Chapter 28: How long will this situation last?

In the locker room, the atmosphere was much livelier than usual.

Many colleagues were surrounding Fang Cheng, talking and laughing loudly.

Chen Xiaohai was even gesturing wildly with his hands, vividly describing the previous testing scenario, as well as the various shocked expressions of the coaches and trainees.

It was as if he were the one undergoing the assessment on the field, and the one enjoying the crowd's awe and cheers.

Fang Cheng sat quietly in the crowd, wiping his wet hair with a towel.

The news had spread like wildfire.

The news that he wanted to become a sparring partner and had performed exceptionally well to pass the assessment.

It could be said that almost the entire staff of the club already knew.

Just now, when he finished his shower and returned to the locker room, two ladies from the marketing department had even gone out of their way to wave their fists at him and say, "Good luck!"

At this moment, the air was filled with noise; the locker room was as chaotic as a wet market.

Colleagues from other departments kept running over, looking at him as if he were a rare animal.

After all, transitioning from an ordinary club employee to a sparring partner and breaking the test record was truly an unprecedented first.

This left Fang Cheng somewhat speechless.

To be honest, he did not like the feeling of being excessively scrutinized.

At 1:00 PM, the lunch break ended.

The crowd gradually returned to their posts, leaving behind a moment of peace.

This was because the Sanda department had no scheduled classes until three o'clock in the afternoon, and a large group Karate class was scheduled to follow immediately after.

Fang Cheng followed Chen Xiaohai to Training Hall No. 2 to familiarize himself with the environment in advance.

Perhaps it was his previous stunning performance that left a deep impression on the trainees.

Seeing Fang Cheng approach, they were either whispering to one another or casting glances his way.

In particular, some professional fighters who were currently practicing their punches looked at Fang Cheng with exceptionally eager eyes.

It was as if they were saying, *This kid is good; if I want a sparring partner in the future, choosing him definitely won't go wrong.*

"If that's really what they think, then it's a good thing..."

Fang Cheng gave a slight, wry smile, secretly adjusting his mindset to adapt to his new identity.

Chen Xiaohai walked ahead, talking incessantly.

He was primarily introducing the fixed facilities in Hall No. 2 and the specific rules regarding the Karate dojo.

While speaking, his footsteps suddenly halted, and his gaze drifted toward the entrance.

"Ah Cheng, look, it's him!"

Hearing Chen Xiaohai's low exclamation, Fang Cheng immediately followed his gaze.

He saw a man walking toward them.

He had a thick, stocky build, a prominent bald head, a face full of fleshy features, and a gaze fixed straight ahead, looking quite fierce.

Behind him were two men in suits and ties, looking like assistants, helping to carry two heavy black outdoor training bags.

They clearly contained various specialized protective gear and fitness equipment.

"That's the Karate master from Japan, Goro Majima..."

Chen Xiaohai lowered his voice again.

Seeing the man approaching, he hurriedly stepped aside, as if avoiding a plague god.

The Japanese fighter didn't give either of them a second glance; his expression was cold, and he carried himself with great airs.

He walked straight to the center ring, changed into a black-belt gi in public, and began his training.

Chen Xiaohai had his own duties to attend to.

Fang Cheng simply stayed behind, watching the man's training with interest.

He saw the man first practice a set of expansive "Kata" as a warm-up.

It was equivalent to the routine demonstrations in traditional martial arts, containing various fixed attacking and defensive techniques.

With every punch and kick, he exhaled sharply; every movement of his hands and feet displayed a powerful, rigid strength.

After finishing the Kata, he moved on to physical training.

The main content was knuckle push-ups, 50 per set.

He completed a total of four sets, showing that his physical stamina was still very abundant.

Fang Cheng had not yet begun practicing advanced movements like finger push-ups.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but compare himself to the man.

After a continuous session of kicking and striking sandbags and breaking wooden boards with his palms, Goro Majima began sparring with a partner.

Fang Cheng stood to the side, watching intently.

This sparring partner was a new face.

He appeared to be a professional Karate practitioner who had just been recruited by the club.

Unlike a junior sparring partner like Fang Cheng, who mainly served as a "human punching bag," this man could provide high-level services, such as offensive and defensive drills for the employer.

His technical movements were overall quite beautiful, but his physical strength was insufficient.

In every confrontation, he was always the disadvantaged party, constantly being kicked away by Goro Majima or subjected to throwing techniques.

Fortunately, he was wearing a full set of protective gear; otherwise, he probably wouldn't have lasted even a few minutes.

Looking back at Goro Majima, his movements were ferocious and his expression was grim; he was practically a combat maniac.

Gradually, the sparring partner clearly ran out of stamina and raised his hand to signal a need for a break.

*Slap!*

Goro Majima ignored it completely, continuing to stride forward and suddenly grabbing the opponent's belt.

He actually lifted him high with both arms, attempting to execute a "waist-lock slam."

"Stop!"

Seeing such a dangerous move, Shen Haoming, who was watching closely, hurriedly shouted to call a halt.

He immediately lunged onto the ring, using a body collision and a clinch to interrupt the movement.

Impacted by the collision, Goro Majima's body swayed.

Although he dropped the person he was lifting, he reached back and clamped his arms around Shen Haoming's head and neck.

As he exerted force with his arms, his facial muscles contorted and his eyes turned bloodshot.

It was as if he held some deep-seated grudge against Shen Haoming and intended to use this "guillotine" move to strangle him to death.

Shen Haoming was gasping for air, desperately prying at Goro Majima's wrists and repeatedly punching his abdomen, but it seemed to have no effect at all.

"Is there something wrong with this guy's mental state?"

Standing below the ring watching, Fang Cheng frowned slightly, feeling somewhat surprised.

According to Chen Xiaohai, Goro Majima had participated in the KFC, but he had apparently been indefinitely suspended due to a failed drug test.

"I also think he's abnormal. If this guy had a wife, he would definitely be a domestic abuser!"

Just as he was thinking of someone, a voice suddenly rang out from beside him.

It turned out the group class over there had ended, and he finally had time to come closer to watch the drama.

"How is it? Scared? You can still back out now."

Chen Xiaohai looked at Fang Cheng with a hint of mischief.

Fang Cheng did not answer, but instead asked

"Between Coach Shen and Goro Majima, who is stronger?"

Chen Xiaohai jerked his chin: "See for yourself."

The chaotic brawl on the ring lasted for about ten seconds.

Finally, only after two assistants and another coach exerted all their strength was Goro Majima forced to let go.

He stood there dazed, panting heavily.

As for Coach Shen, he lay on the ring like a dead fish, eyes rolling back, nearly unconscious.

Fang Cheng shook his head and turned to ask Chen Xiaohai

"How long has Goro Majima been like this?"

"He's been like this since he arrived, but lately, it seems like his bouts of madness are becoming more frequent."

"Hey!"

A sudden roar interrupted the whispering between the two.

Fang Cheng looked up; the voice came from the ring.

Goro Majima was pointing a finger and glaring in their direction, shouting incoherently.

He looked like a wild beast that still possessed brute strength but had nowhere to vent it.

Fang Cheng did not understand Japanese.

Because of his work, Chen Xiaohai knew a few phrases, so he provided a rough explanation.

Someone had told Goro Majima that Fang Cheng was a new sparring partner, so Goro Majima was demanding that Fang Cheng get up there and spar with him immediately.

Fang Cheng was startled by this.

He was actually quite keen to exchange moves with this Japanese fighter to improve his skills and experience.

However, he had not yet signed a formal contract.

If something happened in the meantime, no one could be held responsible, so it was best not to act recklessly.

"Brother Hai, help me translate."

After considering for a moment, Fang Cheng asked Chen Xiaohai to pass on the message

"Tell him not to be in a hurry; his wish will be granted very soon."

After saying this, Fang Cheng lost interest in watching.

He turned and left Training Hall No. 2, completely ignoring the shouting behind him.

Chen Xiaohai was stunned, not knowing what it meant, but he translated it back exactly as said.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps between the skyscrapers, projecting onto the venue floor in bright, washed-out patches.

As Fang Cheng passed through, he looked up at the cityscape outside the window.

A pale blue light screen emerged in the air, making his eyes shine with extraordinary brilliance.