Coach and Restlessness

Coach and Restlessness

"Interesting."

Chen Sheng looked at the phone number in his palm and couldn't help clicking his tongue in wonder.

The young girl he had happened to meet while doing a good deed a few days ago was actually from the Martial Security Bureau.

Was it fate, or just some melodramatic coincidence? Still, the number was useless to him.

After all, if anything really came up, Chen Sheng could just contact Li Chenghu directly.

After returning home,

Chen Sheng did not rush to wash up or change clothes.

He went to the balcony and slowly closed his eyes.

Feeling the faint chill in the air, he took a deep breath.

"Phew—"

In the cool weather, a stream of white mist spilled from Chen Sheng's mouth, not dispersing until it had traveled two meters.

Even now,

what he had experienced yesterday still felt like a dream.

But Chen Sheng knew it had truly happened.

Because

he could sense the change in his state of mind.

Chen Sheng slowly opened his eyes.

With a calm expression, he looked at the crowd moving below.

After killing the Pig-face Man last night, that strange feeling had surfaced again.

Now,

he finally understood what that strange emotion was.

A sense of superiority.

A sense of superiority over living beings.

In the past, the people below were simply people to Chen Sheng.

But now, they seemed more like... the masses.

And he was an existence above them.

Chen Sheng did not know why he felt this sense of superiority.

That was also why he had asked Shen Ziming that question last night.

"What can be done, and what cannot."

"Who should be killed, and who should not."

"How exactly you do it is up to you."

Slap! Remembering Shen Ziming's words, Chen Sheng shook his head and raised both hands, smacking his face hard.

Only then did that inexplicable sense of superiority fade away.

"I'm not a killer. I'm not a killer."

"I'm a good person. I'm a good person."

As if hypnotizing himself, Chen Sheng muttered under his breath as he walked back inside.

However,

the Pig-face Man's eyes before his death kept flashing through his mind.

That look, along with his own calmness at the time, echoed endlessly in his head.

It left a heavy feeling in his heart.

But Chen Sheng did not dwell on it any longer. After quickly washing up, changing clothes, and eating, he put on his Weighted Gear and headed downstairs.

"Time to train."

"People can't stay idle. When they do, they start overthinking."

Remembering his parents' teachings from childhood, Chen Sheng seemed a little impatient.

So,

without even warming up, he broke into a run toward the Martial Security Bureau.

Last night, Li Chenghu had already sent the location to his phone.

The route was about thirteen kilometers from Chen Sheng's home.

For him now, even with fifty kilograms of weight on him, it was no big deal.

Half an hour later, Chen Sheng successfully arrived at the entrance of the Martial Security Bureau.

To keep himself from overthinking, he had deliberately increased his pace today.

He called up the panel.

Chen Sheng

Strength: 2.49

Agility: 2.01

Constitution: 2.76

This run had raised Chen Sheng's Constitution by 0.09, while the other two attributes had each risen by 0.02.

His Agility had also successfully broken past the two-point mark.

Putting away the panel, Chen Sheng craned his neck to look inside the Martial Security Bureau.

It looked no different from an ordinary police station, except that it occupied a larger area.

After observing for a moment, he took out his phone and informed Li Chenghu that he had arrived. ... Inside the Martial Security Bureau, training ground.

The training ground was not large, only fifty square meters. Aside from simple tables and chairs for resting, as well as lockers, there was nothing else.

"Reporting, Captain Li!"

"I think that instead of learning martial arts here, we should be spending our time on more meaningful things."

Li Chenghu stood in the center.

Before him stood two rows of four newly recruited Martial Security Bureau members in plain clothes.

The one speaking was a buzz-cut young man standing in the back row.

His skin was wheat-colored. He wore a white T-shirt and camouflage military pants.

He looked extremely serious as he spoke, as if he truly believed what he was saying.

The people around him also showed expressions of deep agreement.

They simply could not understand why Li Chenghu, their captain, was wasting their time making them practice martial arts after they had joined the Martial Security Bureau.

There was no denying that martial arts were powerful.

Among Qi Sense Users, those who practiced martial arts were somewhat stronger in combat than people with the same physical qualities.

But the key was,

martial arts took a long time to learn and required a high investment.

With that time, they might as well develop their bodies further and raise their physical strength to another level.

After all,

techniques could only serve as support.

What truly determined a Qi Sense User's combat strength was physical strength.

Among the eight people, only one did not agree with the buzz-cut young man.

It was Xu Rou.

Standing amid the crowd, the petite girl was particularly conspicuous with her eager expression.

"Cut the nonsense!"

"Look at how restless and impatient you all are. Even if you joined an operation, you'd only hold everyone back!"

Faced with their doubts, Li Chenghu barked coldly, with no intention of explaining.

"If I tell you to train, then train!"

"Anyone still dissatisfied, step forward and fight me one-on-one!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

Swish! Every new Martial Security Bureau recruit took a step back in unison.

On their first day reporting in, Li Chenghu had already fought them.

No one wanted to get beaten up for no reason.

The buzz-cut young man who had called out also lowered his head slightly, not daring to meet Li Chenghu's gaze.

Seeing this,

Li Chenghu snorted coldly.

He took out his phone and glanced at it.

"Your coach will be here soon."

"If anyone is still dissatisfied, you can bring it up with your coach then."

"If any of you can beat him and gain his approval, I'll allow you not to practice martial arts."

The moment those words came out, nearly everyone's eyes lit up at once.

The corner of Li Chenghu's mouth instinctively curled upward, but he quickly suppressed it.

After saying that,

without waiting for the recruits to react, he turned and left the training ground.

"Captain Li, are you planning to get Chen killed?"

The moment he stepped outside, a voice came from behind Li Chenghu.

He turned around.

The speaker was Brother Qiang, whom Chen Sheng had not seen for a long time.

He frowned at Li Chenghu, unable to understand why the other man was doing this.

"From the time Chen started practicing the San Ti Stance until now, it hasn't even been a full week."

"And didn't you say his talent for sensing qi wasn't that great?"

Brother Qiang pointed toward the room.

"The weakest ones in there are all Rank Ten, and there are even two Rank Eights."

The Martial Security Bureau still used the Martial Arts Association's ranking system for strength.

However,

they did not distinguish between Bright Force, Hidden Force, and Transforming Force. Instead, they had a detailed process for testing physical qualities.

Everyone who could enter the Martial Security Bureau was a Qi Sense User, and one who had been awakened for some time at that.

Based on Brother Qiang's understanding of Chen Sheng, it would already be impressive if he could beat one of the weakest among them.

Not to mention the others.

"What the hell do you know?"

Li Chenghu snapped at Brother Qiang, a mysterious smile appearing on his face.

"If you're worried, you can stay and watch."

"If there's any real danger, you can step in and stop them."

"Enough nonsense. I'm going to the entrance to bring him in."

Li Chenghu waved his hand and headed straight toward the main entrance.

He had his own reasons for bringing it up in the training ground.

If he wanted these recruits to quickly experience the appeal of martial arts, fighting a match was the simplest way.

Otherwise,

if they were unwilling and he forced them to learn, it would only waste time.

Most importantly, Li Chenghu had confidence in Chen Sheng.

He believed his disciple

would definitely help him temper these recruits' attitudes.