You Should Have Said So

Bang!

681kg.

Chen Chong retracted his fist and nodded slightly as he looked at the red digits on the display screen.

Having reached the Great Completion of Beam Setting and entered the realm, this was his current punching power.

It was far beyond the 500kg he had before the breakthrough. If one were to factor in the improvements in speed, reaction time, and other attributes, his strength was truly in a different "realm."

In reality, an ordinary fighter should only have a punching power between 500kg and 600kg immediately after breaking through.

However, Chen Chong had practiced his Breathing Method and Combat Drill to an exceptional degree. Coupled with the base physical enhancements brought about by activating his form twice, he already possessed 500kg of punching power before the breakthrough, and after it, he reached the terrifying figure of nearly 700kg.

And this was still not his full strength.

If he were to activate his Second Form and add the Devour ability from his first form, his combat power would be in no way inferior to those fighters who had delved deep into the first realm.

If he were to add another dose of Battle Angel on top of that...

Chen Chong reminisced about that unstoppable, wonderful sensation from back then.

"It's been several days, and this serum hasn't caused any side effects. The quality... the infirmary couldn't find any information on it either. It seems this isn't a product intended for the general public."

Chen Chong exhaled.

The benefits for employees of large companies were truly extraordinary.

And if the Battle Angel was this legitimate, he figured the bottle of A Series he had on him must also be the real deal.

His intuition told him that Xie Wushuang hadn't cheated him when she paid him, even though she had told him not to trust her so easily again.

Xie Wushuang.

Thinking of that dreamlike figure with the braided hair, Chen Chong lowered his eyelids and couldn't help but begin throwing rapid punches at the boxing machine.

After refreshing the data on this machine in the Exclusive Training Room to within a normal range, Chen Chong thought to himself:

"My current level is reaching the upper limit for the boxing machines here. Perhaps it really is time to sign a contract."

He actually intended to reveal the fact that he had broken through; after all, it wasn't something he could hide forever.

But the problem was that the industrial park had clearly become busy lately. He hadn't seen a single high-level executive, and he heard that the boxing ring at the bar had even been suspended.

Vehicles from the Security Department were coming and going all day, and people were frequently returning with injuries.

According to Wang Li, Thunder Dragon and the Skull Gang had already clashed fiercely twice at key industrial sites outside the town.

Why hadn't they sent him?

Chen Chong thought with regret.

Bang, bang—

Chen Chong's door was knocked open, and Wang Li poked his head in:

"Chen Chong, come quickly! Coach Yu is holding a large class, there are so many people today!"

"Hm?"

Chen Chong was somewhat surprised. Why did Yu Feng, whom he hadn't seen in a while, suddenly have the interest to teach a class?

But it worked out perfectly; he wanted to find him anyway.

A moment later.

Chen Chong arrived at the large training room. Seeing not only bar fighters but also people wearing Security Department uniforms, he became thoughtful.

Perhaps this was to deal with the recent situation?

Yu Feng saw him and nodded slightly:

"Come in, get into the ranks."

Chen Chong paused his steps:

"Coach Yu, I have something to discuss with you."

"Whatever it is, we'll talk after class."

Yu Feng waved his hand dismissively.

Yu Feng knew in his heart that he gave preferential treatment to Chen Chong, this excellent seedling.

But for various reasons, he didn't want others to notice.

This was better for everyone, and for Chen Chong himself.

However, this guy seemed to have realized it himself, yet he still insisted on a private chat in such a setting... Yu Feng's dark face showed no expression, but Chen Chong was quite familiar with him and vaguely sensed his displeasure, so he had no choice but to stand in the ranks first.

"According to the instructions of the General Manager, all combat personnel of Thunder Dragon who have not yet broken through are to strengthen their combat training. Today is the first lesson."

Yu Feng introduced the background and continued:

"However, combat is a practical skill; there isn't much to say about it. Let's find two people to spar first, and we will discuss as we go. Is there anyone who volunteers to come up?"

"Me! Coach Yu, let me do it."

A burly man in camouflage fatigues stepped forward and chuckled:

"I hear the fighters at the bar are all incredibly skilled, always bragging that one of you can take on two of us! I've been dying to see it for myself. It's a pity I don't qualify to go perform at the bar."

He swept his gaze toward the fighters, wearing a provocative expression.

He clicked his tongue, especially when his eyes landed on the female fighters:

"I've watched you lose in the ring. Your technique is decent, quite exciting, it's just a bit dark down there."

The fighters glared at the burly man, yet few dared to retort.

The bar fighters and the Security Department were the two main branches of Thunder Dragon's combat personnel. Friction between these two parallel groups was only natural.

The Security Department called the fighters monkeys in a cage, while the fighters claimed the Security Department guys only knew how to play with their pistols.

But these were just whispers behind backs; because the Security Department held such a high status, they were always the ones acting arrogant, and rarely did a fighter dare to resist.

After all, Security Department personnel could drink by the ringside during their time off, while fighters never had the chance to observe the Security Department's training. The status of those on the stage and those off it was inherently different.

Yu Feng frowned slightly at the sight.

He knew this burly man, Wang Dejiang, a deputy captain of the Security Department, who possessed great strength.

Most at the deputy captain level had already entered the realm, and those who hadn't were not far off, with punching power generally around 400kg; they didn't really need basic combat training anymore.

But the problem was that those who hadn't entered the realm were currently required to study at the Fighter Dormitory, per Long Zhibin's orders.

Already ranking low among the captains and having endured plenty of grievances, they were now forced to train alongside these bar fighters and ordinary members. The few deputy captains in the class were clearly unhappy, and Wang Dejiang was looking to vent.

In this situation, if the fighter stepping up was too weak, they would suffer, and it wouldn't be conducive to teaching.

Yu Feng's gaze swept over Li Jun, Pei Li, Peng Wei, and the others, feeling they were all a bit lacking compared to the Security Department's deputy captain. Finally, he locked his eyes on Chen Chong.

"Chen Chong, you come and spar a few rounds with Captain Wang."

Chen Chong raised an eyebrow and stepped forward:

"Coach Yu..."

"I already said, if you have something to say, say it after class. Didn't you hear me?"

Seeing Chen Chong's expression, Yu Feng cut him off directly, his dark face showing clear impatience.

Chen Chong was left speechless. He didn't want to shout "I've broken through" in front of everyone; he wanted to talk to Yu Feng privately, but in this situation...

"Yo, the fighter lost his script, so he's too scared to even get on the stage? Didn't you say one could take two? That shouldn't be right; the ring requires blood, too. I heard the bar has a 'scat' theme day—are you the guest performer for that day?"

Wang Dejiang crossed his arms and mocked him. The Security Department members who had gathered around burst into laughter, while the fighters' faces looked grim, even Li Jun's.

Chen Chong turned his head:

"Do you like to talk a lot?"

"What, you won't let me talk? Then show me some real skill! Don't just run to Coach Yu and call him daddy! Thunder Dragon is at a critical moment right now; if we have to rely on a bunch of soft-egg monkeys like you, then we're finished."

Wang Dejiang continued to taunt.

Chen Chong looked him up and down, then turned to Yu Feng:

"Are the rules the same as at the bar?"

Yu Feng's eyes flickered:

"No, no blood."

"Fine."

Chen Chong stood opposite Wang Dejiang.

Wang Dejiang sneered:

"You actually dare to get up here?"

"You talk too much crap."

Chen Chong said coldly.

Wang Dejiang's expression changed instantly.

As a member of the Security Department, and a deputy captain at that, he had never seen a fighter dare to speak to him like this.

He darkened his face and said:

"Such a foul mouth? Let's see if I don't squeeze the piss out of you in a minute!"

Yu Feng frowned, waved his hand, and said directly:

"Begin!"

Wang Dejiang immediately assumed a very standard military combat stance.

Chen Chong, however, didn't move much. He just stood there loosely and slowly raised one arm.

Then, he beckoned to the man opposite him.

This time, not only did the Security Department members on and off the stage change color, but Yu Feng's face also stiffened.

This was far too careless.

Although he felt Chen Chong could put up a fight against Wang Dejiang, he knew that a battle-hardened combatant was different from a ring fighter, and he didn't believe Chen Chong's odds of winning were even fifty percent.

This kid was getting a bit too cocky today. Yu Feng tightened his expression.

Pei Li and the others also frowned; for various reasons, they didn't want Chen Chong to lose, but they were deeply wary of the strength possessed by a deputy captain of the Security Department.

This guy, why is he being so careless? Who does it look good for if he loses?

Pei Li pursed her lips, lost in thought.

Only Wang Li kept clapping, cheering loudly for Chen Chong, as in his eyes, it was impossible for Chen Chong to lose.

Watching Chen Chong's gesture, Wang Dejiang's face darkened, and he spat:

"Quit your fucking posturing!"

He stepped forward and launched a high, stomping kick toward Chen Chong, intending to plant his boot right on his face!

The heavy military boot moved with ferocious momentum, appearing as a black shadow that reached Chen Chong in an instant!

Before the crowd could even gasp, they vaguely saw another shadow rise from below, striking Wang Dejiang's lower back with speed that defied the sequence of events.

It seemed to be Chen Chong's kick.

Wang Dejiang's foot was about to land when he suddenly felt a numbing pain in his lower back; his knees buckled, and he collapsed face-first onto the floor.

He felt an indescribable agony in his waist, his expression shifted violently, and his lips trembled twice before he finally couldn't hold back, feeling a sudden warmth in his lower body.

The crotch of his camouflage pants darkened, and a pungent, foul stench began to permeate the training room.

Chen Chong immediately covered his nose and took two steps back:

"Stinks like hell."

Not a single one of the watching students spoke; everyone wore a look of utter stupor, whether they were fighters or from the Security Department.

Wang Dejiang, a deputy captain of the Security Department, had actually been kicked into incontinence?

Yu Feng instantly dropped his crossed arms, his emotions clearly fluctuating:

"You've broken through?"

Only then did Chen Chong turn to look at him:

"Ah, that's right."

Yu Feng's expression shifted rapidly, his words caught in his throat, until he finally managed to choke out:

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"