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

Chapter 12 Suggestions
"The punch must be accurate, and the hook must be powerful!"

"The chopping punch must be hard, and the whip punch must be fast"

"In summary, these are the key points of Sanda boxing. I'm done. You'd better think about it when you go down."

After the Sanda class ended, Coach Lu demonstrated the boxing movements twice and walked away slowly.

Many students had different expressions. Some seemed to have realized something and repeated the boxing moves with frowns on their brows.

Some people also saw that after the get out of class, they quickly dispersed from the boxing ring and walked towards the locker room.

"I go first."

Lin Hao said something, waved his hand, and walked out of the practice room.

Chen Feng nodded slightly, and then felt the light around him dim slightly.

When I turned my head, I saw Xu Dongtai, who passed by me and was also about to leave after class.

He is 1.85 meters tall, and his muscles are built up like blocks.

He glanced at everyone from under his shaved head, and the silver earrings gave people a sense of coldness.

"Go faster and don't block the road."

"Didn't you see that my brother Dong is leaving too?"

The follower Zhou Xin was shouting as loudly as usual. Many students frowned slightly, but still chose to avoid him.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, as if he sensed something, he stopped.

Xu Dongtai, who passed by, narrowed his eyes and tilted his head to look down at Chen Feng.

Their eyes met, looking into that calm gaze that was different from others.

He actually felt a hint of danger.

"Brother Dong?"

The follower Zhou Xin looked at him and stopped, asking in confusion.

No one answered and there was silence for two seconds.

"Let's go."

Finally, shaking his head, Xu Dongtai withdrew his gaze, thinking that perhaps it was an illusion that he was too tired.

He is just a classmate who is not very noticeable in daily life.

Even Zheng Qiang and Yu Shan are not his match, so how could he feel in danger from other people in the training class?

Even if it's just a hint, it's absolutely impossible!

blah blah blah!

Then he turned around and walked away.

Zhou Xin didn't understand what he was saying, but he still glared at Chen Feng deliberately, then quickly followed.

"Is your punch close to 100kg?"

He stood there alone, not paying attention to Zhou Xin's slight provocation.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xu Dongtai's burly back as he left.

During class today, Zhou Xin deliberately and loudly showed off Xu Dongtai's latest punching power data.

99kg!

Infinitely close to the level of amateur 5th dan.

If you work in a small fighting gym, you are qualified to be a coach.

Even when participating in some small team competitions, he can become a main player and have a chance of winning the championship.

It can be said that Xu Dongtai does have the qualifications to be proud.

“There’s still time.”

Chen Feng clenched his fist silently, his eyes flickered slightly, but he finally regained his composure.

There are still six days left for the assessment. Relying on the dream world, as long as he can continue to find balls of light, he will be confident that he will surpass it.

Then, all the students left the practice room.

Without stopping, he quickly took a step and prepared to leave.

"Chen Feng!"

Suddenly, Coach Lu's voice rang out.

Chen Feng was surprised and realized that the other party was standing at the glass door.

Looking along the direction, Coach Lu was of average build, neither fat nor thin, and was about 1.78 meters tall.

He was wearing a loose black short-sleeved shirt, had a square face, thick eyebrows and a broad forehead, his hands were behind his back and his eyes were calm.

"Coach Lu?" Chen Feng stopped, a little confused.

"You have mastered Sanda, right?" Coach Lu asked straight to the point with a sharp gaze.

It was a bit unexpected, but Chen Feng quickly came to his senses.

The other students couldn’t see it because they lacked eyesight and experience.

But Coach Lu has been teaching Sanda here for more than ten years, so he must be experienced enough to see his progress.

"Yes."

Chen Feng nodded slightly, not even thinking of hiding it.

He had searched for similar situations on the Internet before. The concept of sudden enlightenment does exist in the martial arts circle and often receives more attention.

If not for this, he would not dare to continue practicing boxing in the martial arts gym.

"very good!"

Smiling, Coach Lu quickly said, "If I'm not mistaken, you should also want to become a core student of our Yanwu Hall, right?"

"Yeah!" Chen Feng nodded.

Most people in the training class probably want to do this.

After all, this is the only chance for ordinary people to get in touch with martial arts schools, and it is also the only channel to enter another circle.

"Then I'll be frank. You are no match for Xu Dongtai right now."

Coach Lu put his hands behind his back and looked Chen Feng up and down.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, I thought he was not convinced.

Coach Lu was not annoyed, but patiently explained: "Don't think that just because you are proficient in Sanda, you can compete with him."

"Look at Zheng Qiang and Yu Shan, aren't they also proficient in Sanda? What's the result?"

"There are many factors that affect the outcome of a fight. Fighting skills, physical fitness, and willpower are all indispensable. Do you understand?"

After a pause, seeing that Chen Feng did not refute, Coach Lu nodded with satisfaction, and then continued: "Xu Dongtai's physical talent is better than yours, and his family conditions are not bad. He takes enough nutrition every day. Please ask other coaches for guidance in private."

"If you really want to compete with him for the position of core student, then I have only one suggestion."

Chen Feng looked at each other in confusion.

"Practice another fighting skill in your spare time and try to get into it."

"It's best to do judo, wrestling, or something like that, which focuses on strength and lower body muscle training, to make up for your weaknesses and gain an additional skill."

"Then, by catching them by surprise, you might have a chance to win."

Hearing this, Chen Feng raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Coach Lu to say so much to him.

Is it because of his proficiency in Sanda?

"Okay, think about it carefully."

"There are still six days left. The final outcome depends on you."

After saying this, Coach Lu quickly turned around and left in a cool manner.

Chen Feng thought about it, quickly said thank you to the coach, then went to the locker room to take a shower, changed his clothes, and left the martial arts gym.

"It seems that even Coach Lu recognizes Xu Dongtai's strength."

On the bus, standing in the crowded crowd, holding the pull ring tightly, Chen Feng's eyes moved quietly.

He took Coach Lu's suggestion to heart; this was the route he had always wanted to try.

It will certainly become increasingly difficult to improve after mastering Sanda. If you want to improve further in a short period of time, taking time to practice another fighting technique is indeed a good choice.

If you can get started, you will not only have an additional means of fighting, but it can also provide feedback to yourself and improve the four-dimensional attributes of your body.

It can be said that there is nothing wrong with Coach Lu’s suggestion.

"However, there are still six days left, and he has a lot of confidence in me."

Shaking his head, Chen Feng knew that his progress was probably too fast, which had revealed his potential and attracted attention.

Otherwise, Coach Lu would not have been able to give special guidance in private.

"Perhaps, it is also a test."

"He might also want to see whether I was deliberately hiding my incompetence before, or whether I really had an epiphany overnight."

Chen Feng suppressed his distracting thoughts and had a rough idea in his mind.

As the bus was about to stop, the sign of Yonglefu Supermarket appeared not far from the street.

He didn't think about these things anymore, and quickly got off the train from the back door and left the platform.

blah blah blah!

The pace was slow, three fifty-five.

He appeared at the door of the supermarket, even a little early.

(End of this chapter)