He unleashed a world-class goal with a single kick; you're saying this is Su Chao?

"Is there a next round?"

Chen Xun and Wang Yu both raised the question at the same time.

"Of course! Team building doesn't end with just one meal!"

Zhao Lei's expression became mysterious, with a knowing smile on his lips: "This is a traditional ceremony of our team that every newcomer has to go through. When I joined the team, I was also taken to experience it by the senior members, and my legs were weak for several days afterward."

"Your legs are weak?"

You'll find out then.

Chen Xun stopped using his chopsticks.

What kind of ritual can make your legs go weak?

Is this traditional ceremony proper?

After finishing their meal, the three cars set off again.

This time, we turned into an even narrower alley. The shops on both sides of the road were closed, and only a few streetlights were on, casting a dim, yellowish light.

The car stopped in front of an old-fashioned residential building. The storefront on the first floor was lit up, and the sign was a red lightbox with white lettering.

Massage and wellness center.

Chen Xun got out of the car and looked at the lightbox; his heart skipped a beat.

Massage therapy for health?

A group of schoolboys, coming to a health center late at night?

Countless news headlines flashed through his mind in an instant.

"XX Health Center Hidden Tricks Investigated and Punished"

Why was the young man visiting the health spa late at night?

Police raid health spa and arrest XX people

……

Zhao Lei had already led the way inside.

The other team members followed behind, their expressions as natural as if they were going home.

Wang Yu was also walking inside when Chen Xun grabbed him.

"Don't you think something's wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

"A health spa! A dozen or so men, coming in so late at night?"

"We have to be team players when playing football!"

Wang Yu's eyes were full of anticipation.

His father was a professional football player when he was young, and he had already told him some of the inside stories.

If it weren't for his father's shady dealings, his mother wouldn't have divorced him so early.

I never expected this day to come so soon!

Since we're here, let's be open and honest about where we're going!

Anyway, it's all paid for through official accounts!

Chen Xun glanced at Li Jun, who was walking at the front.

Li Jun was chatting with the bald boss, and they seemed quite familiar with each other, though it was unclear what they were talking about.

Uncle Li, Uncle Li, I never expected that someone with thick eyebrows and big eyes like you would betray the revolution?

Men are always dominated by their smaller heads.

Chen Xun sighed.

Wang Yu is right. Since you've joined the football team, you have to fit in.

Then let's go up and criticize it!

Chen Xun made up his mind.

Pushing open the glass door reveals a short corridor.

At the end of the corridor was a curtain, behind which dim light shone.

Music was coming from behind the curtain.

Zhao Lei flung open the curtain and strode inside.

Chen Xun followed behind, and the moment he stepped across the threshold, he froze.

It's a large open space, about forty or fifty square meters.

Rows of narrow massage beds, with clean white sheets.

The wall is covered with a diagram of the human meridians, with a dense array of acupoint names marked on it.

A glass cabinet stood in the corner, filled with glass jars of all sizes—transparent, amber, fist-sized, finger-sized…

Several middle-aged men were lying on the bed, their backs covered in glass jars, looking like a group of ladybugs that had come ashore.

An elderly traditional Chinese medicine doctor with gray hair, wearing a white coat, was applying a jar to a customer's throat with a lit cotton ball soaked in alcohol.

The flame flickered at the mouth of the glass jar before it was placed upside down on the guest's back.

"Pop~"

The skin and flesh swelled up from being sucked, making a soft sound.

It turned out to be cupping.

Chen Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

With a strong voice and excited tone, he said, "Give me an eighteen-year-old!"

It's Wang Yu.

When the curtain was lifted, he had already taken off his shirt.

Upon seeing the scene inside the room, they were immediately stunned.

This is not what he expected!

Everyone in the room turned to look at him.

The old Chinese medicine doctor's cupping jars stopped in mid-air, and several uncles with cups on their backs also looked up, their eyes scrutinizing the shirtless boy with complicated expressions.

It has to be young people, they have the most energy!

The team members who came in first couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Zhao Lei looked at him meaningfully: "What do you want, an eighteen-year-old?"

Wang Yu finally came to his senses.

His face turned red from the base of his neck all the way to his forehead, like a boiled shrimp.

"I...I didn't mean that!"

Wang Yu's voice trembled as he looked at the cupping jars in the old Chinese medicine doctor's hands, a sudden inspiration striking him: "I meant eighteen cupping jars!"

"So what if I'm getting cupping done? Why are you blushing?"

"It's hot!"

"Then what did you shout?"

"I can't wait!"

"Master, pull it out first!"

The group of men pinned Wang Yu to the bed.

The traditional Chinese medicine doctor started putting cups on his back.

When the first jar was put on, Wang Yu gasped.

As soon as the second button was fastened, his expression began to contort.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

Wang Yu gritted his teeth and stubbornly refused to utter a sound.

"Young man, you have real tenacity!"

Chen Xun stood to the side, looking at the dense array of jars on Wang Yu's back, and took a breath.

But thinking about the skill unlocking quest, I felt a little eager to try it out.

"Chen Xun, you come too."

Li Jun had already taken off his shirt and was lying face down on the next bed, with eight large suction canisters on his back. His voice was languid:

"The new team members' induction ceremony is once a year, a traditional practice. Playing football puts a lot of strain on the lower limbs, and the lower back is prone to tightness. Cupping can loosen the fascia and remove dampness. Although Lao Zhou trains hard, he also pays the most attention to the physical care of the team members."

Chen Xun took off his clothes and climbed onto the massage bed.

The text began to appear:

Cupping therapy service detected as available.

[Current cupping session count: 0/100]

[Recommendation: A single cupping session typically includes 8-20 cupping points, with each point counted as one session. A maximum of 20 cupping sessions can be completed in a single service.]

……

Chen Xun breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the text.

So, he only needs to come 5 times to unlock the new skill.

The old Chinese medicine doctor walked over and examined his back: "Young man, you have a good foundation, your muscle lines are very well-proportioned, but you have a bit of dampness in your body, and your shoulder blades are tight."

The alcohol swab was lit, and a blue flame swept across the mouth of the glass jar.

The moment the can was placed on his back, Chen Xun felt a strong suction force.

The skin was sucked into the jar opening, and the muscles were lifted upwards, as if an invisible hand was pushing his fascia from the inside out.

hurts a little.

But after the pain subsides, there's an indescribable feeling of clarity, like a long-blocked pipe suddenly being cleared.

One, two, three...

The old Chinese medicine doctor's hands were very steady as he placed the cupping jars one after another.

The shoulder blades, both sides of the spine, and the lower back were arranged in two neat rows.

Chen Xun lay on the bed, feeling his entire back being sucked in tightly.

Cupping sessions increased by 1.

Cupping sessions increased by 1.

Cupping sessions increased by 1.

……

Text prompts kept appearing.

Zhao Lei, lying beside him, tilted his head and looked at him: "First time pulling it out?"

"Um!"

Chen Xun replied casually.

His mind is now filled with Messi's dribbling.

"Don't use hot water when you take a shower. You might feel a little sore during training tomorrow, which is normal."

Chen Xun nodded.

The traditional Chinese medicine doctor checked the time and decided to leave the cupping jar in for fifteen minutes.

The room quieted down, and a dozen people lay on the bed, their backs covered in inhalation canisters. The air was filled with the smell of alcohol and mugwort.