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Chapter 3 - Flame Tiger Martial Arts School

 

Translator: CinderTL

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7:30 AM.

 

Chen Feng got up, brushed his teeth, turned on the induction stove, and boiled some water to steam the eggs.

 

The idea of going back to sleep was soon abandoned; he simply couldn't fall asleep.

 

He took out a box of milk from the fridge and warmed it up in the microwave. As usual, he ended his breakfast with two eggs, a slice of bread, and a box of milk.

 

Perhaps because his physical strength had increased a little, Chen Feng noticed that his appetite had grown slightly as well.

 

For the past week, this breakfast had been enough to fill him up almost completely.

 

But now, it seemed like it was only about 80% full?

 

"Strong muscles need enough protein to maintain."

 

"Correspondingly, the higher your physical abilities, the more nutrition is needed to support it."

 

Chen Feng wasn't surprised by his increased appetite, as this only showed that he was indeed becoming stronger.

 

He even wondered, if his proficiency reached the next level, would his physical attributes also improve?

 

"I really want the evening to arrive now."

 

His eyes brightened—this was the first time Chen Feng felt such a longing.

 

Then, making use of the morning time, he checked the nearby job listings on his phone. By 1 PM, he changed into a black T-shirt and pants and walked out the door.

 

...

 

The streets were lined with high-rise buildings, and people were coming and going.

 

Honking horns were heard now and then as oil and electric cars drove on the road.

 

Everything looked very similar to Earth, but Chen Feng knew that this was no longer the same space-time.

 

First, the technology.

 

Chen Feng's gaze shifted, and in the distance, he saw a red car with two winged wheels speeding toward him through the air, about two meters above the ground, with a light blue flame shooting from its tail.

 

Whoosh!

 

A pedestrian's skirt fluttered, and even a middle-aged man's wig was blown off.

 

"Damn it, it's the flying car gang again!"

 

"Such bad luck!"

 

The noticeable speeding caught the attention of many, and soon, a blue-and-white vehicle from the safety department chased after it, also with flames shooting out.

 

Flying cars.

 

A technological product of this world.

 

They could drive on the ground like regular cars, but they could also switch to flight mode, deploying wings and flying several meters above the ground at high speeds.

 

This alone surpassed Chen Feng's knowledge from his previous life and was far more advanced than Earth's technology.

 

Aside from that...

 

Chen Feng crossed the street, looking up at the huge electronic screen on a high-rise building.

 

A city martial arts competition was being broadcast live. On screen, two muscular men were battling it out in the ring.

 

The sounds of punches landing were heard as many pedestrians stopped to watch.

 

"City Martial Arts Competition..."

 

His eyes flickered, and Chen Feng thought about another difference in this world.

 

Two global powers were competing against many strong alliances.

 

The country he was in, the Red Nation, was one of these two powers, adopting the political paradigm of an empire, it stood opposing the Western Platinum Federation.

 

After experiencing a world war known as the Solar Revolution, technology advanced rapidly, and peace has lasted for the past 12 decades.

 

Perhaps due to this, martial arts competitions were particularly popular in this world.

 

From primitive violence and amateur combat to the division of martial arts schools for professional martial artists.

 

From low to high, amateur nine-dan, professional seven-level...

 

Any martial arts-related event attracted great attention and had high prize money.

 

Because of this, there were many martial arts schools in this world, and the number of martial arts enthusiasts was far greater than on Earth in his previous life.

 

Tap, tap!

 

A flash of thought passed through his mind, and Chen Feng found himself standing at the bottom of the martial arts school.

 

The sign for the Flame Tiger Martial Arts School was hung across the second-floor wall. Looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he saw dozens of people inside.

 

Some were training their physical strength, using equipment, practicing movements, or hitting punching bags. It looked like a vibrant atmosphere.

 

Whoosh!

 

Without delay, Chen Feng pushed open the glass door and entered, quickly heading to the changing room to change clothes.

 

"Chen Feng!"

 

Someone greeted him. Chen Feng nodded in acknowledgment.

 

The person was lean, about 1.78 meters tall, with long, messy hair. His name was Lin Hao.

 

He was a fellow student from the martial arts school, someone Chen Feng was vaguely familiar with.

 

"Didn't see you yesterday." Chen Feng casually replied.

 

"Heh, had something to do yesterday, took the day off," Lin Hao said with a smile, then gestured toward the practice area where several people were sparring.

 

"Look over there, Xu Dongtai's punches are ruthless as always, he knocked Zheng Qiang down with just two hits."

 

Chen Feng glanced over and saw a strong young man lying on the ground, bruised and disheveled.

 

On the other side, the man standing in the ring was full of confidence.

 

He was nearly 1.85 meters tall, with a buzz cut and a silver earring in his left ear. His eyes were intense.

 

His muscles were prominent, with his thick arms hanging by his sides, making him appear overwhelming just standing there.

 

"What's going on?"

 

"Sigh, just some trash talk. Zheng Qiang shouldn't have provoked Xu Dongtai."

 

"Plus, it was a sparring match—no one can say much, not even the coach..." Lin Hao replied briefly, shaking his head at the end.

 

Chen Feng understood his meaning but did not offer an opinion.

 

Xu Dongtai had great physical talent. The coach had praised his fighting potential multiple times, and his progress in sanda was far beyond the average person. But unfortunately, he had a bad personality and had become a bit of a bully in the class.

 

"Why are you looking? You wanna spar with my brother Dongtai?"

 

"Come on, get in the ring and give it a try!"

 

A lackey beside Xu Dongtai shouted, glaring at several people, including Chen Feng.

 

Most people didn't want to cause trouble, so they ignored the provocation and continued their training after helping Zheng Qiang up.

 

"Tsk, tsk, Zhou Xin really knows how to kiss ass."

 

Lin Hao muttered and then saw Chen Feng turn around, heading to a corner by himself.

 

"What are you doing?"

 

"Training."

 

Chen Feng replied calmly, ignoring the distractions around him.

 

There was only one reason for all setbacks.

 

Weakness.

 

So, he just wanted to practice and silently become stronger.

 

Whoosh!

 

He stretched twice, finishing his warm-up.

 

Chen Feng stood still, took a deep breath.

 

His five fingers clenched, and following his understanding and memory, he thrust his right arm forward.

 

Whoosh!

 

His fist was straight, with only a slight bend at the elbow.

 

The most basic straight punch.

 

But unlike before, this time, Chen Feng clearly felt the smoothness of his power delivery.

 

It was as if all his muscles were activated, with his waist and back unleashing power together.

 

His eyes lit up, and without hesitation, he stepped forward and threw a left punch.

 

Whoosh!

 

His elbow was more clearly bent, delivering a standard left hook.

 

The punch flew out, and Chen Feng fully realized the difference between having just started learning sanda and having actually achieved it.

 

The former could only barely manage the moves, but the power was not coordinated.

 

The latter, however, had truly understood the principles of the movements, and every punch engaged more muscle groups.

 

He had quickly adapted to the changes after achieving beginner level in sanda.

 

Chen Feng continued to throw punches and kicks, quickly losing himself in his practice.

 

"This guy... Why does he seem to have improved a lot?"

 

Lin Hao, who was nearby, was surprised. But since he himself was still a beginner, he couldn't be sure.

 

Time passed, sweat dripped bit by bit, gradually soaking Chen Feng's clothes.

 

Some people started resting due to sore muscles, while others gritted their teeth and continued.

 

At the same time, Coach Lu from the sanda training class quietly appeared, observing the students' practice and occasionally offering tips.

 

His gaze lingered on Xu Dongtai, watching him throw powerful punches that cut through the air. He nodded to himself.

 

"Xu Dongtai's talent is indeed impressive. He's at the level of amateur four-dan. He might have a chance at passing the exam."

 

"But this guy's personality is too wild. He even injured Zheng Qiang today..."

 

Coach Lu shook his head and turned his attention away, thinking to himself.

 

At this moment, many students were resting.

 

Coach Lu unconsciously glanced at Chen Feng, who was still focused on his practice in the corner.

 

"Oh? He's entered the basic stage of sanda?"

 

It wasn't a huge surprise. Coach Lu had already noticed that Chen Feng was close to entering this stage.

 

But...

 

"Such diligence, but... his talent is a little lacking."

 

In this group of students, being at the entry level of sanda was considered average, not particularly outstanding.

 

With a slight shake of his head, Coach Lu quickly left without making a fuss.

 

(End of the Chapter)

 

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