Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 153 - 137 Sofia’s Role-Playing2

"Is this really just the first probing punch? Why do I feel like I can’t even catch it?"

"Are you sure his strongest asset is resistance to being hit? I feel like his fists might be even stronger."

"Thump! Thump!"

As the sound of Li Ang’s punches grew louder, John’s heart beca more and more shocked.

What surprised him wasn’t Li Ang’s strength, as he had already experienced it firsthand last ti.

He admired Li Ang’s precise control over his power. As the one on the receiving end, he could clearly feel Li Ang’s punches getting heavier and heavier.

If an average person could divide their potentially lethal punching power into five or six levels, that would already be quite good. A trained boxer could control their punch and divide the power into about ten levels.

John felt he could, at most, differentiate into a dozen levels, but any finer control was beyond him.

But at this mont, Li Ang had already thrown more than thirty punches, with each one gradually increasing in power. Although the increase was slight, it was definitely perceptible.

John estimated that Li Ang could divide his punching power into at least fifty levels, or even more.

One should not underestimate this ability. The control over one’s own power could not only conserve energy but also control movents. It’s a quality inaccessible to the average person but essential for anyone who wants to be a master.

"Alright, alright, you can stop now."

By the fortieth punch, John could no longer withstand it. His entire body had been pushed back to the edge of the ring, with half of his body going numb from the force of Li Ang’s punches.

anwhile, Li Ang showed no signs of exhaustion, his breathing remained even.

It was then that John understood that Li Ang wasn’t just strong in one area; he had no weaknesses at all.

Whether it was speed, strength, stamina, resistance to hits, or body control ability, he was stronger than John in all aspects.

He thought himself lucky to have hired Li Ang for such a pittance to serve as his sparring partner. It was like finding a treasure.

But he was even more curious as to why soone as powerful as Li Ang had never had any record in various boxing competitions.

In John’s view, with Li Ang’s abilities, he could possibly qualify for professional boxing, and with ti to grow, he might even beco a future star of the boxing world.

The boxing team’s coach was more direct. After watching Li Ang’s performance, he ca up and directly asked if Li Ang was interested in going professional.

Frankly, professional boxing was not in Li Ang’s plans. His initial idea was to beco stronger and then try mixed martial arts (MMA).

Relatively speaking, this sport had more techniques and variety, and the future prospects seed quite bright. However, now that he thought about it, using boxing as a stepping stone didn’t seem like a bad idea.

In the end, Li Ang left his contact information with the coaches, asking them to keep an eye out for any major boxing competitions he might be able to join.

After training his resistance to being hit, John went on to train his dodging, punching, and other techniques one by one.

Li Ang did the sa; whatever John trained in, he just happened to practice the corresponding opposing skill.

The further along they got, the more John felt that the paynt he was giving was too ager.

Being trained by soone superior to him in all aspects, he could really feel his progress, visible to the naked eye.

Moreover, John even discovered that Li Ang could spot areas for optimization in his power deploynt simply through his movents, which was truly frightening.

Many might be able to fight, but not all can teach, and not all who can teach can fight. This further demonstrated Li Ang’s formidable capabilities.

"Hiss!"

While John was practicing his punching against Li Ang, Li Ang, the one being hit, didn’t have any problems. Instead, it was John who seed to have twisted his joint.

Li Ang, seeing this, couldn’t just stand by. His skill proficiency and Constitution were rising rapidly, so, of course, it was intolerable for the session to co to a halt.

"How about I give you a massage? I happen to know a bit about sports rehabilitation massage."

John had been thoroughly convinced by Li Ang by now. At this point, if Li Ang claid to be Superman, John would believe it.

As soon as Li Ang got to work, he quickly assessed John’s physical condition. Within less than ten minutes, the Master Level [Massage] displayed its miraculous effects.

Not only did it address John’s joint trouble on the spot, but it also bestowed a 24-hour buff that enhanced recovery abilities by 40%.

Watching his own [Massage] proficiency increase significantly and the rejuvenated John, Li Ang was quite pleased with his own handiwork.

The ninety-minute sparring session ended; if John’s body could have withstood it, he truly didn’t want to stop.

At the sa ti, he felt that his initial rate of 100 dollars for a ninety-minute session was almost insulting, as even his own conscience struggled to accept it.

Li Ang wasn’t just a top-tier sparring partner but also a top-tier coach, and even a professional health care provider. After a bit of persuasion, John finally managed to raise Li Ang’s fee to 200 dollars an hour.

John admired Li Ang’s humility, elevating Li Ang to an almost ntor-like status in his heart.

He felt that even 200 dollars an hour was too low, but that was what his family could afford, so he would just silently rember this favor.