Chapter 468: Coach

Black Ring City.

In the apartment Fang Xing rented.

A large number of food bags were thrown on the ground, and Fang Xing's muscles were bulging, sweating like rain.

"Eat!"

"The first step to practicing martial arts is to eat!"

He pressed one finger on the ground, his whole body suspended in a strange posture, breathing at a specific frequency.

Whew... inhale...

"A powerful physique naturally means powerful Qi and blood... if the spirit is sufficient, it can interfere with the circulation of Qi and blood, this is the foundation of the Martial Way!"

As long as it is a flesh-and-blood life, there is Qi and blood flow.

Therefore, the universality of the Martial Way is extremely strong!

It's just that it might have different expressive power in different worlds.

If it's an ordinary non-magical world, it might just be better at fighting than ordinary people, and one has to be careful when facing firearms.

If it's in a medium-magic world, one can fight an army alone and shake all directions.

If it's a high-magic world, it's a single thought of creation, fighting until the Great Dao is worn away...

"It seems now that this world is very likely non-magical, or low-magic?"

Fang Xing felt somewhat regretful.

"In this kind of world, if a Fourteenth Realm Chaos Dao Lord comes, naturally everything is fine... because the Great Dao exists eternally in all space-time, and their Great Dao can be reached without hindrance in all worlds..."

Don't look at this world as non-magical, but if there is no space-time, no Qiankun, etc., how can it exist?

Alas... for a Heavenly Immortal Dharma Master, if you can't sense law fluctuations, it's useless.

The Fourteenth Realm can run rampant in this world, even creating or destroying the world with a single thought, while the Thirteenth Realm might just be an ordinary person.

A difference of one realm is a world of difference.

"The path of martial arts lies in physique and spirit..."

Fang Xing let out a long breath, ending today's training.

"I am not a truly ordinary person after all... although transcendence cannot be manifested externally, the innate essence after awakening can still stimulate a bit of transcendence..."

For example, his own martial will!

For example, the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra!

Although they were greatly weakened, they made his digestion and exercise ability extremely developed, and the effect after eating a large amount of food and exercising was far beyond ordinary people.

Now it can be called the "human limit."

"My current fist power is about 500 kilograms, enough to kill people..."

Fang Xing clenched his fists.

Of course, martial arts is not just about fist power.

Being able to integrate the strength of the whole body and reach the limit, his explosive power and flexibility were comprehensively enhanced.

Plus using tool firearms, if he borrows complex environments, even a small army surrounding him could be entangled for a long time, causing the other party to suffer heavy losses, or even take the initiative to retreat!

After all, people are not machines; if the casualty rate of a unit exceeds 10% or 20%, it is possible to collapse completely!

Especially when facing unknown and mysterious enemies!

"Fear... is also a kind of power."

"Now I barely have a trace of self-preservation power, and can go explore the transcendence of this world..."

Fang Xing put on a pitch-black windbreaker and prepared to go out.

As for the Black Ring Private Mechanical Academy? Naturally, he asked for leave.

Due to his past image as a good student, Monachi not only approved it very readily but also cared about it, asking if he needed help.

"Storm Fighting Club?"

Fang Xing looked up at the sign and walked in.

This fighting club was a two-story structure, and there was a long-haired woman at the front desk responsible for reception.

Seeing Fang Xing walk in, she immediately showed a professional smile: "Guest, do you want to join our fighting club? There is a discount for applying for a card now... If you pre-charge 100 Black Sols, we will give you an extra 20 Black Sols for free, which can be used to buy nutritional meals, use public facilities such as shower rooms, and hire private coaches..."

She spoke very fluently, and she didn't know how many times she had repeated this set of words.

"Charge a card? I never charge a card; what if the boss runs away?"

Fang Xing was cold.

This kind of card-charging consumption is just like those financial speculations; you think you get a bargain, but you didn't expect others to directly look at your principal...

Besides, he wasn't here to learn.

The smile of the front desk lady stiffened.

This kind of remark didn't sound like someone here to learn.

"Trouble calling your most powerful person out, I'm here to kick the gym!"

Fang Xing smiled, revealing white teeth.

Wanting to explore whether there is transcendence in this world, besides asking around in the black market, naturally, he could only try one by one.

If there is martial arts transcendence, it will definitely let him run into it.

Ten minutes later.

Storm Fighting Club, around the ring.

"It's this kid... here to kick the gym?"

A white strong man crossed his arms and sneered.

He was the coach here, "Jarvis," wearing a translucent undershirt, his two arms as thick as thighs supporting the clothes to the limit.

In a non-magical world, the heavier the weight, the more power, occupying an advantage!

A heavyweight boxing champion and a lightweight boxing champion are two completely different concepts.

Jarvis looked at the other party's physique and sentenced him to death in his heart.

When skills cannot distinguish overwhelmingly, the basic data of the body becomes the biggest gap.

Bang!

At this moment, Fang Xing kicked a young man wearing a clean white training suit flying with a high kick.

"Is your fighting club's coach only at this level? It really disappoints me too much..."

He shook his head, looking very regretful.

"Too arrogant."

A coach jumped onto the ring: "Let me, Rake, clean you up."

He set up a posture, and suddenly a kind of inexplicable momentum condensed.

"It's Coach Rake's Tang Hand skill!" Jarvis nodded; Rake and he were both coaches, and the former was even a bit stronger than him.

Not only did he have an advantage in terms of body, but he also had skill support!

Bang bang!

Rake clenched his fists and suddenly swung a punch.

This punch was close-range, but the force was very fierce, the joints exploded, carrying special skills.

Fang Xing brushed it aside casually, and Rake's fist fell into empty space.

But just then, he felt a kind of indescribable slippery force on Rake's wrist.

This was not any transcendence, but a skill honed to the limit!

"Flowing Wrist!"

Rake's wrist slid, his finger joints exploded, actually growing a few inches out of thin air, poking at Fang Xing's ribs.

This is a skill like Tongbei Fist!

Fang Xing's fingers retracted and flicked lightly.

Slap!

As if hitting a snake's seven inches, Rake's fingers immediately retracted, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

"What skill is this? I lost..."

His face was gray, and he left the ring.

"Coach Jarvis, it's up to you."

Several students and coaches next to him hurriedly cast their eyes on Jarvis.

This white strong man had some cold sweat on his forehead at this moment: "I... I have a stomachache, I want to go to the bathroom..."

While speaking, he flew away holding his stomach, fleeing the scene...

Steel Combat Club.

Bang!

Fang Xing punched a man like a pitch-black gorilla unconscious on the ground, looking around: "Who else?"

Several burly fighting enthusiasts retreated one after another, revealing the wailing people lying on the ground.

Flying Bird Martial Arts Hall, Xuanxin Fighting Club...

In just a few days, Fang Xing had kicked all the fighting clubs in Black Ring City, and then he was invincible in the world.

Even in the fighting world, legends about him began to spread.

"It's been so long... and no transcendental martial artist has come to find me?"

"Not to mention the martial arts halls are very united, and the big ones come after the small ones?"

Fang Xing walked in a small alley, holding a hot dog, very speechless.

Just then, several figures appeared in front.

"It's him!"

"The one who kicked the gym."

A teenager with bruises on his face pointed at Fang Xing, his expression excited.

Behind him, there were several strong men wearing black uniforms.

"Hmm? Here again? It's just a pity that it's not the opponent I want."

Fang Xing sighed.

Kicking the gym for so many days, he damaged the interests of the entire Black Ring City fighting world, and he had also encountered several "persuasions" from influential people.

It's just that their words didn't seem powerful enough, but instead were persuaded by himself.

After reaching the human limit, he was sharp-eared and sharp-eyed, and it was impossible to be ambushed by a large number of people.

As for a small number of masters?

Fang Xing wasn't afraid at all, and even hoped to lure out a real transcendental martial artist, so he could peek at the path of transcendence in this world.

It's just a pity that he didn't see any transcendental martial artists, and even real masters were few.

After all, no matter how well you practice fighting, it's not as good as a revolver.

Even Fang Xing himself had always been on guard against being shot in the back.

But this time it didn't look like being shot in the back, but rather like some rich young master bringing bodyguards to take revenge.

Several uniformed strong men surrounded him, and the teenager stepped forward, his face flushed, his fists clenched...

Suddenly!

He bent down ninety degrees and shouted loudly: "Coach, I want to learn fighting! Please teach me!"

Fang Xing: "..."

A moment later.

In a street cafe.

Fang Xing slowly sipped a hot cocoa: "So, your name is Shi Lei? Are you the heir of the Shi Enterprise?"

The Shi Enterprise had a huge influence in Black Ring City, mainly engaged in the grain business.

The more basic businesses like energy and grain, the more terrifying background and influence are needed to operate.

Fang Xing naturally didn't mind using the other party's influence to help him do some things.

"Yes, but I have several older brothers... I like fighting, when I saw that punch of yours, it was too cool!"

Shi Lei had distinct features, a simple expression, and behaved like a little fanboy.

"Teaching you, it's not impossible... but, my private lessons are very expensive."

Fang Xing finished the hot cocoa: "Also... I am very interested in ancient occultism. If you can find clues and people in similar aspects, I will give you a gift that will surprise you."

After saying this, he pressed a Black Sol under the coffee cup and strode out of the cafe.

"Young Master!"

After Fang Xing left, a bodyguard stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"I want to know everything about him—of course, don't follow him, don't be blatant..."

Shi Lei lowered his voice; he liked fighting, but that didn't mean he would accept guys of unknown origin at will.

"Cautious probing on the premise of not angering that gentleman... I understand."

The bodyguard bowed; their kind of big family had a set of processing procedures for this kind of thing, and following the procedures at least wouldn't lead to major mistakes.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 469 =====