Chapter 29: Laws
Translator: CinderTL
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Thud, thud, thud, thud!
In the dream world, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed repeatedly.
Chen Feng, clutching his right arm, rushed out of the dojo's main gate, a look of surprise flashing across his face.
He had never expected the masked man to be this terrifying.
With a single punch, the masked man had fractured his right arm, and even using his Explosive Fist, he was unable to fight back.
In his perception talent, the other party felt like a terrifying humanoid beast, with a malicious intent so strong that it felt like a storm, destroying everything in its path.
"At least a professional level, and definitely stronger than Coach Lu!"
"Even compared to the shadow monster in the alley that day, it's probably not far behind."
As these thoughts crossed his mind, Chen Feng suddenly realized that the malicious intent he had sensed was slowly dissipating.
He paused, ignoring the pain in his right arm, and quickly looked back.
At the bottom of the two-story dojo, the masked man in a white martial arts uniform had not followed.
His ink-black eyes watched Chen Feng leave from a distance, standing motionless at the entrance of the huge wooden door.
"What's going on?"
Chen Feng was confused, but at the same time, he felt a sense of relief.
Thud, thud!
Then, his footsteps sounded again.
But instead of giving chase, the masked man turned around and quickly disappeared from the dojo entrance.
It looked like he had returned to the training room.
"He's going back."
"Could it be because he can't leave the dojo?"
The thought arose, and Chen Feng felt a chill.
The world spun, and fog rose.
In the next moment, the world in front of him changed again, and he saw the familiar ceiling once more, along with the curtains swaying in the wind.
"I'm back."
Hoo!
He sighed, a flicker of relief in his eyes.
The chill he had felt in the dream didn't dissipate, and he instinctively touched his face.
Only then did he realize that he had been soaked in cold sweat, and half of the pillow was drenched.
"Is it because of the masked man..."
His expression became serious, and he lay in bed for several minutes, staring blankly at the ceiling.
There are always people stronger than you, and there are always worlds beyond your own.
The strength of the masked man was beyond ordinary.
For a moment, the slight sense of pride he had gained from the Explosive Fist skill seemed to scatter like willow catkins in the wind.
"I shouldn't explore the dojo for now."
"At least, I need to wait until I can defeat the masked man..."
After shaking his head and reflecting on himself, Chen Feng's eyes returned to calm and sharp.
Then, he turned over and got out of bed, pulling back the curtains.
Only then did he notice that his right arm, which had been fractured in the dream, was perfectly fine.
"Dream injuries don't affect reality?"
"No, wait..."
He carefully sensed his body and, with the help of his perception talent, Chen Feng noticed something different.
Although his right arm was not broken, he felt that his mental state had deteriorated slightly.
Thinking of this, he quickly walked to the bathroom.
The square mirror on the wall reflected his image, and he noticed that his body seemed to have become a little stronger.
His judo mastery had enhanced his physical fitness, and his deltoid and trapezius muscles were more prominent, with his arms becoming slightly thicker.
However, in contrast, Chen Feng clearly saw that his face had turned pale.
He looked like someone who had stayed up all night and appeared somewhat haggard.
"It seems that injuries in the dream world consume my mental energy in reality."
"And this is just a broken arm. If I died in there..."
Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and he speculated that the consequences would be quite serious.
Thinking of this, he became even more certain that next time he entered the dream world, he would avoid the dojo like a plague.
"As for those light clusters I sensed, I'll go after them once I get stronger."
"I will definitely go and retrieve them myself, to avenge my broken arm!"
His gaze firm, Chen Feng immediately turned on the faucet, cupped his hands under the water, and splashed his face with a refreshing stream.
The coldness invigorated him, and all his negative emotions and psychological shadows evaporated like mist under the sun.
After a short while, he quickly finished cleaning up prepared himself for a new day with a refreshed mindset.
...
Boom!!
At 1:30 PM, inside the Flame Tiger Martial Arts School.
A group of 20 to 30 students arrived one after another, with the sound of punching bags being struck continuously echoing.
"Why do you look so pale?"
Lin Hao, dressed in a gray gym short-sleeve, saw Chen Feng's haggard appearance and was surprised.
"I didn't sleep well last night."
Chen Feng shook his head and casually gave an excuse.
"Oh?"
Raising an eyebrow, Lin Hao's eyes flickered, as if thinking of something.
"I totally get it, you're also a man after all..."
He grinned mischievously, and Chen Feng felt an bubbling urge to slap him to oblivion.
"By the way, when I came in today, I heard someone talking."
"Yesterday, the punch force testing machine showed someone hit 100kg!"
His eyes sparkled, and Lin Hao quickly changed his tone, looking curiously at Chen Feng, "Come on, admit it, was it you?"
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"Zheng Qiang, do you think it was him?"
On the practice field, after their sparring session the other day, many people had started to pay close attention to Chen Feng.
At this moment, Zheng Qiang and Yu Shan, who were sparring at a nearby open area, exchanged glances.
"100kg punch force? His punch force was probably below that level the day before yesterday..."
Zheng Qiang observed Chen Feng's slightly haggard face from a distance. Though surprised, he didn't think much of it.
His eyes flickered as he speculated, "Of course, it's not impossible."
"But I think Xu Dongtai is more likely to have done it."
"Zhou Hengtao from the Sanda Second Class is also close to this level."
Hearing this, Yu Shan nodded, agreeing with his thought.
He tilted his head and looked toward another open space, where a burly figure was hitting the punching bag.
The 100kg punching bag swayed violently, and the dull sound of the strikes resembled thunder, ringing loudly.
A few days ago, Xu Dongtai's punch force had already reached 99kg.
If he had been taking some nutritional supplements recently, or improved his fighting skills a bit...
It wouldn't be impossible for him to break through 100kg.
...
"Brother Dong, do you think it's that guy?"
Zhou Xin, the lacky, held a towel and sports water bottle, standing by the punching bag, carefully withdrawing his gaze.
He knew that Brother Dong hadn't tested his punch force yesterday.
"Whether it's him or not, it doesn't matter anymore."
Xu Dongtai's voice was cold as he struck the punching bag again.
The surface of the bag dented, and the chain hanging from it clanked loudly.
"My personal trainer got me some secret medicine. It'll arrive tomorrow night."
"After taking it, my physical condition will improve by 10-20% in the short term, and my strength will definitely reach the level of an amateur Sixth Dan."
"Then, during the battle in the selection, I'll have no problem beating him."
As the words fell...
Boom!!
Another punch landed.
Xu Dongtai's eyes flashed with coldness and disdain.
He had no family background.
He lacked resources.
As for the spot as a core student, what could he use to compete with me?
Suddenly, his punches rained down one after another, with thunderous sounds shaking the air.
The intensity of the noise immediately drew the attention of everyone in the room.
Seeing this, Zhou Xin's face beamed with pride.
Even when facing the surprised gaze from Chen Feng, he stood tall, no longer flinching.
(End of the Chapter)
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