Chapter 110: Dimensional Strike! What Are You Staring at Me For

Early the next morning.

Zhang Tie led the team, and everyone went together to Xiangnan Sports Center.

After internal selection, more than forty trainees from Sihai Martial Arts School qualified for the Youth Sanda Championship.

Accompanying them were several coaches from the martial arts school.

The Youth Sanda Championship had very strict anti-doping requirements.

When everyone arrived at Xiangnan Sports Center, they settled into a hotel booked nearby in advance.

In the time that followed,

staff from the City Martial Arts Association began collecting urine and blood samples from all participating young trainees.

The boxing match process was very simple.

The area was too huge!

Inside the Training Hall of over five thousand square meters, several hundred people were training within.

Inside the hotel room, Chen Jie found Zhang Tie and said:

"Coach Zhang, I'll go to the Sports Center first to adapt to the environment; staying in the hotel is too boring!"

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the official match began!

The boxing match used a four-round system, each round three minutes, with a one-minute rest in between, and a referee on the field controlled the pace of the match.

"Everyone to the front corner, we've booked the training venue!"

Jiang Jun, Su Daqiang, and others also followed out pitter-patter.

His inner heart was very calm.

The next moment,

All the trainees followed behind Zhang Tie and walked toward the front corner seat.

In such a huge Training Hall, so many people training together.

Even Chen Jie felt his inner heart was extremely shocked.

On the north side of the Sports Center was a very large golf course, green mountains and clear waters, and the area was even more vast.

So everyone went together to the Combat Hall for centralized training and to adapt to the environment, so there was no need to worry about getting lost.

The final finals were on the fifth day after the opening ceremony.

Especially since many were from counties and cities everywhere, unruly, and none submitted to anyone!

When seeing the trainee disciples of Sihai Martial Arts School, those young boxers from counties and cities naturally all wanted to show off their own strength.

Bang, bang, bang...

Have to say,

This scene indeed gave people a kind of extremely strong spiritual shock.

Chen Jie had fought boxing matches for two nights at Xingguang Boxing Arena; where was it as complicated as now?

Just entered inside the Training Hall.

Chen Jie followed beside Zhang Tie, appearing very low-key.

Weigh-in in the morning, and conduct drawing lots.

Because all trainees of Sihai Martial Arts School wore unified uniforms on their bodies.

Thirty-two heavyweights, one match every day.

Hah!

Chen Jie raised his head to look around, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

More than forty people came out from inside the hotel, in a mighty procession under Zhang Tie's leadership, directly heading to the Combat Hall Training Hall.

Professional boxing matches were very complicated, and the process was very complex.

The building area of Xiangnan Sports Center was very large.

Next,

Chen Jie followed Zhang Tie together, leaving the hotel room, heading inside the Sports Center.

Even when facing provocations from trainee disciples of other martial arts schools and boxing gyms, he acted as if he hadn't seen them.

That is to say,

Hou ha... hou ha...

All trainee disciples of Sihai Martial Arts School, the hotel they stayed at happened to be near the Combat Hall.

So,

When everyone passed by the Training Hall, those training beside would reveal a thread of provocative gaze.

Pig-slaughtering roars rose and fell one after another, causing heart-trembling fear.

The sounds of variously hitting sandbags spread throughout the surroundings.

Hiss!

All trainees of Sihai Martial Arts School were shocked by the scene before them.

Zhang Tie greeted everyone and said:

Inside there are basketball hall, swimming hall, tennis, badminton, taekwondo, judo, fencing!

The scale of a comprehensive sports center simply left people speechless.

First centralized training for two days, then the opening ceremony.

Zhang Tie nodded and said: "Fine, I'll go with you to take a look around; I know this place!"

Everyone were martial arts practitioners, all trainee disciples from various martial arts schools and boxing gyms of Xiangnan Province.

Additionally,

The level is too low!

When the gap in strength is too great, they aren't even on the same level.

To be honest, this kind of provocative action is a joke in Chen Jie's eyes.

However,

Chen Jie not caring about these people's provocations doesn't mean others will remain indifferent.

Just as Zhang Tie led everyone to the corner of the Training Hall.

Jiang Jun, who was beside Chen Jie, raised his head and saw a very familiar face.

Hah!

Jiang Jun's expression changed instantly.

Damn it...

Enemies meet on a narrow road!

Only to see a tall and mighty burly man, upon seeing Jiang Jun, suddenly burst into loud laughter.

He shouted loudly: "Haha... Jiang Jun, you kid are also participating in the 'Youth Sanda Championship'?"

"I heard you went to Henan for centralized training recently, is that true?"

"How has your strength improved? That leg I kicked you with half a year ago, is the injury almost healed?"

Jiang Jun couldn't help but grit his teeth, speaking in a harsh voice:

"Yang Xu, you fucking arrogant piece of shit!"

The tall burly man named Yang Xu smiled disdainfully:

"Look at your cowardly look, I kindly greeted you, but you actually don't know what's good for you."

"Jiang Jun, I've waited for you half a year, in this 'Youth Sanda Championship', you're dead!"

"Let you be carefree for a few days first, by then, I'll make you cry!"

"Half a year ago I didn't cripple you, this time, hehe..."

After saying that,

Yang Xu stared at Jiang Jun's leg with ill intent, his gaze unfriendly.

Jiang Jun took a deep breath, speaking in a deep voice: "Cripple me? Just with your 'Yang Eight Seconds'?"

Yang Xu had once been KO'd within eight seconds by someone, and was given the nickname 'Yang Eight Seconds'.

He had always regarded it as a great disgrace.

At this time,

When he heard Jiang Jun call him by the nickname 'Yang Eight Seconds', he flew into a rage.

Only to hear Yang Xu roar: "Damn it... seeking death!"

Just as the words fell,

Yang Xu was about to rush up and fight Jiang Jun.

Fortunately, by his side, there were quite a few young people wearing the same sports shirts as him, holding him back tightly.

Otherwise,

Before the 'Youth Sanda Championship' even opened, the centralized training would have broken out into fighting early.

The two sides did not start fighting.

Before Yang Xu left, he shouted at Jiang Jun: "Jiang Jun, I hope you don't run into me on the boxing ring, otherwise I'll definitely cripple you!"

Zhang Tie looked at Jiang Jun and sighed helplessly:

"You've provoked this mad dog Yang Xu, you're in for trouble!"

"This guy went to a Thai Boxing Training Camp for centralized training three months ago, his strength has improved even more than yours!"

"Half a year ago you couldn't beat him, this time you meet him, be sure to be careful."

Jiang Jun took a deep breath, speaking in a deep voice: "I understand! I'll be careful."

Chen Jie beside him, upon hearing this, said in surprise:

"Is that guy just now very strong?"

Jiang Jun helplessly gave a bitter smile, sighing: "Very strong! Half a year ago I fought him once, he KO'd me with one leg, I almost suffered serious injury!"

Chen Jie smiled slightly, saying nothing.

Next,

He began to find a more secluded spot, changed his clothes, and began preparing to train.

The rules of the 'Youth Sanda Championship' differ greatly from underground boxing.

Not only is protective gear required, but punching gloves must also be worn on the fists to reduce the damage of heavy punches.

The next moment,

The other students around began to help each other, wrapping their hands, making preparations before training.

Centralized training in the Training Hall of the Sports Center is completely different from training in the Martial Arts School.

The main purpose is to adapt to the boxing ring venue.

Bang, bang, bang...

In the time that followed,

The students of Sihai Martial Arts School began centralized training.

Zhang Tie walked around nearby, and reminded everyone from time to time to pay attention to safety during adaptive training.

Just at this moment, a voice came from not far away.

"Eh? Tie Tou... it really is you! Haha...!"

Zhang Tie turned and glanced over, surprised: "Old Zhou?"

Only to see a robust man with dark skin and a face full of coarse flesh.

After he walked over and saw Zhang Tie, he excitedly gave Zhang Tie a hug.

For a moment,

Zhang Tie saw this dark-skinned robust man before him, and felt excitement in his heart.

Both felt very excited.

This robust man with a face full of coarse flesh was named Zhou Yunpeng.

Once, the two were bosom friends, and had struggled together in the domestic martial arts world.

And,

Back then the two went together to Du Cheng Pu Men and fought in underground 'boxing matches'.

Zhou Yunpeng, like Zhang Tie, was a middleweight boxer in his youth.

However, back then in the domestic martial arts world, Zhou Yunpeng's fame was far greater than Zhang Tie's.

He was a genuine Middleweight National Sanda King, and once represented the domestic side in the Asia Martial Arts Hegemony Tournament.

Only,

His fate was very similar to Zhang Tie's; he returned defeated from the Asian martial arts world, achieving nothing of note.

In the blink of an eye, twenty years!

The two top middleweight boxers who were once full of vigor in the domestic scene are now both past forty.

Meeting now, they sighed with emotion!

Zhou Yunpeng patted Zhang Tie's shoulder and shouted excitedly.

"Tie Tou, I really didn't expect to meet you; it's been over ten years since we last saw each other, right?"

Zhang Tie laughed excitedly: "Thirteen years! Since you went abroad, we haven't contacted each other for thirteen years; I thought you weren't coming back from abroad!"

Zhou Yunpeng sighed, shook his head, and said:

"It's not easy to make a living abroad! Time really flies by damn fast; in the blink of an eye, over ten years have passed!"

At this time,

Zhang Tie saw the 'Coach Certificate' hanging around Zhou Yunpeng's neck, and glanced again at the flame emblem on the training uniform he was wearing.

"You're back from abroad and joined Xiangnan 'Lieyan Boxing Hall'?"

Zhou Yunpeng laughed heartily: "Just making a living, no choice; besides boxing, I can't do anything else."

Zhang Tie suddenly thought of something, surprised: "This time's Provincial 'Youth Sanda Hegemony Tournament', Lieyan Boxing Hall is bringing a team led by you?"

Zhou Yunpeng replied somewhat proudly: "That's right! Let me tell you, the heavyweight champion of this 'Youth Sanda Hegemony Tournament' is reserved by our Lieyan Boxing Hall."

Zhang Tie curled his lips and hehe-hehe laughed:

"Reserved? Old Zhou, are you really that confident?"

Zhou Yunpeng laughed heartily and said:

"Nonsense! Is it not normal for my disciples to win the championship?"

"Remember back then you were always chasing my footsteps!"

Zhang Tie immediately became unhappy and shouted: "Bullshit, who chased your footsteps? If I hadn't been injured, it wouldn't have been your turn to dominate domestically; don't you remember that before I got injured at the start, I beat you until you had a nosebleed?"

Zhou Yunpeng immediately got angry and hurriedly stopped him:

"You still have the nerve to say that? Back then I had just started boxing, you had been training a year longer than me, but later I beat you until you had no temper, Tie Tou; I've found that after so many years without seeing you, your personality still has no boundaries, and your face is still that thick!"

Zhang Tie sneered disdainfully and hehe-hehed: "Losing is losing, don't make excuses for yourself!"

Zhou Yunpeng immediately glared: "You... come on, one-on-one!"

Zhang Tie shouted unwilling to show weakness: "One-on-one then one-on-one, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

The two stared at each other.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for so many years, they started fighting as soon as they met.

Looking red-faced and thick-necked, as if they were about to start fighting right away.

However,

After a moment, the two came to their senses and suddenly laughed heartily!

Perhaps...

They were used to bickering, used to squabbling with each other.

Only in this way could they feel close.

However, dramatically,

The two old guys who were just at daggers drawn and almost came to blows actually laughed heartily with arms around each other's shoulders.

"Come on, let's go have a couple of drinks; back then I couldn't beat you, but drinking I've never lost."

"Is your drinking capacity any good now?"

"......"

Ten o'clock at night!

Several participating students of the 'Sihai Martial Arts School' Youth Group Heavyweight division.

At Zhang Tie's summons, they all came to his room.

At this time,

Zhang Tie sat on the sofa in the hotel suite and gestured for everyone to sit down.

Jiang Jun and Su Daqiang naturally knew Zhang Tie had something to instruct, so they asked:

"Coach Zhang, you've summoned us so late, what's the matter?"

Zhang Tie nodded, looking at several Disciples around him and said:

"This session of the 'Youth Sanda Championship' is looking a bit bad!"

Jiang Jun heard this and suddenly said in surprise:

"What's bad?"

Zhang Tie said with a deep gaze:

"Today I met my old friend Zhou Yunpeng, and while chatting casually, I learned that among the Heavyweight contestants in this session of the 'Youth Sanda Championship,' besides Yang Xu this Wolf Dog."

"There is also another Expert named Gelertu, who won Third Place at the National Youth Sanshou Championship!"

At this moment,

Su Daqiang beside him said with a shocked expression:

"No way, Gelertu is from Inner Mongolia, how could he come to Xiangnan to compete?"

Zhang Tie smiled bitterly and said: "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the 'Hengnan Martial Arts School' spending money to hire him to win the championship."

Jiang Jun curled his lips and said disdainfully:

"Winning the championship is nonsense, just because he can win? Don't forget our 'Si Hai Martial Arts School' has someone who won't agree!"

Swish—!

The next moment,

Everyone's gaze was fixed on Chen Jie.

Chen Jie was stunned for a moment and said: "You all just discuss it, why are you staring at me?"

Zhang Tie said with a smile: "Also, Zhou Yunpeng of the 'Flaming Martial Arts Hall' told me that his Disciple named Tao Guang trained in Europe Netherlands for a year!"

Chen Jie felt everyone's gaze fixed on him and suddenly felt speechless.

Damn it...

It's just the Xiangnan Province 'Youth Sanda Championship'; even if he wins the championship, the prize money is only ten thousand Yuan.

Is such a low-class Bangzhan worth so many people fighting for the championship?

Early the next morning,

Chen Jie followed the other students to the Training Hall for concentrated training.

The grand competition was about to begin.

He did not train Xingyi Fist Method, nor Footwork, but conducted the most basic Heavy Punch training.

One Force Drops Ten Meetings!

【Limit Heavy Punch Explosive Power】 had reached his current level; fighting in a Bangzhan like the 'Youth Sanda Championship' required no technique at all.

What Tactics, Attack-Defense System, etc., there was absolutely no need to pay attention to.

Boom, boom, boom...

Chen Jie's Heavy Punch kept striking the Sandbag.

His punching frequency was slow, appearing to have no threat at all.

Only to see his two legs standing steadily, his center of gravity stable as a rock.

Although his punching frequency was slow, the Explosive Power of each Heavy Punch could be called explosive.

With every punch that exploded, it looked as if the Sandbag would be blown apart by one punch.

At this time,

His complexion was still pale, looking like his condition was not good.

However,

His punching movements were smooth and natural, swift as thunder.

Slow punching frequency did not mean slow punching speed.

(Chapter End)