Start with push-ups to gain experience

Chapter 57 Power System
The tutorial session is over.

Zheng Haokang was changing his underwear and pants in the locker room specially vacated by the club.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a somewhat effeminate tone pushed the door open and came in, talking continuously.

"Akang, have you really decided to retire next year and join the entertainment industry?"

"Didn't you see how enthusiastic everyone is towards you today? That appearance fee isn't even a fraction of the registration fee..."

Looking back at the agent who was speaking, Zheng Haokang did not respond to him.

The agent continued to say:

"I think it's a pity. You are young and strong now, you should work harder..."

"What's there to be sorry about?"

Zheng Haokang put on a tight shirt and interrupted him:

"What's the difference between boxing on stage and boxing in a movie? They're both performed for the audience, for entertainment. Isn't it enough as long as you can make money?"

The agent was stunned when he heard this, and nodded:
"It seems to make sense."

"Don't tell anyone about this for now."

Zheng Haokang faced the mirror on the dressing table and adjusted his hair.

"I will announce it to the public after I win the title defense challenge. It will surely become explosive news and make the front page of newspapers."

Hearing this, the agent's bitter face finally showed a little joy.

"Akang, you are smart. It seems my worry is unnecessary..."

It is true that Zheng Haokang is a new boxing champion and KFC World Fighting Series champion.

But in this entertainment-first, mundane and vulgar world, no matter how famous a boxing champion is, his commercial value is actually about the same as that of a second-tier star.

It would be different if he could rely on his current fame to successfully break into the entertainment industry and make a high-grossing kung fu movie.

With the combined effects of the two and the strong support from capital, it is entirely possible for him to be promoted to a first-tier action star.

Looking at Zheng Haokang's handsome face and muscular body, the agent's eyes lit up and he began to daydream.

Zheng Haokang put on his clothes and asked casually:

"Where's Xiang?"

"Wait in the parking lot."

"You and him will go out in a car later and lead the reporters away."

Before Zheng Haokang was about to leave, he explained: "I have to go to Jenny's house tonight, and I don't want to be followed by the paparazzi."

"Uh, okay."

The agent nodded in agreement.

He knew that Jenny was a third-tier celebrity that the new boxing champion had just hooked up with.

The two walked out of the club.

There were also many fans and reporters gathered outside, shouting:
"Zheng Haokang, Zheng Haokang, I love you!"

"Zheng Haokang, look over here..."

ka ka ka-

Reporters raised their cameras and scrambled to pass the microphone over, asking all kinds of questions about gossip.

Zheng Haokang wore sunglasses, smiled and waved.

Several bodyguards surrounded him, shouting: "Get out of the way."

Helping him squeeze out of the crowd, they took the elevator downstairs.

....................................

Wantong Shopping Center, underground parking lot.

The cool fluorescent lights were sparsely lit, making it look a little dim.

Zheng Haokang stood in front of the door of the emergency passage and smoked a cigarette.

I vaguely heard that the noise at the exit had stopped, so I walked towards another spare SUV nearby.

He walked to the car, took out the key and prepared to open the door.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a figure standing next to a pillar not far away.

Zheng Haokang ignored him and continued to open the door, preparing to get in the car.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard, and the frequency was getting faster and faster.

He looked up immediately.

I saw the figure just now running towards me quickly.

Whoosh, a strong wind blew.

Zheng Haokang's eyes narrowed, he was warned in his heart, and he made a dodging move instantly.

Pong!
The opponent took advantage of the momentum of his running and suddenly launched a side kick into the air, hitting the vehicle behind him.

Car alarms suddenly started blaring.

Amid the shrill ringing sound, Zheng Haokang dodged to the side.

Looking at the clear footprint left in the car body, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

You should know that the thickness of the skin of an off-road vehicle is not comparable to that of an ordinary car. It is at least 2 or 3 centimeters thick.

The power of this kick is rare even among heavyweight fighters.

Zheng Haokang assessed himself that only by maintaining a steady stance and kicking with all his strength during training could he barely achieve a similar effect.

The opponent looked obviously thinner than himself.

How can there be such great power?

Zheng Haokang was suspicious and stared at his opponent:

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

The man was wearing a mask that covered half of his face.

The exposed eyes were bright and shining, with a hint of expectation.

"Mr. Zheng, I'm your fan. I came here today just to challenge you!"

After saying that, he suddenly shook his body and rushed forward with his fist. Zheng Haokang did not dare to neglect it, took a defensive stance, and stepped back.

In an instant, the opponent's continuous combination of skills bombarded like a storm.

Strike hard with a powerful punch, chase with a swinging fist, leap with a high kick, and then split with a kick.

The speed is not very fast, but the various techniques are connected extremely tightly without any pause, and the power is incredible.

As a professional Sanda player, Zheng Haokang can see the opponent's moves.

But every time when I thought I had found a flaw and tried to counterattack, the opponent would always dodge it in advance or intercept and destroy it.

This forced him to choose the most conservative approach in the end.

Bend your arms to block, protect your vital parts first, and withstand this wave of attacks.

At this time, Zheng Haokang was quite depressed.

With the opponent's strength, it is more than enough to fight in the world's top mixed martial arts competitions and compete for the gold belt.

How could they be my fans?
Besides, whose fans are so crazy?!
As soon as he came up, he didn't say anything and started beating with all his might.

Is this treating yourself as the boss in the game, or as the enemy who murdered your father?
Zheng Haokang felt like he had encountered a monster and couldn't help but back off.

however.

The opponent's perception was extremely sharp, and he took advantage of his carelessness to seize this flaw.

He suddenly stepped sideways and kicked, instantly closing the distance and kicking out.

Zheng Haokang only had time to block with his arms, and was kicked back several steps and almost fell down.

Immediately, a piercing pain came from his arm, as if the radius had been cracked by the kick.

Fortunately, at this moment, the opponent's attack relaxed and stopped where he was.

She stared at him blankly, full of doubts:
"Aren't you a world-class boxing champion and free-fighting champion? Why are you so weak?"

When Zheng Haokang heard this, his face suddenly felt hot.

He felt that his opponent was deliberately humiliating him, and his anger was aroused.

He is Zheng Haokang, who has been known as a fighting genius since he was a child, and has been victorious in professional competitions and has the reputation of "Fighting King".

How could he be beaten like this by a guy with unknown origins who casually called himself a fan?

His expression was extremely solemn and he straightened his stance again.

Then he used grappling techniques that were banned in the arena but very useful in actual combat, and combined them with boxing and wrestling to attack.

Grabbing the throat, grabbing the shoulders, twisting the wrists, wrapping the arms, the moves became sharp and clean, without any delay.

Zheng Haokang is worthy of being the boxing champion.

Although he was at a disadvantage in terms of physical strength during the fight, he adjusted his mentality quickly and became extremely skilled in various techniques.

At one point, it caused some minor trouble for the opponent.

But, that's the extent of it.

Just as he leaned forward and dived, he stepped close to the opponent, trying to use his clever strength to grab the opponent's waist and rotate it, performing a back-throw.

Snapped!
But his opponent grabbed his shoulders and threw him out.

Zheng Haokang fell to the concrete floor, groaned, and got up hastily.

At this time, the opponent's next attack is about to follow.

The whip kick broke through the air and the strong wind whistled.

The wind made Zheng Haokang's hair on his forehead flutter.

A foot suddenly stopped half an inch in front of him.

Then——

Slowly retract.

Zheng Haokang's eyes widened, his chest heaving, and he felt like he had survived a calamity.

The opponent standing in front of him had a look of disappointment in his eyes.

It's like a climber who finally stands on the top of a mountain but fails to see the beautiful scenery he had imagined.

This person who claims to be a fan of Zheng Haokang.

It was Fang Cheng who arrived a step late and missed the guidance class.

He chose this method to gain actual fighting experience with a world-class fighting champion.

Through this battle, a general power system was also clarified.

The world-class boxing champion, who is supposed to represent the highest level of human fighting and the peak of physical fitness, is far inferior to the "Crazy Goro Majima".

He was no match for the mysterious man in black who died at his hands.

Zheng Haokang's strength is at most slightly stronger than Goro Majima in normal state.

Fang Cheng suddenly realized it.

Unconsciously, I have reached a level of inhumanity in a certain sense.

Thinking of this, I felt a sense of accomplishment, but also a little disappointed.

After a few seconds of silence, he looked at the skill growth gained from the battle.

[Boxing experience +10]

[Sanda experience +10]

[Jiu-Jitsu experience +15]

After taking another look at Zheng Haokang who had not yet come to his senses, Fang Cheng turned around and left.

"and many more!"

Zheng Haokang suddenly shouted at this time:

"Can you tell me if you have seen those monsters like I have?"

Fang Cheng was stunned when he heard this.

He turned his head and gazed at the fighting star.

(End of this chapter)