Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams

The next morning, at 7:05 AM.

Chen Feng opened his eyes, waking up on time once again.

He got out of bed and adjusted to his again enhanced body, then he drew the curtains and quickly finished his breakfast.

A large bowl of noodles.

Two eggs, three packets of bread, and a box of milk.

He couldn’t understand how his stomach could fit so much food, but when something doesn’t make sense, he didn’t dwell on it; that was his consistent approach.

Afterwards, he changed into clean clothes, a black short-sleeved shirt and loose shorts.

Also prepared another set for practicing boxing.

Chen Feng quickly took his phone and left the room.

Taptap!

His footsteps echoed as he slowly left the old concrete neighborhood.

The noisy sounds from the fruit shop rang beside him, and the honking of the trucks was intermittent.

Voices, smell of cigarettes, scent of fruits...

With his heightened perception on alert, everything was magnified.

Until at last, he got on the bus.

He didn’t feel any malicious presence the whole way, which surprised Chen Feng.

"Not being followed?"

Suspicion arose in his heart, and he remained seated all the way until he was near the Sub Martial Arts Hall in Jinhua District.

Looking up, he saw a five-story building with floor-to-ceiling windows that appeared before his eyes.

The structure was elliptical, resembling the form of a gym.

At the very top, there were three striking large characters that were extremely eye-catching.

[Yanwu Gym!]

"Is this really the Sub Martial Arts Hall?"

Glancing up, seeing the many students coming in and out of the first floor of the gym, Chen Feng raised his eyebrows.

Compared to his previous Sandboxing class, this branch of the Martial Arts Hall was undoubtedly more grand.

Talking about size alone, it was also at least three to five times bigger.

Astonished, he was about to enter.

But soon, his footsteps halted.

A faint malice arose, and Chen Feng’s gaze darkened, his face completely expressionless.

From the corner of his eye, he saw a black sedan reappearing across the street.

Through the intervals of passing vehicles, the rolled-down front windows revealed two men, one tall and one stout, undoubtedly the same two who had followed him several times before.

"Tianheng Society...."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Chen Feng stood still for a few moments.

Just as he was about to move, a quiet step approached, and he felt someone pat his shoulder.

Instantly, his expression turned cold.

Chen Feng instinctively lowered his center of gravity, grabbing the person’s shoulder and arm.

"Hey, hey, hey, it hurts!"

A voice hurriedly pleading for mercy rang out, yet it sounded very familiar to his ears.

Chen Feng was about to perform a shoulder throw, but he stopped his movement and turned around, quickly seeing a familiar figure.

Shaggy hair, a height of 178cm.

Somewhat thin, facial features quite handsome, dressed in a grey loose short-sleeved shirt, adding a distinctive character.

"Lin Hao?"

Chen Feng was surprised, not expecting it to be him.

"You really hit hard, buddy! I was trying to give you a surprise, and it turned into a shock instead."

Lin Hao rubbed his shoulder, grimacing while complaining.

Chen Feng felt helpless upon hearing this, as he initially thought it was someone from Tianheng Society, so he had indeed struck without mercy.

However...

"What are you doing here?"

Puzzled, Chen Feng asked.

"Of course, to practice martial arts."

Lin Hao rubbed his shoulder and arm, the pain fading, and he soon bragged, "I am now a Core Student as well, maybe we’ll even be in the same Core Class."

"?"

Chen Feng slightly squinted.

Core Student?

Wasn’t there only one spot?

"Can’t help it, who would have thought my talent is unmatched and my flair eternal."

"Yanwu Gym couldn’t bear to lose a talent like me, so they recruited me as a Core Student."

Lin Hao said with a smile, but Chen Feng knew for sure that it wasn’t the truth.

Most likely, this guy had used some unorthodox methods.

Chen Feng grew more curious about his background, but soon Lin Hao glanced towards the opposite side of the street and said with a smile, "No wonder you wanted me to check the license plate of Tianheng Society."

"It turns out they were actually following you."

"What exactly is going on, tell me?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng fell silent for a moment.

After thinking it over, he felt he might need Lin Hao’s connections to investigate this matter thoroughly.

Instead of hiding it, better to be upfront.

"If I say, I also don’t know the reason, would you believe me?"

"Oh?"

With the smile on his face receding, Lin Hao stared into his eyes for two seconds.

"I believe."

Withdrawing his hand, he seriously said, "Tell me, do you want me to help you investigate?"

"Yes," Chen Feng nodded.

"Alright."

Lin Hao agreed straightforwardly, clapping his hands instantly.

Then, changing his tone, he smiled again and said, "But let me be clear, I can’t help for free this time..."

"I owe you a favor," Chen Feng said earnestly.

He believed his favor would be very valuable in the future.

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"No problem!"

Lin Hao nodded cheerfully, his expression mischievous like a fox, as if he had been waiting for those words.

"Let’s go, no need to stand here."

"Give me three days, I’ll definitely clarify the whole situation for you clearly."

With strong confidence in his voice, Lin Hao stepped forward and hooked his arm around Chen Feng’s shoulder.

With a brief glance, Chen Feng took one last look at the black car across the street.

Nodding slightly, he then walked into the Martial Arts Hall together with Lin Hao.

....

Twenty minutes later.

On the spacious second-floor practice area.

Chen Feng and Lin Hao, together with eighteen other Core Students, formed the third Core Class of the Martial Arts Hall.

From the people around, Chen Feng learned that the Martial Arts Hall had formed five Core Classes this time.

Including a total of one hundred Core Students.

Most were screened and recruited from various Sub Martial Arts Hall’s Sandboxing, Judo, and Wrestling classes.

Their talent was outstanding, and the worst were at the level of Amateur Fifth and Sixth Rank.

There were also a few rare cases with ordinary talent, who had spent a lot of money to secure their spot.

"So, how much money did you spend, exactly?"

Standing at the edge of the practice area, Chen Feng gazed curiously at Lin Hao.

No wonder this guy became a Core Student; now, finally, he knew the answer.

The Martial Arts Hall was created partly to generate income and support a large group of people.

Naturally, selling a few spots for Core Students at a high price was also a good way to make money.

"This amount."

Lin Hao showed four fingers.

"Four hundred thousand?" Chen Feng asked.

"Add another zero."

Lin Hao said exasperatedly, "Come on, this is for Core Students, who can inherit the teachings of a Martial Arts Sect."

"Even if the talent isn’t great, just by learning the basics, one can strengthen their body and gain significant benefits."

"And the most important thing is..."

Ending his sentence, Lin Hao’s smile widened again, "You can make some connections."

As his voice fell, Chen Feng raised an eyebrow and took a deep look at him.

Before the two could say anything else.

Several coaches for the Core Classes appeared, each leading their charges into different practice rooms.

Interestingly, the coach for their third Core Class.

A tall and burly man with short, thick lips.

Turned out to be Cao Tong.