About ten minutes later, Hu Qi arrived at his destination.
This was a busy intersection with a high volume of foot traffic.
Red Scale Fighting Club.
The sign had a black background with red characters, seven words written in a flowing Dragon and Phoenix style.
Hu Qi parked his car and, as he approached, saw a huge colorful recruitment advertisement posted on a wall to one side.
He scanned it and saw phrases like 'During Summer Vacation', 'Huge Discounts', 'Fighting Technique', 'Strengthen Body', and 'Sign up together, second person half price'.
At the entrance, he occasionally saw groups of two or three students, arm in arm, wearing black martial arts uniforms with red scale patterns embroidered on the back, walking past him, chatting and laughing as they entered.
Hu Qi paused at the entrance before walking straight through the door.
The moment he entered, a cool breeze enveloped him.
The previous heat was instantly isolated outside the door, as if a soft silk had brushed his skin, causing his pores to relax.
At this moment, in the lobby, the central air conditioning above was emitting white cold air.
The lobby was spacious, with some gold medals, group photos, and various competition certificates displayed in a glass cabinet on the left.
The right wall featured a drawing of a muscular, broad-shouldered, and slender-waisted fighting man wearing a red mask.
Just looking at it, a fierce aura emanated from it.
Hu Qi merely glanced at it before heading straight to the counter.
"Welcome, sir, how may I help you?"
Inside the front desk, a round-faced girl in her twenties with a high ponytail and black-rimmed glasses was sitting, looking down and fiddling with something.
Hearing the movement, she looked up and saw Hu Qi walking in.
Immediately, a professional smile appeared on her face as she asked.
Her friendly smile, combined with her slightly baby-faced, cute appearance, easily made people feel good.
Hu Qi stated his purpose for coming.
For such situations, the round-faced girl was clearly experienced and immediately recommended several packages to Hu Qi.
"All the coaches at our club are at least Silver Fist Level certified experts, ensuring that all students who come here learn genuine Fighting Technique."
"And now it's the summer promotion, with huge discounts. If you're interested, sir, we'll give you three free trial lessons. You can try them out first, and it's not too late to subscribe if you like it."
Hearing this, Hu Qi's expression subtly changed.
Over the past two days, through his research, he had also learned about the Xi Ya Federation's official classification of fighting.
It was divided into four Ranks and twelve stages in total. From lowest to highest, they were: Preliminary Rank, Bronze Fist Rank, Silver Fist Rank, and Golden Fist Rank.
Each Rank was further subdivided into stages 1 to 3.
The strength of each stage varied.
However, those were not intuitive enough; the most obvious indicator was the single-arm striking power at each Rank.
Preliminary Rank (Stages 1-3).
Power was 60, 70, 80kg.
There was a 10kg difference between each stage.
This Rank could be called amateur.
Bronze Fist Rank (Stages 1-3).
Power was 90kg, 110kg, 130kg.
There was a 20kg difference between each stage.
This was considered professional, capable of obtaining official certificates issued by the Federation.
Silver Fist Rank (Stages 1-3).
Power was 150kg, 180kg, 210kg.
There was a 30kg difference between each stage.
This was the true professional Rank; no matter where you were, you could be considered a true expert.
Golden Fist Rank (Stages 1-3).
Power was 240kg, 290kg, 340kg respectively.
This stage was the most exaggerated, with a 50kg difference per stage. This was the true Boxing Champion Rank.
Only true fighting masters could possibly achieve this.
If what the other party said was true, then this club definitely possessed considerable strength.
Of course, Hu Qi didn't entirely believe it.
After all, he had experienced countless similar sales pitches in his previous life.
The most famous one was: "Want to know about swimming and fitness? All the members are girls..."
The result was that after going in, there were indeed beautiful women.
However, those were all part of the 'atmosphere team' hired by the boss.
They usually just came to exercise occasionally, show their faces, shoot videos, and do some promotion.
Half a month later, they would completely disappear, leaving a group of big men staring at each other.
"Then please help me book a trial lesson first," Hu Qi said with a smile, having made his decision.
"Okay, there's a new student trial lesson tomorrow, so you can come then," the round-faced girl replied with a smile.
...
"Hello everyone, I am Chen Wu, you can call me Coach Chen. I will be teaching you Fighting Technique for the next three lessons. I hope you all gain something from it."
In the spacious, brightly lit, clean, and tidy area, the orange-yellow floor glowed with a soft halo under the lights.
A burly middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a black and red martial arts uniform, stood at the front.
Notably, there was a small scar on the right side of his face, adding a fierce aura to his otherwise simple appearance.
His voice was loud, allowing all twenty-plus people below to hear him clearly.
Hu Qi was naturally among the crowd, but due to his height, he stood relatively towards the back.
Around him were young people, mostly males, with only a few females.
This was normal; after all, fighting was too violent and prone to injury.
Girls with this time and money might as well learn dance, which had better body-sculpting effects.
Chen Wu's gaze swept over everyone.
"Before we begin, I have a question, and I want to see your answers!"
"In your opinion, what is fighting?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately raised their hand; it was a clean-cut youth, looking no older than eighteen or nineteen.
After receiving a nod from Chen Wu, he immediately spoke.
"Fighting can make our bodies stronger, so we can better protect ourselves when facing danger."
"You're right. What's your name?"
Chen Wu nodded.
"My name is Song Jian, Coach!"
The youth, Song Jian, seeing Chen Wu ask his name, seemed very happy and immediately answered loudly.
"Hmm, what Song Jian said is correct, but it's only a part of it, not the whole picture."
Chen Wu said in a deep voice.
"The specific origin of fighting can be traced back thousands of years ago, to the era of eating raw meat and blood, and slash-and-burn cultivation.
Fighting Technique was a skill created by our ancestors in battles with wild beasts, and after a long period of continuous evolution, it became the Fighting Technique we see today.
But no matter what, its ultimate purpose when created was for survival and killing enemies!"
As his voice fell, his gaze once again swept over everyone present, making eye contact with them.
Everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of pressure, and their breathing slowed down slightly.
Seeing this, the serious expression on his face dissolved, replaced by a faint smile.
"Of course, what I'm saying is not for everyone to bully the weak after learning Fighting Technique; it's just a simple introduction to the meaning of Fighting Technique.
After all, no matter how good your kung fu is, you're still afraid of a kitchen knife, aren't you? Don't use the Fighting Technique I teach you to cause trouble and then blame me for it."
After Chen Wu said this, everyone immediately laughed.
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