Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams
Chapter 99 - 87: Medicinal Baths and Coaching

Chapter 99: Chapter 87: Medicinal Baths and Coaching

Inside the Medicinal Material Room, the words of the Third Elder echoed in his ears.

Beside him, Cao Tong’s tiger-eyes widened in shock, and after coming to terms with the news, his gaze towards himself became filled with envy and eagerness.

"A personal disciple?"

This was the first time Chen Feng had heard of this title.

"Above a true inheritor, but below the Sect Leader."

"In terms of status, it’s even a bit higher than this old man."

The Third Elder said lightly, with Cao Tong adding on: "In the entire sect, currently, only Little Master Uncle is a personal disciple."

"He has the right to partake in any of the sect’s businesses, although he is immersed in the Martial Arts and doesn’t bother with these."

The seemingly haphazard words, however, were well understood by Chen Feng.

The status of a personal disciple was high, second only to one person.

The implication of having the right to resources was that the support was substantial.

It must be said that Chen Feng felt somewhat moved.

He had personally experienced the effects of the secret medicine twice, and its effectiveness was not at all inferior to the Breakthrough Light Group.

If he really could have sufficient resources, his strength would certainly advance much faster.

"Thank you, Third Elder."

Chen Feng agreed decisively, bowing seriously with clasped hands.

This was an opportunity, and the person before him was the one offering it to him.

"Don’t be happy just yet, the selection of a personal disciple is not so simple."

Calmly accepting Chen Feng’s bow, the Third Elder’s expression became grave, reverting to his usual casual demeanor: "Your current strength is not bad, but it’s still a bit premature."

Chen Feng was somewhat surprised by these words, for he believed that among the Core Students in Jinhua District’s Sub Martial Arts Hall, none could confront him head-on.

"Surprised?"

Seeing through his thoughts, the Third Elder spoke casually: "Although you have a great talent and a knack for Martial Arts, you haven’t been practicing for long."

"Some have been immersed in medicinal baths from a young age, with secret medicine laying their foundation."

"Despite lesser talent than yours, they are diligent, practicing true skills, braving the heat and cold undauntedly for over a decade. By now, they are nearly attaining the Entering Strength."

"Such individuals, one can be found among the Core Students of other subdivisions."

"Additionally, there’s someone with a special constitution, possessing Innate Divine Strength. Even though they also started training late, their talent in Hard Skills is not far behind you, and their True Skill is also nearing perfection..."

Chen Feng listened the whole time, realizing that there is always someone better out there.

However, he was not discouraged since he had confidence in his own fists.

In the end, everything came down to strength. He was more curious about when the selection would begin.

"In three days."

The Third Elder said calmly before flicking a finger.

Whoosh!

A streak of red power appeared out of thin air, hitting a drawer in a wooden cabinet.

Then with a gesture, Chen Feng observed a phantom image of a Flying Red Tiger retrieving something from within and delivering it into his hand.

A palm-sized package wrapped in cloth, giving an impression that there was a lot of powder inside.

"This is Body Refining Powder made by boiling tiger bones, bathe in it once a day, just right for three days."

"I can only help you this far, how much you can achieve after this is up to you."

As the voice trailed off, the Third Elder closed his eyes to rest once again.

Chen Feng felt grateful, bowing with clenched fists.

Then, he left the place along with Cao Tong.

Tap, tap!

The steady footsteps grew distant. Sensing the two leaving, the Third Elder showed a faint smile with closed eyes.

"Perhaps, my lineage has the chance to revive the might of the Flame Tiger?"

....

"The secret medicine has certain medicinal properties, and repeated use of the same medicine will greatly diminish its effect."

"This Body Refining Powder is also considered the best body refining secret medicine in our stocks here. It seems that the Third Elder really has high hopes for you..."

On the way, as if worried that Chen Feng might misunderstand why it was not the Rock Tiger Pill, Cao Tong specifically reminded him twice.

Chen Feng nodded, acknowledging the point, then returned to the Quiet Room.

Knowing that he was about to prepare for the selection of a personal disciple, and the hopes were not small,

Cao Tong took the initiative to instruct the staff within the Martial Arts Hall to bring him a wooden barrel, filled with hot water.

Before long, Chen Feng thanked Cao Tong and watched him leave as he sat in the steaming water.

Once alone with the Quiet Room door closed, he took out that package of Body Refining Powder, opening the seal.

There was no strong odor, only a sight of off-white powder.

Following the Third Elder’s instructions, he poured a third into the barrel.

Then, after disrobing, Chen Feng jumped in and sat down cross-legged.

The Red Tiger Flying Sky Map appeared once again in his mind, and he began following the instructions of the Giant Tiger Technique to guide and temper his blood and physique.

Gradually, the progress bar appeared, and the advancement of the Giant Tiger Technique slowly increased.

....

In a secluded Quiet Room, Wu Shuang in a white plain dress sat cross-legged on a round cushion.

The other coaches of the Martial Arts Hall stood before her, reporting everything they had heard and seen.

"It seems the Third Elder has made his decision."

With a flicker in her eyes, Wu Shuang inwardly sighed.

She had hoped her own people would secure this position, but alas, her little brother was indeed much less qualified.

The Heroic Tiger level of Giant Tiger Technique was indeed impressive.

Being bested was acceptable and no shame.

"Senior Sister Wu, do you think this Chen Feng can pass the selection?"

The informant asked cautiously, also harboring curiosity and doubt.

Just over a month into Martial Arts Training, and he had come this far.

In the sect, this was considered record-breaking.

"A thirty percent chance," Wu Shuang gave her estimate.

"Heroic Tiger may be powerful, but the selection isn’t just about fighting; it also depends on talent and temperament, all things considered."

The informant was surprised by her words, but after pondering for a moment, felt it was reasonable.

There were no shortage of disciples with excellent innate talent within the sect, but the higher levels of attainment tested one’s temperament even more.

From ancient times to the present, countless people have failed at the threshold of gaining Entering Strength, just like Little Master Uncle almost made a mistake.

Thus, those who reach the zenith are ultimately those with tremendous perseverance.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment, and they both refrained from mentioning it again.

Instead, Wu Shuang glanced at the time and soon got up to command: "It’s time, let’s go."

"A Divine Servant’s whereabouts have been confirmed."

...

[Giant Tiger Technique: Heroic Tiger (23%) +]

An hour later, after ending the medicinal bath.

Looking at the progress on the panel before him, Chen Feng was momentarily silent.

The difficulty of improving Heroic Tiger was indeed great. Given this pace, even after using up the Body Refining Powder, it would be hard for him to make significant breakthroughs.

"Indeed, in the end, I have to rely on myself."

Thinking about the existence of the Breakthrough Light Group, Chen Feng set aside his distractions and continued his standing practice.

Until one day, after finishing his martial arts training, he went to the changing room, changed his clothes, and soon sat in Lin Hao’s car on the way down.

"What has Coach Cao been taking you for now?" Lin Hao asked curiously while driving.

"Personal Disciple’s affairs..."

Chen Feng mentioned it briefly. He knew that Lin Hao would find out sooner or later, so he might as well mention it in advance, as long as it wasn’t freely discussed with outsiders.

"No wonder."

Lin Hao seemed thoughtful, then immediately beamed with a smile: "You’ll definitely be fine, and if you make it, you’ll have to look out for me in the future."

"See if you can let me hang a sign as an Official Disciple."

He exaggerated a few words, and Chen Feng took it as humor and didn’t pay much attention.

The matter was not yet settled, and everything was still unknown.

He did not like to speak with full confidence prematurely.

Soon, the two arrived at the club.

The lights on the second floor of the shopping mall were bright, and people were using the sandbags and equipment inside the windows.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and clearly noticed that there were more people in the club.

Just about to ask, he saw a display screen at the glass door playing the scene of him punching through the sandbag yesterday.

Turning his head to look at Lin Hao, he saw Lin Hao smiling: "The best promotional video, it’s a waste not to use it."

"Look, seems like the effect is not bad."

With a hearty tone, Chen Feng fell silent for a moment but did not take it too seriously.

The club wasn’t only Lin Hao’s concern; it was also closely related to him.

Immediately, the two entered the club together, and Zhou Xiaoli at the front desk promptly called out respectfully.

"Boss, Coach Chen!"

"Hmm."

Chen Feng nodded lightly, and the two soon saw Wang Cheng among the three coaches inside.

Different from yesterday’s defiance, Wang Cheng was noticeably more subdued today, instructing other members in their boxing practice.

Even when noticing Chen Feng’s gaze, he deliberately stiffened his actions and weakly called out.

"This guy, only you can truly hold him down."

Lin Hao joked and laughed, and Chen Feng shook his head lightly, glancing at the activity in the member’s area.

There were two people who seemed to have been waiting there for a while.

One was a youth with a buzz cut, looking to be about twenty-three or four years old, dressed in camouflage pants and black military boots, with a masculine air.

The other was a long-haired young woman in her early twenties, wearing branded sportswear.

Fair-skinned, with delicate facial features, her black hair efficiently tied behind her head.

Unsurprisingly, on his way here, Chen Feng had heard Lin Hao mention it briefly.

Perhaps after watching his video of punching through the sandbag, two people came specifically to seek him out, paying a significant tuition fee, wanting to become club members and receive his personal instruction.

"Let me introduce you."

"This is Cheng Dong and this is Zhuang Xiaoqing, our new members."

"You must have seen this one in the promotion, our chief instructor..."

Lin Hao briefly introduced the two members, who both greeted Chen Feng in turn.

"Hello, Coach Chen."

Cheng Dong came forward with a handshake, standing around one meter eighty and fairly muscular, showing signs of training.

Based on Lin Hao’s previous hints, Chen Feng knew he had just returned from military service, had been a Lieutenant, and had relatives with influence in Nanjiang City.

"Hello."

During the handshake, Chen Feng looked him in the eye and nodded calmly.

Then came the next person.

She smiled and nodded in an easy-going manner.

Zhuang Xiaoqing, her father had been a recently retired Council member, her mother a businesswoman, also of extraordinary origin.

According to Lin Hao, making money was a top priority for the club, but networking was also very important.

In fact, the latter was the real purpose Lin Hao had founded the club.

For this reason, he had deliberately set some thresholds for membership, discreetly investigating the background and character of applicants.

If there was any shortcoming, he would find an excuse to refuse.

"But why would people of higher social standing not go to a Martial Arts Hall with school heritage, but come here to learn boxing?"

Chen Feng held a question in his mind, then immediately took the two into the member’s area training room.

Several black sandbags and some small dumbbell hand equipment.

Without much ado, he briefly tested the two members’ levels.

Cheng Dong had some foundation, about business rank seven or eight, knew some simple fighting techniques, especially in boxing and wrestling.

Zhuang Xiaoqing was a bit lacking, didn’t understand fighting, but seemed to have exercised regularly, and with adequate nutrition, she was barely at an Amateur Second Rank.

"Could you please talk about your goals in learning boxing?"

"So I can decide what level of training to arrange for you."

Chen Feng asked, his tone unusually gentle.

After all, he had taken their money and couldn’t just do nothing.

"Coach Chen, let me be frank."

Cheng Dong was clearly extroverted and spoke quite directly.

"I had some setbacks in a fight before I came here, and now I just want to break through to the Professional Level."

"As long as you can get me there without relying on Enhancing Potions, any training method works."

Straightforward, Chen Feng nodded lightly.

After Lin Hao’s explanation, he knew that not everyone liked to take Enhancing Potions.

Aside from being expensive, they indeed had certain side effects on the body.

Then, he turned to Zhuang Xiaoqing.

"I’m curious about fighting, and I want to learn some simple self-defense skills."

She explained gently, and Chen Feng understood.

She wanted to learn something but didn’t want to go through too much hardship.

In an instant, his thoughts were clear, and he quickly had some ideas and plans.

Not long after, he stood in front of the two.

He arranged his stance and began teaching from sandboxing.

"Chong Quan, Step!"

"Don’t make too big of a move at the start; get familiar with it first, then gradually apply force..."

"After Cheng Dong finishes, go to the treadmill to exercise endurance, a slow run, about seven kilometers, then I’ll teach you Judo."

"Zhuang Xiaoqing, first learn the basics of sandboxing, then I’ll teach you close-range short striking and Judo’s Throwing Skill..."

Chen Feng arranged methodically and performed some demonstrations of the movements.

Gradually, life began to stir in the quiet member’s area as Lin Hao watched from outside, his gaze flickering with envy and a sigh.

"How wonderful."

"Feng Zi."