen, are you a disciple of a Martial Arts Sect?"

Taking a break from training, Li Chengdong who had momentarily stopped, came up to ask, full of curiosity.

The tone was noticeably more respectful than before, but Chen Feng didn’t mind, he just raised an eyebrow and said, "Caught on, have you?"

"Yes, back when I was in the military, there was a master from a martial arts sect who served as an instructor, teaching us fighting techniques."

"The feeling you gave me before was very similar to his, not the techniques, but that sort of aura..."

Li Chengdong tried his best to describe, and Zhuang Xiaoqing, standing nearby, didn’t speak, but watched the two converse with curiosity.

"How strong was he?" Chen Feng asked.

"Very. He once punched a sandbag until it burst."

Pausing, Li Chengdong quickly added, "But I feel that he might not be as strong as you, Coach Chen."

Chen Feng took a long look at the fellow, knowing he was deliberately flattering him to close the gap.

It’s human nature; he nodded briefly in response, then continued to give pointers to the two during training.

Gradually, night fell.

After the members’ class ended, they finished dinner at the club.

Chen Feng stepped down the stairs, preparing to leave the mall.

"Are you heading home, Coach Chen? Do you want a ride?"

Zhuang Xiaoqing was about to leave the parking lot, sitting in the back seat of a Feichi brand sedan, her black hair cascading down her back and dressed in a light-colored long dress, exuding an intellectual charm.

Chen Feng glanced at the driver in the front seat, a burly man in a suit with a bulge at his waist clearly packing a gun, obviously a driver cum bodyguard.

He shook his head lightly, declining the offer.

"Alright, Coach Chen, see you tomorrow, then."

Zhuang Xiaoqing smiled and waved before instructing her driver to drive away.

As he watched the taillights of their car fading into the distance, Chen Feng’s expression remained calm.

He looked down at his phone and hailed a ride-sharing car.

"Chen Feng!"

Suddenly, a shout came from behind him.

Chen Feng turned his head in surprise.

A somewhat frail girl, not quite five foot three, wearing thick glasses with shoulder-length hair pinned up by a hairclip.

She wore a white t-shirt with cartoon prints and an overcoat.

"Wang Hanwen?"

Chen Feng didn’t expect to run into her here.

"What a coincidence, I didn’t expect to see you here."

"I just had dinner with my colleagues nearby and am taking a walk to digest."

She explained and pointed behind her, smiling happily.

Chen Feng followed her point and saw a few meters back, next to the shared bicycle station, two young women waiting for each other, obviously her colleagues as mentioned.

Their gazes covertly fell on him, sizing him up with a mix of curiosity and different emotions.

"By the way, did you change jobs?"

"I went to the supermarket where you used to work yesterday, and they said you had resigned."

"How’s the new job? Is everything going smoothly?"

Wang Hanwen asked with curiosity, Chen Feng nodded and replied it was fine, without elaborating.

Noticing he wasn’t keen on talking, Wang Hanwen tactfully nodded.

"Then I’ll get going. Be careful on your way back, Chen Feng."

"Bye."

Having said her piece, she waved her hand, turned to join the two women who were waiting and left together.

Within his perception, although they were gradually moving away, the laughter was still crystal clear in his mind.

"Xiao Wen, is that your boyfriend?"

"No, he’s just a classmate."

"He’s so tall and strong, looks really safe, can you introduce us?"

Shaking his head, Chen Feng retracted his gaze.

It wasn’t long before the awaited ride-share car arrived, and he quickly left the mall.

He hadn’t yet collected the Talent Light Group in the Dream Realm; tonight, he was in good shape, everything was just right.