Sunrise Family Boxing Is Not Passed On to Outsiders

"Wow, Ian Song, I never thought you were this amazing! Quick, tell me—how did you do it?" As soon as Shane and his crew left, Hannah Han hurried over, her face full of excitement, completely forgetting her usual teacherly restraint.

Hearing Hannah's praise, Ian couldn't help but feel proud at his age. Puffing out his chest, he said, "Ms. Han, I've been practicing boxing for three years. Taking care of a few small-time punks is nothing to me."

"No wonder," Hannah nodded. Suddenly, she did something that caught Ian off guard—she reached out and squeezed his arm, exclaiming in surprise, "Wow, your muscles are so hard! You really do train!"

Being squeezed like that by Hannah made Ian feel a little embarrassed. The moment her fingers touched him, he even felt a slight tingling sensation.

Noticing Ian suddenly fell silent, Hannah realized her gesture was a bit abrupt. She quickly let go and put a little distance between them.

Hannah Han steadied herself and said, "Ian Song, if you ever run into something like this again, it's best to call the police. You're still a student, and this kind of thing can have a bad influence."

"Okay." Ian nodded. "Thank you, Miss Han. I understand. Next time something like this happens, I'll definitely call the police."

Hannah Han smiled with satisfaction. "That's good. Well, I'm heading home now. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Watching Hannah Han's graceful figure gradually disappear into the distance, Ian couldn't help but curl his lips into a proud smile. It felt amazing to be admired by a beautiful teacher. The next moment, he turned and walked toward the dormitory building—Saint Night High School's dorms were built right next to the school.

Back at the dorm, Ian pulled up the system interface again and was pleasantly surprised to find that after the last lottery, his Fame Points had dropped to 3, but now they had increased by 10 to a total of 13.

"I'll spar with you, Zoe Zhao!" Another male trainee jumped onto the ring.

As expected, in just a few moves, Zoe Zhao kicked him off the ring.

"That's a whole 30 more! Isn't that kind of a rip-off?" Ian complained.

"Host, the purpose of the ring system is to support you. If the lottery was too easy to trigger, it would lose all meaning."

"Zoe Zhao is looking prettier than ever."

"Is Zoe Zhao going to practice boxing today?"

"Zoe Zhao, how about I spar with you for a few rounds!"

Faced with the eager male trainees, Zoe Zhao looked completely relaxed and cheerfully said, "If you're not afraid of getting beaten up, come spar with me!"

"Zoe Zhao is so badass!"

These three signature techniques stand for offensive skill, internal cultivation, and footwork. If you master all three, their combined power is extraordinary.

Of course, this was just the students' private speculation. Frank Zhao had never admitted it. Ian had even asked him about it directly, but Frank only smiled and said nothing.

Now, after gaining Intermediate Combat Arts from the system, Ian's strength had soared and his confidence rose with it. He thought to himself: I wonder if I could beat Frank Zhao now.

He even felt a sudden urge to challenge Frank Zhao to a match.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously quickened his pace toward the gym.

As soon as Ian entered the gym, several familiar students greeted him, and he responded to each one.

After changing in the locker room, Ian went to the treadmill area and warmed up for over ten minutes. Then he headed to the equipment zone and picked up the heaviest pair of dumbbells.

He tried a few reps but found them way too light. Normally, using the heaviest dumbbells would be a real challenge for him.

He then tried out other equipment, but none of it felt challenging. He realized that his physical condition now far surpassed that of ordinary people—these machines were no longer suitable for him.

Just then, a short-haired young woman in a dark blue tracksuit, carrying a black backpack, walked into the gym.

She was about 1.65 meters tall, and even in loose sportswear, her fiery figure was impossible to hide.

What was even rarer was that she had a beautiful, delicate doll-like face.

This young woman was Zoe Zhao, Frank Zhao's younger sister. She was twenty years old, a third-year Computer Science student at Xiang City University.

But no one dared underestimate her, because her fighting ability was extremely high. In the gym, only her brother Frank Zhao could defeat her.

When Zoe appeared, the trainees who were working out all crowded around, chattering:

"Little Rain is looking prettier than ever."

"Is Little Rain going to practice boxing today?"

"Little Rain, how about I spar with you for a few rounds!"

Faced with the eager male trainees, Zoe looked completely relaxed and cheerfully said, "If you're not afraid of getting beaten up, come spar with me!"

"Little Rain is so badass!"

"So badass!"

The male trainees kept on flattering her.

Ian didn't join in the fun, because Zoe Zhao seemed to have a special grudge against him. When sparring with other students, she always held back, but when it came to him, she went all out—every time he ended up badly beaten. Ian couldn't help but wonder if they were enemies in a past life.

Soon, Zoe changed into a fitted vest and a pair of black shorts, making her figure look even more striking—especially her chest, which seemed ready to burst out of her clothes.

More than a few male trainees secretly swallowed hard.

"Who's first?"

Zoe jumped onto the ring and called out to the crowd of male trainees.

"I'll go first!" A tall male trainee eagerly jumped onto the ring. Honestly, guys are gluttons for punishment—knowing they're not a match, they still rushed up to get beaten.

Sure enough, in less than five moves, the tall trainee couldn't handle Zoe's attacks and was kicked right off the ring.

"Who's next?"

Standing proudly on the ring, Zoe scanned the crowd and called out with bold energy.

"I'll spar with you, Little Rain!" Another male trainee jumped onto the ring.

"I'll spar with you, Zoe!" Another male trainee jumped onto the ring.

After that, six more male trainees took turns challenging her, but Zoe easily defeated them all. She won eight matches in a row, and not a drop of sweat appeared on her forehead—her stamina was truly impressive.

Ian already knew this would happen, so he didn't pay much attention. The gym equipment was useless to him now, and since he had agreed to meet Leo Li at the internet café, he planned to change and leave.

"Ian, come spar with me for a few rounds!" Suddenly, Zoe Zhao on the ring beckoned to him with a mocking finger.

His first instinct was to refuse—he'd been beaten badly before. But then he remembered he'd just integrated Intermediate Combat Arts. Why should he be afraid of Zoe Zhao now?

"Sure!" Ian smiled, nodded, and walked toward the ring at a relaxed pace.

Zoe was a bit surprised at how quickly Ian agreed. Usually, after being thrashed a few times, he wouldn't accept her challenges no matter how much she taunted him. Maybe he'd lost his mind today.

Seeing the look of confusion on Zoe's doll-like face, Ian secretly grinned: "Zoe Zhao, do you still think I'm the same old Ian Song? Today I'll show you what I'm really capable of!"