Atlas of Heaven and Earth-Chapter 25: Confrontation

After obtaining the materials from Wuyi Academy, Chen Chuan went straight to The House of Fists. Upon arrival, he found Yu Gang and briefed him on today's situation.

Yu Gang said, "So, you refused the funding?"

Chen Chuan replied frankly, "Yes, Mr. Yu, I don't want to be bound by the so-called mutual aid society."

Yu Gang said, "As long as you've made up your mind, let me see the student materials you got."

Chen Chuan took out the materials from his satchel, and Yu Gang took them, flipping through them one by one, commenting, "The content here isn't scarce, but it's very vague, making it difficult to make detailed and reasonable strategies based on this."

Chen Chuan nodded. Apart from the students' names, ages, heights, weights, and specialties, there wasn't much specific information on the materials.

Yu Gang said, "Without accepting funding, you won't have any informational advantage and will need to rely on your own strength to go head-to-head with those students."

Chen Chuan just smiled indifferently, "Then let's clash."

In reality, after mastering the Frightening God Fist, he had the confidence to spar with senior students who had mastered their strength. Originally, he was somewhat conservative psychologically, but for some reason, after yesterday's street brawl, even though nothing had changed, the feeling of looking up to senior students seemed to have vanished.

Yu Gang seemed to sense his state and asked gravely, "Kid, after you went back yesterday, did you meet someone?"

Chen Chuan was slightly surprised by Yu Gang's keenness but had nothing to hide, "I was attacked by some suspected gang members on my way back yesterday."

Yu Gang looked at him and said, "It seems you've seen blood, that's good."

He didn't delve deeper into the specifics. Encountering gang members here was nothing unusual; people living in the West City dealt with gang members almost every day. Besides, Chen Chuan was Nian Fuli's nephew, so there was no need for Yu Gang to inquire further.

He said, "Speaking of the review exam, having materials is one way to fight, not having them is another. My suggestion is that in the next month, you need more practical combat experience, facing opponents of different styles. In this regard, Lu Ke is no longer sufficient as a sparring partner.

So, you can visit some boxing gyms, using the pretext of exchange and learning to spar with them. Some boxers won't refuse a good opponent, but you also need to choose the right boxing gym. Some gyms might not think the same way; without a background, they might just think of how to cripple you."Actually, there is another way, which is to go to the underground arenas set up by the two major gangs, where you can encounter a variety of opponents. However, considering that Chen Chuan is Nian Fuli's nephew, he didn't mention it.

Chen Chuan nodded, first thinking of the Xiujiang Boxing Gym, which left a good impression on him last time, and it's also very close by, so he might as well try this place first.

After noon, he continued his basic training for the day, then left The House of Fights early and ran all the way to the Xiujiang Boxing Gym located in the Xigang District.

At this time, it was still early, the light boxes outside the door were not lit, and there were only a few trainers in the gym, the rest were all boxers from the Xiujiang Boxing Gym.

Xiao Liang was using elastic bands to practice his moves, and when he saw Chen Chuan come in, he was stunned for a moment, then remembered something. Coach Gu had said that if this young man came again, he should be informed, but upon seeing Chen Chuan, he doubted if he had mistaken the person, as the young man looked quite handsome, without the fierce temperament of someone who has been fighting for years.

He went up to greet him, smiling and said, "Young man, long time no see? Want to train first?"

Chen Chuan got straight to the point, saying, "I heard that it's possible to spar with boxers here? I wonder if it's possible today?"

Xiao Liang was startled, he looked at Chen Chuan, trying to say, "Then... maybe, young man, wait a bit, our coach just went out..."

At that moment, a voice came, "What are you looking for a coach for, I'll give it a try."

A burly man stood up from the mat and walked over.

He was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with a very strong face, a solid body of muscles, and a white towel hanging around his neck, his gaze fixed directly on Chen Chuan as he walked.

Xiao Liang quickly said, "Young man, this is our boxing gym's senior boxer, Brother Yan."

Brother Yan walked up to Chen Chuan, originally thinking that Chen Chuan was the type who had learned a bit and thought himself very powerful, then came to challenge the gym, wanting to try to intimidate him, but Chen Chuan looked very calm, not the kind of calm that's forced, he said, "Interesting, how about I fight you?"

Chen Chuan was not picky about opponents, he also wanted to see the strength of the senior boxers at the Xiujiang Boxing Gym, he said, "Sure."

"Use protective gear?"

Chen Chuan said, "No need.""You've got guts." Brother Yan grinned, "Don't cry out in pain later."

Chen Chuan smiled, "I won't."

"Tough, I like that about you." Brother Yan gave him a thumbs up, pulled off his towel, and went to warm up.

Chen Chuan took off his outerwear, leaving only his shirt, and began to limber up.

His warm-up routine followed the method from the booklet Yu Gang had given him. This wasn't unique to Wuda[-]; the booklet had been around for over a decade and had long since spread outside, adopted by many. Thus, those trying to discern his techniques couldn't find anything unusual, they could only wait until he stepped onto the ring.

It wasn't actually time for ring combat yet, but people always enjoy a show. The usual sparring partners had become monotonous, and the appearance of a new face immediately piqued interest.

Everyone present gathered around, even those who had been training below got up to join in the fun. Some even brought out watermelons, cutting them into slices and handing them out to everyone.

Someone heckled, "Old Yan, go easy, don't scare our little friend."

"Yeah, don't make him pee his pants like the last guy."

"We're eating watermelon here, gross! Get lost."

"Hahahaha…" Laughter erupted around, a rare moment of levity in the grueling training, and everyone let loose.

Brother Yan curled his lip, saying, "He won't get the chance."

Once both had sufficiently warmed up, they stepped onto the ring one after the other.

It was Chen Chuan's first time on the ring, the slightly elastic floor made it a bit difficult to keep his center of gravity steady.

Brother Yan noticed immediately, narrowing his eyes but saying nothing.

Since it wasn't a formal match, there was no need for a referee; how far they went depended entirely on their own will.

Xiao Liang, recalling the sandbag incident from that day, suddenly felt uneasy and shouted up, "Please, don't hit too hard."

Brother Yan, not realizing the warning was mainly for Chen Chuan, impatiently replied, "I know what I'm doing."

Someone eagerly pulled the rope, and the ring bell dinged.

Brother Yan immediately pressed forward, his hands positioned one in front and one behind, but the front low and the back high, his front foot constantly lifting and dropping, as if ready to kick out at any moment.Chen Chuan still adopted the stance of Da San Shou[-], his center of gravity slightly lowered. Although it seemed ordinary, as if anyone could perform a few moves, once properly positioned, it exuded a sense of solidity.

Ordinary people couldn't tell the difference, but many present immediately noticed something unusual. The surrounding laughter ceased, and everyone became more serious.

Senior Yan also put away his underestimating attitude. Seeing Chen Chuan's steadiness, he didn't stay still either. He lifted his front foot, feigning a kick, but in reality, he spun around, delivering a back sweep kick.

Just as he started his move, a flash appeared in Chen Chuan's eyes. He suddenly stepped forward, using a "Pushing Mill Hand' from San Shou, directly pressing on Senior Yan's waist and hip. The latter's back sweep couldn't be executed and was pressed down from mid-air, thudding onto the ground.

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Unless faced with a strong enemy or sudden danger, Chen Chuan wouldn't overlap his Second Self for long. He would only use it at the moment of striking, making it concealed, unexpected, and saving the overlapping time of Second Self.

Seeing Senior Yan's狼狈 (awkward) state on the ground, someone from below whistled, saying, "Old Yan underestimated his opponent. He didn't even do a test, not knowing the opponent's background, just acted recklessly, somewhat looking down on the opponent."

"Exactly, if it were a formal match, being pressed to the ground like this would mean it's over."

In fact, they were just talking. The boxing gym is a business that needs to attract attention, requiring both fighting skills and spectacle. Whoever goes up, if they don't show off in front of everyone, they would feel embarrassed to greet people.

After succeeding, Chen Chuan didn't continue but immediately stepped back.

This was a spar, not a death match, and it was on someone else's turf. Moreover, he still hoped to spar with the gym's coaches, so he had to leave some face.

Senior Yan quickly got up, showing no concern. Being hit in a ring fight is common; if one can't control their emotions, they shouldn't be on the stage.

However, he knew Chen Chuan had held back. He didn't need to thank him, because he knew the best way to reciprocate was to show his strength and also knock down his opponent once.

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