Chapter 15 Top

Chapter 15 Top

Chapter 15 Top
On the way back, Chen Chuan tried to clench his fist while running. Although he couldn't use the alarm clock to check it at the moment, he was sure that after the battle with Ding Shuo, the overlap time between the second me and myself must have increased.

And he had a feeling that the increase this time must be quite a lot, probably even more than the time when he defeated Shan Xiong.

But the reason is not as simple as defeating Ding Shuo.

But after he overlapped with his second self, he punched Ding Shuo with all his strength, leaving his opponent with no power but to defend himself. The pleasure brought by the unbridled exertion of power and the reckless attacks was what ignited his emotions and pushed the second self to further overlap.

But he also had to consider a problem. No one knew Ding Shuo's background, but he mastered a power that was more advanced than breathing techniques and had extremely strong resistance to blows. So if he met such a person in the entrance examination, how could he defeat him?
Using strength to counter strength should be the most correct method, but from the information revealed by Yu Gang, the level of strength is far higher than the breathing method, and it is probably not something he can master at this stage.

How to deal with it?

He thought about it and decided to ask Yu Gang for help tomorrow. He thought there must be a solution here.

"Forty-one, forty-two, forty-three..."

On a residential building somewhere, the young boy Wei Dong was doing handstand push-ups on the balcony fence. He kept counting in his mouth. He saw Chen Chuan running over from below and muttered, "Are you back early today?"

He had been exercising on the balcony every morning and evening these days. He could see Chen Chuan passing by the long alley below every day. He had already gotten used to it. As he watched Chen Chuan's back disappear, he came to his senses and said, "Oh, by the way, how many did I count just now..."

"..."

"Forget it, let's start over..."

Chen Chuan ran back home in one breath. While it was still early, he took a shower and changed into clean clothes, still the formal student suit he had worn for the entrance exam that day.

He had used his previous pocket money to buy books and watch movies, and he usually wore some sturdy and durable clothes, which were very old in style. Only this one was decent enough and suitable for his current status.

He left a note for Yu Wan and pushed the cart out the door.

After riding his bike onto the main road, he pedaled forward in the warm evening breeze. The electric poles on both sides of the road kept moving backwards. In the dark blue gradient sky, golden and red floc-like clouds floated in the sky, magnificent and eye-catching.

The venue for this graduation party was chosen to be the "Duyi Hotel", which is located near the city center square. It is 27 stories high and is the second tallest building in Yangzhi City.

Although it was not yet time for dinner, when he arrived here, there were already quite a few cars parked in the hotel parking lot.

He let go of the handlebars, turned a corner, parked his bicycle in the parking shed in the central square opposite the hotel, and then walked across the road.

When he reached the front door of the hotel, he looked up. Today's graduation party was on the rooftop terrace. To reserve a seat here, it would be very expensive and require certain connections.

However, not all students studying in the No. 1 Municipal Middle School are from ordinary families. There are also a few who come from particularly good families with considerable power. These students are responsible for organizing the gathering this time.

He walked into the revolving door and crossed the lobby under the guidance of a beautiful female receptionist with a smile. Then he and several others entered the grille-door elevator.

The hotel's business was obviously very good. The elevator stopped and started for the first ten floors, and brightly dressed men and women kept coming in and out. Most people couldn't help but look at him a few more times when they saw him as they entered the elevator.

Although he was only wearing a school uniform, he was quite tall. After more than a month of continuous high-intensity exercise, he looked very energetic. In addition, he had regular facial features, clear eyes, and a well-proportioned body, which gave him a very comfortable visual feeling.

After the 20th floor, there were fewer people and the elevator continued to rise. He watched the floor numbers on the rollers scrolling up one by one. He waited until he reached the 27th floor. The elevator car shook and finally stopped. The grille door slowly moved to the sides with a click.

He walked out of the elevator and entered an empty security corridor with several elevator doors lined up on both sides. Two female receptionists were waiting in front of the door opposite. When they saw him coming, they smiled and handed him a notebook for him to sign, and then opened the corridor door for him.

Chen Chuan stepped over the high concrete threshold, stepped outside, and came to the top floor. Immediately, a gust of evening breeze blew by, blowing up the ends of his hair.

This area is about several thousand square meters, with rows of open canopies, and tables and chairs are neatly arranged inside. This party is a self-service party, and waiters pushing food carts are setting out tableware, preparing drinks and food.

He arrived early, but many students from No. 1 Middle School had already arrived before him and were gathered together, talking about something.

This time, not only their class, but also the other five classes' students had a party here. He compared his memories with those of his previous life and found some faces that he was familiar with in the past, but he couldn't remember their names.

I walked a few steps to the side, came to the edge, and looked out. The view from the top floor was undoubtedly very broad. Standing here, I could just take in most of the city's buildings.

Not far to the north is the tallest building in Yangzhi City, the Gaoling Building of Molan Company. Its dark blue glass curtain walls and tall, streamlined building stand out from the surrounding buildings.

Behind the building, you can see Zhangshan Mountain in the distance a little to the north, and the shadow of Jiaoshan Mountain to the east is also clearly visible.

At this moment, the majestic sunset glow sprinkled down from the broken clouds, rendering rich gradient colors as it passed through the buildings, while the vehicles and people below were bathed in a blend of light and dark evening light.

At this time, he heard bursts of exclamations and applause from behind. He looked towards the source of the sound and saw a group of classmates gathered there. One of them was punching and kicking, and jumping up and down.

He immediately became interested and walked over. He saw a tall and thin boy in training clothes practicing some moves. His movements were mainly kicking, and he would occasionally spin, jump and sweep, while shouting loudly. He looked very imposing.

A classmate next to him introduced him proudly, "Brother Sheng Hai is now a member of the Xiujiang Boxing Club. He started practicing when he was in the first grade of middle school, and it has been four years now."

In preparation for the exam, Chen Chuan had also tried to find out about some local boxing clubs and training halls in Yangzhi City. Xiujiang Boxing was originally a style of boxing introduced from abroad. Later, domestic fighting experts added some new moves and usage to make it more perfect. It is considered to be a relatively prosperous school nowadays.

Because the boxing club is very good at publicity, it is now all over the country and is very well-known. Because the movements of Xiujiang boxing are sharp and handsome, many students practice it. He had seen his classmates practicing this boxing style in school before. At that time, he just watched for fun and thought the movements were more beautiful. But now when he watches it again, he has a different feeling.

These continuous movements are mostly just for visual impact. They are generally not used in real confrontation unless the gap between the two sides is too big.

He understood a truth: any fighting is fundamentally about the body, and the moves are just specific applications. So under normal circumstances, it is only the person who is strong, not the moves and styles.

He watched carefully for a while and found that this classmate named Sheng Hai had decent strength, good coordination, and rhythmic movements. He didn't know how he would perform in actual combat, but he must have practiced for a long time and put in a lot of effort.

Sheng Hai fought for a while and then stopped. Although he had been moving for quite a while, he was not out of breath and did not sweat much.

He smiled and said, "Every year people from the city and the prefecture come to our Xiujiang Boxing Club to select suitable boxers for competitions and arena matches. Film and television companies also come here from time to time to select some action actors. Do you know Xi Mubing? The action star came from our Xiujiang Boxing Club. If you join our boxing club, you will have many opportunities."

"Yes," said the classmate next to him who should be in the same class as him, "If you practice well, you can open a boxing club. The owner of our boxing club was a student who signed up to join the boxing club and then became the owner."

As he said this, he immediately took out some advertising papers from his bag and distributed them to the students around him, saying, "Students, take a look. If you are interested, you can come to us or go directly to the boxing club to experience it. We will teach you for free in the first week."

At this time, a student suddenly asked, "How is the competition between Xiujiang Boxing Club and Wuda?"

The classmate just laughed dryly.

One student chuckled and said, "How can that be compared? My dad said that the security consultants in their bureaus are all students from Wuhan University, and the city government also purchases security equipment from Wuhan University every year. What's a boxing club?"

A female classmate also said, "My mom said that there are a lot of hooligans in the boxing clubs, and a lot of them are members of gangs. It's better not to go to such places. If you want to learn fighting, it's better to go to a proper training gym and hire a trainer to teach you at home. A set of courses only costs a few hundred yuan."

After they said that, the other students were too embarrassed to take the flyers. Some of them, even if they couldn’t refuse in person, would secretly throw them away after taking them.

After the students around them dispersed, Sheng Hai and the male classmate took a few steps when they saw a gust of wind blowing over, and a flyer flew out and was stepped on by someone.

The male student said angrily: "How could they do this?"

Sheng Hai must have seen this situation before, so he didn't get angry. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Forget it, let's go."

"Oh." The boy thought about it and walked over to pick up the flyer. At this moment, he felt a darkness in front of his eyes. He looked up and saw a tall and handsome boy walking in front of him. He was stunned.

Chen Chuan reached out and said, "Classmate, can you give me a copy of the flyer?"

"Hmm? Good, good!" The male classmate was very happy. He handed him a copy of the flyer and said enthusiastically, "My name is Liang Tong. If you want to go to the boxing gym, you can ask me if you have any questions."

Chen Chuan took the advertisement and looked at it, then asked, "I heard that they offer free teaching for a week. What is the course?"

Liang Tong said: "It's mainly some basic moves."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "What if you already have a basic knowledge?"

Liang Tong said without hesitation: "That's fine. Many students who come to the boxing club have a certain foundation, and some have learned boxing in other boxing clubs before. We will arrange for students from the boxing club to come up and experience the competition, so that they can understand Xiujiang boxing intuitively." He thought about it and added, "Of course, it's also okay to just find a sparring partner."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "As long as the funds are in place, that's all, right?"

Liang Tong chuckled.

Chen Chuan also smiled and said, "Thank you, Liang."

"It's okay." Liang Tong remembered something and reminded, "The address is on the flyer. The boxing clubs in each district are different. If you come to our district, you can get a discount if you bring the flyer."

Chen Chuan said hello, waved his hand, and parted ways with the two people.

Sheng Hai didn't say anything just now, but now he asked, "Is that classmate also from your No. 1 Middle School?"

Liang Tong said: "It should be him. I have seen him before. He seems to be from Class 4, but I can't remember his name."

Sheng Hai looked at Chen Chuan's receding back and said affirmatively: "Your classmate must have practiced before."

Liang Tong said, "Really? I don't know. It's normal to have practiced it." He didn't think it was strange. There were boxing clubs and training halls everywhere in the Dashun Republic of China. It was not surprising for a student to have practiced boxing and kicking. Wasn't it the same for Sheng Hai and himself?

Sheng Hai thought to himself that what he said about practicing was not that simple. When Chen Chuan stood in front of him just now, there was an indescribable feeling. He had only felt this from the senior boxers and several coaches in the boxing club.

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(End of this chapter)