That day, at one o'clock in the afternoon.
After lunch, Chen Feng took a brief rest to aid his digestion before grabbing his boxing practice clothes and leaving the house.
Proficient in Sanda, master of Judo.
Punching power exceeding 130kg.
Unconsciously, he had already attained the strength of an Amateur Eighth Rank.
Gradually, he was feeling more confident.
"The assessment is tomorrow."
"Going to the Martial Arts Hall today would be a good chance to gauge the others' levels."
With this thought, Chen Feng was confident in his ability to claim the top spot, but he still wanted to be cautious.
Tap tap!
With steady steps, he exited the residential complex via the pedestrian stairway.
Rows of wholesale fruit stalls appeared before him, watermelons, bananas, grapes, white pears...