After Qiao Song reported it,
The higher-ups received the news and also did some comparisons with known professionals.
They made the most likely deduction—
"This should be a first-transition professional who passed by and took care of them incidentally."
"Otherwise… it would not have been done so cleanly."
This matched the speculation of Qiao Song's team.
There were basically no signs of a fight on the walls of the alley, which meant that it was basically an instant kill!
After cordoning off this place, it was listed as an official restricted area.
On the surface, this place was under construction, and the police and teams also retreated one after another.
Soon, there would be people guarding this place.
After Mo Xiaoxuan left, the mission ended and he replied to the messages @ him in the group.
Dream Farewell said, "Deity! Why is it like this?"
Niu Ah Si: @ National Service Xiao Mo from the national server, what kind of monsters are there in this plane crevice?
National Service Xiao Mo (Group Leader): I'm a step too late. This space-time crevice has been cleared by a professional passing by…
National Service Xiao Mo (Group Leader): This Professionist should be a first transition adventurer. He is very strong!
Niu A Si: Worship Big Brother.
Nanshan Scholar: Worship Big Brother.
Time: Worship Big Brother.
Go Home: Worship Big Brother
The group of new adventurers were extremely excited.
In the future, when they became stronger, they would be able to go around clearing plane crevices.
In the end, National Service Xiao Mo also said, "This professional is also in Magic City. If you have any clues about the mysterious professional, remember to pay attention."
…
Magic City, downtown.
Cooper Combat Club.
Chen Kun, who was dressed in casual clothes, walked into the club and immediately attracted the attention of many combat coaches.
There was no other reason…
Looking at the young man's physique, there were no signs of training.
Wasn't this a novice?
Immediately, several strong coaches gathered around Chen Kun.
All of them were wearing stretch vests, and their huge chest muscles were slightly exaggerated.
"How should I address you, sir?"
"Sir, are you going to learn fighting? I'm Cooper's professional coach…"
"Damn, sir, with your figure, you're born to learn fighting!"
These coaches fought to be the first to talk to Chen Kun.
It made Chen Kun feel like he was being solicited.
He muttered in his heart. Was the fighting industry so complicated these days?
A burly coach squeezed past the others and led Chen Kun to a strength tester in the room.
It was a machine somewhat similar to a treadmill. There was a sandbag hanging down in front of it, and a dashboard displaying figures on the side.
The burly coach said proudly, "The most important thing in combat is strength, reaction speed, and movement speed!"
"It's just like a boxing competition. It's divided according to the weight classification. Otherwise, it would be too much of a bully."
"Mr. Chen, if you learn from me, you can easily develop muscles!"
Chen Kun shook his head. "No need. I just want to learn some fighting techniques."
"No, no, no. No matter how important combat techniques are, they're not as important as physical fitness!"
The burly guy said confidently.
This was like a primary school student fighting an adult. No matter how skilled one was, without sufficient strength, it would still not work.
Several coaches started arguing over Kun Chen.
They were arguing non-stop.
After all, in a high-end club like theirs, the share of profits from a long-term client was not a small number.
Chen Kun: "…"
Finally, the burly coach yelled out.
"I'll just show Mr. Chen my strength!"
The others were reluctant to agree. This burly guy had always been the strongest among them.
However, fighting was not just about strength.
There were also reaction speed, movement speed, and combat techniques.
However, to newbies, it undoubtedly required a certain foundation of strength. This made them unable to refute.
Seeing that everyone was silent, the burly coach smiled at Chen Kun.
Compare strength?
This time, his client could not escape.
Not to mention Cooper Combat Club, even in the entire Magic City, there were not many people who were stronger than him, right?
He took heavy steps toward the strength measuring machine.
A deep breath.
"Ha!"
As soon as the punch was thrown… a muffled sound came from the strength measuring machine.
Then, a number popped up on the screen.
326 pounds!
Instantly, the surrounding coaches felt their teeth ache. This guy was too strong.
"Hehehe, thank you for letting me win… I only threw 326 pounds today."
The burly guy was overjoyed. His smugness was obvious.
"Mr. Chen, let's register at the front desk!"
He spoke as if the client was already his.
The rest of the coaches were also a little disappointed. They would probably only have a chance after this burly guy finished teaching him.
"Who said I wanted you?"
Chen Kun looked at the strength measuring machine and became interested. "Is this thing accurate? Let me try it too."
The burly guy was stunned.
"Eh?"
The other coaches were also dizzy.
Regardless of whether the strength measuring machine was accurate or not, it was not something a newbie like him could hammer.
Usually, novices who had not undergone training would not even know how to exert force. They would not even be able to reach the benchmark of the strength tester. Of course, it would not be able to measure the value.
Moreover, Mr. Chen's physique did not look as if he was good in strength.
But the customer was foremost.
They also followed Chen Kun to the strength tester.
"That's it. This is the area to hit, right?"
As Chen Kun spoke, he casually threw a punch.
Although it was called a test, he had only used a little strength.
A light punch.
There was also a muffled sound, but this sound was even longer and heavier.
"Boom…!"
A warning suddenly popped up on the meter's display.
"This apparatus only tests the strength of your punch. Please do not use heavy objects to hit the strength measuring machine…"
Immediately after, the display showed the real number of this measurement!
956 pounds!
"Hiss—"
Everyone gasped.
What kind of freaking strength was this?!
The burly guy retracted his shocked gaze and said respectfully.
"Chen, Mr. Chen, forgive my clumsy eyes…"
At this moment, no coach dared to go forward and snatch the client.
Such a brutal person's punch strength was even greater than Tyson's. Are you going to teach him how to fight?
Including the club manager and the coaches in the other training rooms, they all gathered around and exclaimed.
"Damn, awesome!"
"It almost blew up the strength tester!"
"He's too awesome. Why is he learning fighting when he's so awesome…"
All of them looked at Chen Kun with admiration.
Chen Kun glanced at them calmly.
It seemed like… he had used too much strength?
However, it was not a big problem. He did not break the machine.
Surely, they would not be asking me for compensation, right…
With that thought in mind, Chen Kun picked a good-looking coach.
After all, it was pleasing to the eye.
"Is it okay to ask this coach to teach me to fight?"
The club manager smiled apologetically. "No problem, no problem. Little Zhao, hurry up and bring Mr. Chen to register."
After registering, he paid a basic membership fee.
Coach Zhao quickly brought Chen Kun to a separate training room and carefully explained basic combat techniques to him.
Perhaps because his speed and perception were very strong, he quickly mastered these basic combat techniques.
After becoming proficient, Chen Kun realized that he was better trained in the the technique of exerting force.
However, to him, these things were helpful, but not much.