Pushing forward and being invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

Chapter 1 Dreamland
"Sanda is not just a fancy move."

"Fast! Accurate! Fierce! Punches like lightning, kicks like blades"

Nanjiang City, Yanwu Hall.

The voice of the martial arts coach echoed, sweat dripped down Chen Feng's face, and he punched forward with his right fist.

Swish!
Fists are straight, elbows slightly bent.

The most basic punch, which is one of the basic Sanda moves he recently mastered in the martial arts gym.

Without stopping, he continued to step forward, clenched his five fingers, and punched out with his left fist.

Swish!
The elbow was obviously bent, and it was a relatively standard left hook.

Such a scene is not eye-catching in the entire martial arts hall. Looking along the direction, one can see that there are at least twenty or thirty students practicing Sanda moves in this empty practice room.

Whether it's a chopping punch or a kick, or a swinging fist or a stepping step, the center of gravity is stable and the movements are good.

Some people were even hitting sandbags to proceed to the next step of practice.

For a moment, the sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and shone on the face of the sweaty figure.

Swish!
Without looking away, Chen Feng punched again.

And this time.
[Progress +1]

【Sanda: Not yet started (82%)】

The panel automatically appeared in front of him, and Chen Feng stopped and took a breath.

With a thought in mind, he wiped the sweat off his face and soon saw more information floating in front of him.

【Name: Chen Feng】

[Age: 22 years old]

【Strength: 8.2】

[Agility: 8.1]

[Physique: 8.1]

[Will: 8.8]

[Skills: Sanda (Not yet started, 82%)]

"It's still a little worse."

The thought flashed through his mind and Chen Feng narrowed his eyes.

This was the panel he had obtained in his dream a week ago when he traveled to this world.

Its specific function is to reflect his current physical data and skill proficiency.

blah blah blah!

Then, taking a look at the others who were practicing, Chen Feng felt thirsty.

Walking to the open space at the edge of the floor-to-ceiling window, he picked up the sports water bottle, unscrewed the lid and poured the water into his mouth.

Gudu! Gudu!
Sweat slid down the skin and white water went down the esophagus into the stomach.

This feeling of being tired yet fulfilled made Chen Feng feel very satisfied.

A week ago, he was just an ordinary worker on Earth who died suddenly from staying up late playing games.

Now he had luckily traveled to this parallel world similar to the Earth. After a week or so, he had barely adapted to everything now.

Earth Star, Red Country.

This is the country where the original body is located, one of the two poles of the world today.

As for his original self, he had the same name and surname as him. He was an ordinary college student who became unemployed after graduation, and was also a Sanda student who had just joined a martial arts school.

Because I was sick with a fever a week ago, he took over my house.

The other party's parents were ordinary people and died two years ago.

I have another older sister who is a doctoral student at a local research institute. She works part-time and has excellent grades.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng stopped drinking water and took a look at his own appearance in the floor-to-ceiling window.

He was nearly 1.80 meters tall, wearing a black round-neck short-sleeved shirt, and was a bit thin.

He was twenty-two years old, with slanted eyebrows, a short haircut, and fairly strong facial features.

"No matter what the world looks like."

"First, stay alive."

"Then get stronger!"

The thought flashed through my mind, thinking about the strange dreams I encountered every day after I traveled through time.

Chen Feng quickly put down the bottle of mineral water, walked to the training ground and continued practicing Sanda.

Time passed, and two hours later, the progress of Sanda skills increased again.

【Sanda: Not yet a beginner (83/100)】

"If I can keep up this pace, I should be able to successfully get started in another week."

Exhaling a breath of exhaust gas, Chen Feng nodded secretly.

clap clap!

The day's practice ended here, and the coach, who had been standing in the empty space in the front, clapped his hands, signaling everyone that the class was over.

"That's all for today." "If any student has any questions about Sanda, you can come to me privately."

After he finished speaking, Chen Feng simply took a breath and rested for a while without delaying too much.

After tidying up, I went to the locker room to wipe off the sweat and change my wet clothes.

He left the martial arts hall after a while.

There was no conversation along the way, which lasted half an hour.

The crowded No. 12 bus arrived at the station and Chen Feng walked out from the back door.

Looking along the direction, the nearby residential area is full of old concrete buildings, and the surrounding street lamps are also rusty and slightly yellowed.

Fruit wholesale shops occupy the first floor, with trucks loading and unloading and people talking constantly.

The corners of the floor were damp and flies were still buzzing in the trash can.

This is the only legacy left by the original body's parents, an old and dilapidated house.

On weekdays, Chen Feng lives alone.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the cell phone in my trouser pocket vibrated.

Chen Feng stopped, took out his mobile phone, and saw the message notification and the transfer information of one thousand yuan.

【Chen Yun: Xiaofeng, the research institute is very busy this weekend, I can't come back for the time being.】

[You have been practicing boxing recently, so you should eat more nutritious food and look for a job slowly. I will find a way.]

After reading the message, Chen Feng was silent.

Chen Yun is the original body's biological sister, and he has felt a lot of care from her during this period.

Although he is a doctoral student, he is still in the internship stage, so his salary is actually not high, only a few thousand yuan in internship allowance.

But, he was very good to the original body. Whether it was the tuition and living expenses for the past two years, or the training fees for boxing, they were all provided by the other party.

【receive. 】

He didn't refuse, because Chen Feng was unemployed after graduation, so he was indeed short of money.

He subconsciously typed the word "thank you" again, but thinking of the original person's tone, he finally deleted it silently.

[Chen Yun: I'll get busy then. There's a lot to do on the project. Smile.jpg]

[Okay.] Chen Feng didn't want to be seen as abnormal, so he replied briefly.

Then, he put away his phone, quickly walked up to the fifth floor and returned to his two-bedroom, one-living-room home.

Old sofa and black screen TV.

The floor tiles are gray and black, and the decoration is simple.

Chen Feng took out a small bag of beef from the refrigerator, cooked it simply, and paired it with rice for a meal.

Whether in his previous life or now, he is not very good at cooking.

But due to the exhaustion from boxing practice and his stomach being so hungry, he didn't care about the taste and ate it all in one gulp.

He washed the dishes and cleaned up simply.

After a while, he returned to the bedroom.

A simple white wardrobe, a wooden table and chairs, and a large bed.

Taking out his cell phone, Chen Feng half-lay on the bed and began to look through nearby job postings.

It was not his style to just eat and wait for death. He couldn't continue to suck blood from his original sister.

Therefore, he still wanted to find a job first, so that he could support himself independently while practicing boxing.

“Supermarket cashier: work six days a week and rest one day, 3500 am to pm, two shifts of hours, no educational background required, monthly salary yuan.”

“Male security guard at a bar: work six days a week and rest one day, from 5000pm to am, no educational background required, monthly salary yuan.”

"Company clerk: two days off on weekends, 3000am to pm, college degree or above, monthly salary yuan."

As he scrolled through the recruitment information, Chen Feng had some ideas.

After a while, the fatigue from practicing boxing set in and he felt his eyelids starting to twitch again.

Without forcing himself, Chen Feng simply put down his phone and took advantage of the moment to lie down on the bed.

"Dudu!"

"Whose car is this? Move the f*ck!"

Hearing the angry shouts of passers-by downstairs, Chen Feng felt his consciousness slowly evacuating.

The original body's memories reappeared like a slide show, scenes from the past.

The crying over the death of my parents, the laziness of playing games all day in college.
I don't dare to confess my feelings to the girl I like, and I envy my classmates for wearing designer clothes and sneakers.
After studying hotel management for four years, I ended up working as a waiter with very low salary.
After graduation, he was unemployed and used the excuse of practicing boxing to escape everything.
Reluctant, inferior, confused.
Chen Feng continued to digest the memories and emotions of his original body. His consciousness was falling and everything around him was completely silent.

Time passes and night deepens.

The fog rolled in and it was dark.

As his consciousness was falling and sleeping endlessly, Chen Feng suddenly felt his body move and his feet stepped on empty air.

hum!
Suddenly, his eyelids twitched and Chen Feng opened his eyes.

Everything around was shrouded in thick black fog, and that strange dream world appeared again.

(End of this chapter)