Rebirth Daily Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 978: Calming Down the Anger
Dong Qingfeng has been practicing Sanda for more than a week and he has worked really hard.

In the morning, he invited poor female classmates who were part of the targeted assistance program to visit Yuzhou, took them to eat Yuzhou's specialty chain grilled fish at noon, sent them back to the girls' dormitory in the afternoon, then went straight home to catch up on their sleep before coming to the fighting gym to practice boxing.

After experiencing the hotel threat incident, Dong Qingfeng was extremely eager to become stronger.

"Thank you Coach Du." Dong Qingfeng said. He now really wanted to know the gap between himself and the strong ones.

Coach Du and Shang Zhengyu put on protective gear and stepped onto the stage.

Another coach in the fighting gym acted as the referee. The students who were originally hitting the sandbags came to join in the fun, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Shang Zhengyu had a cold expression on his face, while Coach Du had a tough demeanor.

The sparring was about to break out. Shang Zhengyu was very aggressive and attacked with padding steps. Coach Du put his hands in front of him to protect him.

Suddenly, Shang Zhengyu threw five or six punches in a row, two of which even hit Coach Du in the face.

However, Coach Du shook his head, grinned, and his steps were still nimble.

A student who has been training for half a year commented: "Our coach Du is really tough. When the opponent hits him, it's like tickling him."

The two men kicked each other tentatively. Shang Zhengyu suddenly kicked Coach Du's knee with his left leg, and then instantly kicked out with his right leg, kicking his head with such sharpness that even though Coach Du blocked it with his boxing gloves, his body was still kicked crooked.

Shang Zhengyu continued to move and performed the same kick as before, but unfortunately this time Coach Du dodged it.

Coach Du took advantage of the gap and threw several random punches, even hitting Shang Zhengyu in the kidney with a heavy punch, but Shang Zhengyu seemed to be fine.

"Shang has a good rhythm and strong leg skills."

"Coach Du's uppercuts can basically hit the head accurately. I feel like Brother Shang can't beat him."

"It's not a feeling, it's that we really can't beat them. Coach Du didn't take it seriously."

After playing for a few minutes, both sides ended in a draw.

Shang Zhengyu was leaning against the wall to rest, when a young woman in yoga pants walked up to him and started chatting with him while holding a Red Bull.

He is cold and handsome, thin but strong, and his strength is no less than that of the coach. He is very lethal to young women.

Shang Zhengyu took the Red Bull and chatted with the young woman, whose body was almost touching him.

The student who had been training for half a year said sourly: "She has a husband, aren't you afraid that he will find out and come to her house?"

Dong Qingfeng shook his head: "I can't beat him."

After watching the competition, he felt like he wanted to fight too, so he walked over and said, "Coach Du, can you play a game with me?"

Coach Du looked at him and smiled: "You need to practice for at least two months before you can fight in real combat, right?"

Coach Du once had a student, who was a very rich and powerful man. After studying for a month, the man wanted to have actual combat experience. Coach Du had no way of refusing, so he arranged a student who had trained for a year for him. As a result, the man, who was very successful outside, was beaten up by the student. The man lost face, his self-esteem was hurt, and he never came again.

So from now on, Coach Du will let the students practice more before actual combat, so as to avoid hurting their self-esteem.

Dong Qingfeng: "I just want to see how big the gap is between me and you top masters."

Coach Du waved his hands and said, "I'm not the best. In fact, to be honest, there are no top players in our country right now."

Dong Qingfeng was surprised: "What do you mean?"

While coaching Dong Qingfeng these days, Coach Du gradually got to know this kid's family background. His parents are both working people in the system and have close ties with the local big family.

He naturally gave advice: "According to my classification standards, the top players need to have won the UFC weight class championship or have the ability to win the championship. There are more than one billion people in our country, but there is not even one such player."

This was indeed the case in 2015, but it was not until four years later in 4 that Zhang Weili became the first UFC world champion from China and even in Asia.

"Then there is the first tier, which consists of players who have the strength to challenge the champion or former champion, but are not strong enough to threaten the current champion. There are very few players of this level..."

"Then there is the second tier, which enters the heavyweight division and gets ranked... The third tier is those who have fought in the UFC for many years but have difficulty getting ranked... The fourth tier is those who are always victorious in domestic competitions, but have mostly lost in the UFC... And there is the fifth tier, which cannot enter the UFC and cannot be the top in the country..."

Dong Qingfeng had never been exposed to fighting before, and when he heard Coach Du say this, he suddenly felt like a mayfly seeing the sky.

"What about you, Coach Du? Which tier are you in?" he couldn't help but ask.

Coach Du smiled bitterly: "Seventh gear."

Dong Qingfeng was stunned, no way???

In his eyes, Coach Du is already very strong.

Coach Du said: "This line of work requires a lot of talent. For example, Mr. Shang, if he trains well, he will definitely be much better than me."

At this time, the young yoga woman had already added WeChat and left. Shang Zhengyu heard this and said, "I almost became a professional player at that time."

Coach Du said with a smile and an envious tone: "You are much better than playing professionally now. The game you made is really fun!"

"It's fun but useless. People call it a garbage mobile game every day." Shang Zhengyu said.

Dong Qingfeng thought for a few seconds after hearing this. He was a veteran single-player game player, and suddenly suggested: "Since you have a basic knowledge of Sanda, maybe you can use motion capture technology to make a martial arts action game."

After hearing this, Shang Zhengyu was stunned and thought carefully for a few seconds. He has an excellent business sense, otherwise it would be impossible for him to create a game with a first-month revenue of over 10 million and a highest monthly revenue of over 100 million last year.

A few years ago, he went to the island country and met many excellent game producers such as Hideo Kojima, but unfortunately they were unwilling to cooperate.

"It's hard to make money from martial arts action games, but you can earn a good reputation."

Shang Zhengyu smiled and said, "You like playing games too?"

Dong Qingfeng: "I am a player on all platforms. I play on Nintendo, PS, and Xbox."

Shang Zhengyu chatted with him for a few minutes and they found some common topics.

Dong Qingfeng said: "Brother Shang, your surname is quite rare. There is a little girl in our class with the same surname as you."

Shang Zhengyu's heart skipped a beat: "Which middle school are you from?"

"Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School." Dong Qingfeng was quite proud when talking about his alma mater. Now No. 4 Middle School is no longer what it used to be and is now in its heyday.

Talking about the girl, Dong Qingfeng said: "That girl is quite honest. She is like a transparent person in our class. She has beautiful eyes, like a little deer, and she is so cute when she dodges."

Shang Zhengyu silently clenched his fists. He was almost certain, but he still did not move.

Dong Qingfeng thought that seeing as Brother Shang had just given a gift to the young woman, he must be a romantic man.

Aren’t these friends of the same kind?

He said: "I saw she was skinny and pitiful, so I brought her some breakfast. Unfortunately, I was too busy at that time. I had appointments with several female classmates, otherwise I would definitely be more patient."

Shang Zhengyu was furious: "What the hell are you?"

But this time he restrained himself.

Shang Zhengyu stared at him and suddenly said, "Don't you want to have a try? Play with me?"

Coach Du smiled and said, "Qingfeng, Mr. Shang is very strong and is on the threshold of a career."

Dong Qingfeng thought about it and decided that the stronger the opponent, the better!

He said, "Coach Du, if I fight you, you will definitely hold back, but if I fight Brother Shang, he will definitely let me see the difference in strength."

Dong Qingfeng couldn't wait to put on his boxing gloves and shin guards.

The two stood on the ring, and Dong Qingfeng said, "Brother Shang, don't hold back!"

Shang Zhengyu suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will do my best."

Coach Du praised: "Qingfeng has good talent and is a good seedling."

Then, the competition was announced to begin.

It was Dong Qingfeng’s first time to have an actual fight. He did it in a very professional manner, placing his fists in front of him and shaking his shoulders slightly.

Shang Zhengyu did not move at all.

Dong Qingfeng thought to himself: 'Maybe he was careless and was defeated by me, which confirmed my status as a genius?'

'Fuck you, good seedling!'

Shang Zhengyu kicked out with a fierce kick, hitting Dong Qingfeng's calf protector hard. The powerful force knocked Dong Qingfeng's legs into the air and he fell heavily to the ground.

Dong Qingfeng felt numb at first, then grimaced in pain.

Coach Du was stunned. Did he not hold back at all?

Shang Zhengyu looked down at Dong Qingfeng on the ground and shook his head: "You are still far from it, and your talent is average."

This is so hurtful.

Dong Qingfeng was instantly furious, and he stood up with all his strength: "Come again!"

This time he took the initiative to attack, even forgetting the boxing techniques he had learned, and swung his turtle fist towards Shang Zhengyu.

Shang Zhengyu has been practicing boxing for many years, and distance control and defensive skills are engraved in his DNA. He took two steps back, found the opportunity, and hit Dong Qingfeng's chin accurately with a punch.

"Buzz!" Dong Qingfeng fell down.

Shang Zhengyu finally felt relieved.

Beating ordinary people professionally is just like beating a child. Even a strong man weighing more than 200 pounds will fall down if hit on the chin with a punch.

Coach Du quickly ran over and helped Dong Qingfeng up.

Shang Zhengyu said disdainfully: "I'm sure you really have no talent."

Dong Qingfeng struggled and said, "Coach, help me up!"

……

Dusk.

Dong Qingfeng, with a bruised face and nose, appeared at the entrance of Class 8. Cui Yu and the others, who were watching the game in a civilized manner, were shocked when they saw him: "Qingfeng, you flirt with girls too much, did you get beaten by someone else's boyfriend?"

You have to know that Dong Qingfeng used to be very elegant.

Dong Qingfeng's face turned green: "I fell while walking."

Afterwards, he walked straight into the classroom and wanted to talk to Meng Ziyun, but Meng Ziyun was not there.

Dong Qingfeng was in a very bad mood. He randomly picked a classmate and asked, "Hello, have you seen Meng Ziyun?"

The man just looked at him coldly and continued to read.

Only then did Dong Qingfeng realize that he had chosen Cao Kun unintentionally.

Perhaps he was too frustrated and angry after being beaten by Shang Zhengyu.

Perhaps it was because Meng Ziyun had once spoken of Cao Kun's many shortcomings, such as his arrogance and pride in front of him, that he had a very bad impression of Cao Kun.

Dong Qingfeng suddenly patted Cao Kun on the shoulder and asked, "Brother, are you very unhappy recently?"

Cao Kun: "Don't touch me!"

Having your female companion taken away by someone else is something that is extremely damaging to a man's self-esteem. In serious cases, it can even lead to lifelong suspicion of the opposite sex, so Cao Kun was also in a bad mood.

Dong Qingfeng asked: "What happened to you?"

Cao Kun: "I don't want to talk nonsense with you, can you just shut up?"

Dong Qingfeng: "You have changed. I found that since Meng Ziyun and I have been together, you have become less fond of smiling."

Cao Kun wanted to punch Dong Qingfeng in the face again!
Dong Qingfeng turned and left, and the depression in his heart finally dissipated by half.

Hate Cui Yu, understand Cui Yu!
……

on the balcony.

Cui Yu, Guo Kunnan and others are watching the game.

Yun Tingting is even more beautiful today. She is wearing tight sportswear and waving a red racket, which makes people on the second, third and fourth floors feel craving for peaches.

Cui Yu called his friends and planned: "Let's all shout 'Yun Tingting, I love you' together!"

Such a plan aroused the hormones of the male students. Principal Liu and his men readily agreed and were eager to try it out.

"3, 2, 1!"

A shout rang out: "Yun Tingting!"

The numerous shouts mixed together, so loud and overwhelming that Yun Tingting downstairs looked up, and the male classmates upstairs took a glimpse and could even catch a glimpse of a faint milky white.

Guo Kunnan thought that he also wanted to go crazy because there were so many people around, so he mixed in the crowd, raised his right hand high, and shouted: "I love you, I love you!"

After shouting, I found that he was the only one shouting "I love you", while others only shouted their names.

Guo Kunnan was embarrassed: "You guys..."

Shi Qianjin from Class 9 looked at him as if he were a clown, and laughed at him without hiding his laughter: "You're killing me with laughter!"

Guo Kunnan's face turned from blue to red.

Unexpectedly, Yun Tingting downstairs suddenly laughed and responded loudly: "Since you love me so much, then come down and play badminton with me!"

Everyone was shocked.

Guo Kunnan was ecstatic: "I'll be right there!"

He ran downstairs quickly and started playing badminton with Yun Tingting in public.

At this moment, Guo Kunnan reached the peak of his life.

Well, now Shi Qianjin, who likes to laugh at others, has become a clown. Shi Qianjin is unwilling to accept this. He stands on the balcony and shouts, "Yun Tingting, I love you!"

"I love you! I love you the most! No one loves you more than me!" His tone gradually became more and more crazy!

Gao Heshuai, the head teacher of Class 9, was walking up the stairs. When he heard this, he saw Guo Kunnan playing badminton with Yun Tingting downstairs.

He grabbed Shi Qianjin's neck and said, "I'm having fun, why are you yelling?"

Shi Qianjin was angry: "Why can't I scream? Ask the teacher if he will do anything about it?"

He turned his head and found that it was really the teacher.

Shi Qianjin was taken away by Gao Heshuai and criticized.

At this moment, even the serious Shen Xinli couldn't help but smile.

It's been a long time since I've seen this smile.

Dong Qingfeng was at the front door of Class 8. He saw Shen Xinli's smile and remembered that this kid used to like bullying Liang Sheng. Dong Qingfeng suddenly became bolder.

"What are you laughing at? There were more people doing artificial respiration during the physical education class that day!"

Shen Xinli's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Dong Qingfeng coughed twice and smiled to comfort her: "But don't worry, Pang Jiao will be someone else's legitimate wife in the future, and you are just a mistake she made when she was young."

Shen Xinli returned to the classroom.

All the depression in Dong Qingfeng's heart was gone, and he was revived with full health.

Duan Shigang was very satisfied with Dong Qingfeng's demeanor. He came over and said, "Qingfeng, what's wrong?"

Dong Qingfeng made an excuse: "I fell accidentally."

Duan Shigang understood the dignity of a man. Although he was a veteran on the battlefield for a long time, he did not expose it. He now knew the importance of personal connections.

He took out a jar the size of a ping-pong ball and generously said, "Pain-relieving ointment for bruises and sprains. Just apply it and it will be fine!"

Dong Qingfeng looked suspicious.

Duan Shigang said sternly: "You can doubt my academic performance, but you can't doubt my experience of being beaten!"

Dong Qingfeng opened the lid doubtfully and applied some ointment on his face. He immediately felt a cool sensation and the pain was greatly relieved.

Dong Qingfeng was grateful and couldn't help but think of Duan Shigang's words.

He said solemnly: "Duan Shigang, didn't you say that you were often beaten? Next time I will ask you to practice boxing, and when you become stronger, you won't be beaten again."

Duan Shigang: "Brother, you are so loyal!"

(End of this chapter)