Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams-Chapter 46 Heavenly Flame Red Tiger Style

"My name is Cao Tong, and from today onwards, I will be your Martial Arts Coach."

"First, let’s talk about the rules. Those who join the Core Class must be present at nine in the morning and can leave only after practice, at three in the afternoon."

"The Martial Arts Hall provides the midday meal, and you may come to me with any questions at any time."

Inside the practice room, with its wooden floorboards, the nearly one-meter-ninety tall Cao Tong stood at the center of the open space, dressed in a dark grey Martial Arts Uniform, looking like a small mountain, exerting a tremendous pressure.

From their entrance to this moment, merely a minute had passed.

His gaze was intense, without making deliberate small talk with Chen Feng or being polite with anyone.

He simply ordered everyone to gather and stand in formation, his voice echoing like a bell as he continued, "The Martial Arts Hall has put great effort into training you all, not for anything else."

"Only to carry on and spread the glory of our Yanwu Gym’s Martial Arts school!"

His robust voice resonated, many young students felt their faces flush with excitement, slightly agitated.

He then made sure not to disappoint them.

Cao Tong raised his hand in a stopping motion, quieting the low murmurs.

His gaze swept over everyone, exchanging a look with Chen Feng during the process, and paid attention to a few other promising students.

Slowly, his imposing manner began to rise, as he shifted his weight downward and his fingers curled into claws.

His spine tensed, his elbows slightly bent, arms hanging down crossed.

In the blink of an eye, it was as though the world before them had transformed.

Chen Feng’s pupils contracted, as though he saw a fierce tiger awakening.

"Heavenly Flame Red Tiger Style!"

"Remember, this is the Martial Arts Sect of our Yanwu Gym!"

"It can break you from mediocrity, achieving a realm that is beyond human—this is our Martial Arts heritage!"

The authoritative voice continued to resound, like a fierce tiger roaring in one’s ear.

Under the immense pressure, Cao Tong’s body moved, his robust legs stomping on the floor, causing the wooden boards to squeak as if they were unable to bear the weight.

Immediately after, his hands clenched into fists, knees slightly bent, thigh muscles taut.

In the next second, he demonstrated one of the most fundamental standing postures.

"Flame Tiger Stance!"

"Also known as the Flame Tiger Fist, combining movement and stillness, suitable for both practice and combat."

"This is one of the foundational heritages of my Heavenly Flame Red Tiger Style, comprising eleven moves."

"Paired with the Tiger Form Visualization Diagram, it can temper your bodies, activating all muscles, bones, and internal organs...."

His rolling voice continued, and Chen Feng quickly noticed Cao Tong’s body change posture: chest hollowing, back stretching, shoulders sinking, elbows dropping.

Eleven moves came in succession, and for a moment, it was as if a real Red Flames tiger appeared before his eyes.

At times it looked majestic and imposing, lying coiled and glaring fiercely; at other moments, it pounced and leaped over gorges, shaking the mountains.

Until the end, Cao Tong released his standing stance and slowly walked to the wall of the practice room.

A round axis wrapped in canvas was placed at the top, with a red rope hanging down vertically.

Whoosh!

As he reached up and pulled down, the axis rotated, and the canvas slid off.

In the blink of an eye, everything before Chen Feng’s eyes dissipated, leaving only the pattern on the painting.

A huge fierce tiger, body covered in dazzling patterns, enshrouded by red flames.

The black king character on its forehead was majestically exposed, vertical pupils looking down, claws sharp as blades, feet stepping on Red Flames.

Imposing and domineering.

Such an image etched in his mind, as waves of aura swept over him, Chen Feng felt his mind and spirit shaken.

"This is our Yanwu Gym’s Pile work visualization, the Red Tiger Flying Sky Map."

"During daily standing and Practicing Boxing, maintain tranquility at your spiritual platform, visualizing the Red Tiger."

"This can activate blood and Qi, temper the flesh, muscles, bones, and internal organs, as well as nurture punch strength, encompassing form and intent, as fierce as a tiger."

When his voice fell, the expression of the audience varied.

Some were excited, while others took the chance to ask questions.

"Coach Cao, does the Flame Tiger Stance have distinctions in realm? What peculiar characteristics does it have in advanced stages?"

"Well asked!"

Cao Tong’s expression was calm, his thick lips buzzing as he replied: "After Entry-level, the Flame Tiger Stance has three realms: Tiger Form, Tiger Roar, and Tiger Stance."

"Once you enter the Tiger Form, you resemble a fierce tiger, which can exercise the skin and flesh, strengthening the physique."

"Breaking through the Tiger Roar Realm allows you to strengthen the muscles and bones, and harness the roar of the tiger to intimidate enemies!"

"As for the later Tiger Stance..."

He paused, then quickly had someone bring over a punching bag.

Weighing a full hundred kilograms, its placement on the floor even caused it to vibrate slightly.

"Watch closely!"

With a shift in his aura, Cao Tong suddenly struck with a Bombardment Punch.

Roar!!

The punch erupted with force, and a sound akin to a tiger’s roar surged forth.

In a daze, he seemed to truly become the Flying Red Tiger, his fist bombarding the sandbag with force.

Boom!!!

A muffled explosion.

Everyone stared in disbelief, as they watched the sandbag burst open, its sand and gravel scattering in all directions, covering the floor.

"This...."

The crowd was in shock, and Chen Feng’s pupils contracted as well.

Breaking a sandbag is many times harder than just sending it flying.

For a while, everyone’s emotions remained unsettled as they looked at the tattered sandbag shell and the circle of gravel around it.

"This is the realm of the Tiger Stance...."

"The ability to internally cultivate the viscera and inherently possess power."

Slowly retracting his fist, Cao Tong’s imposing aura gradually dissipated.

"Have you all remembered it?"

At the sound of his voice, everyone nodded eagerly, the shock remaining in their eyes.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Cao Tong’s mouth subtly curled up, seemingly very satisfied.

"Alright, it’s useless to tell you so much."

"It’s still too early for you, hurry up and practice boxing..."

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

Those who could enter the Core Class all possessed extraordinary confidence.

At this moment, looking at them, all of them sparkled with excitement, firmly believing it won’t be long before they master the school and become invincible in Nanjiang.

Cao Tong also read their thoughts through their expressions, silently shaking his head without bursting their bubble.

"Better not to discourage them."

"Practice for a few days, and these youngsters will naturally realize the difficulty."

Thinking to himself, Cao Tong quickly demonstrated the Flame Tiger Stance again, indicating for the students to practice along.

"Tiger Form, Tiger Roar, Tiger Stance...."

Following the standing, a flash of brightness swiftly passed through Chen Feng’s eyes.

Obviously, when compared to this Martial Arts Sect, referring to Sandboxing as merely basic would not be an exaggeration.

Thinking this, Chen Feng immediately suppressed his anticipation, calmed his mind, and stood in a horse stance, adopting the Pile Skills posture.

The visualization of the Red Tiger Flying Sky Map vaguely emerged in his mind, but he always felt there was something missing, about to dissipate.

"Coach Cao, why does the Visualization Diagram scatter from my mind whenever I move my hands and feet?"

Another student by his side asked.

Upon hearing this, a number of others chimed in.

"If your heart isn’t calm, it’s naturally difficult to immerse in visualization!"

"The more impatient you are, the harder it becomes..."

After making a few comments, Cao Tong instructed them to reflect and maintain a calm heart.

Pile work visualization is indeed not easy; if it were that simple, there wouldn’t be such a rigorous selection process.

With this thought, his eyes flickered as he looked towards a few promising students in the field.

"Pei Yue’s comprehension is indeed good, truly worthy of being a genius recommended by Senior Brother Zhao, his visualization came together so quickly."

"Oh? Wu Tian, this youngster... last time I saw he was only Amateur Eighth Rank, yet now he has already mastered the Tiger Form Realm."

"Senior Sister Wu is really something, she must have transmitted her skills early on, right?"

With his gaze sweeping around, Cao Tong occasionally nodded or shook his head.

Privately transmitting skills is a matter that can be taken lightly or seriously, but thinking of Senior Sister Wu’s status, he refrained from saying too much.

Then he continued to observe the other students.

He saw Lin Hao and a few others who paid a high price to join the Core Class.

With a flicker in his eyes, seeing their awkward postures, he planned to give them some guidance later.

After all, they had spent a lot of money; if they didn’t learn anything at all, it could damage the institution’s reputation and affect future recruitments.

"But that kid... not sure if he’s up for it."

Contemplating, Cao Tong glanced at Chen Feng, who was next to Lin Hao, almost instinctively.

He had some expectations for Chen Feng after witnessing his assessments.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have personally reached out to the Martial Arts Hall internally to have him placed under his tutelage in the Core Class.

Then, he turned his gaze back.

He saw Chen Feng standing in place, his Pile Skills and boxing poses quite standard.

Yet, Cao Tong could tell at a glance that he had not grasped the essence of visualization, his movements somewhat stiff.

"Failed to visualize successfully?"

Frowning slightly, Cao Tong felt something was amiss.

Shouldn’t it be a Martial Arts awakening?

Confusion arose in his eyes, could it be he was mistaken?