I have an Apocalypse City Chapter 107 - 107 Practice

Chapter 107: Practice

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Gu Bo stood outside the classroom door, looking in through the glass. He saw a man in the room holding a dagger, moving swiftly with the blade creating swaths of white light in mid-air and a gusty montum seeping through the door;

“His strength is indeed great, but his technique…” Gu Bo shook his head subtly;

“Sir, he’s just an ordinary man, who only started training yesterday!” Wang Dan whispered beside Gu Bo;

“An ordinary man? Who only started training yesterday?” A look of surprise appeared on Gu Bo’s face. The man’s proficiency in the dagger fighting technique didn’t seem like a novice’s!

“Are you sure before yesterday, he knew nothing?” Gu Bo questioned further;

“Yes, I just taught him a basic thrusting move yesterday, and today, that is just now, I taught him the rest of the movents. I swear, I only taught him basic moves, I haven’t started teaching him the routines yet.” Wang Dan said seriously;

“It seems to that his dagger fighting technique is even better than yours, Dan!” remarked a female instructor on the side, hesitantly;

“Hmph, who says? That’s just superficial showmanship, how could he be better than ?” Wang Dan rebutted discontentedly;

“He is a promising talent, Wang Dan, and you should ntor him well!” A look of appreciation appeared on Gu Bo’s face. After observing a while more, he nodded, and walked away;

“Let see, let see.” A shorthaired girl squeezed forward, staring at the mannequin in the middle of the room in astonishnt, “Wow, it’s true, look at those puncture marks, so exaggerating. Maybe you should let him train with you in free combat, Dan. Maybe he could place in the city league matches a few months down the road!”

Song Jian swirled the dagger, continuously training a few assassination moves stabbing, striking, pricking, cutting, dragging—each basic move was executed more and more proficiently by Song Jian;

If he were able to see his skill chart now, he would see his ‘Cold Weapon (Dagger) (Basic)’ skill proficiency climbing rapidly;

“Mastering a weapon skill is about becoming familiar with it, making each of your movents into muscle mory, becoming natural reflexes!”

Wang Dan entered the classroom, standing at the door watching Song Jian practice, she calmly instructed;

“The dagger fighting technique focuses on the saying—’shorter the weapon, greater the danger’, you need to be decisive, swift, and your movents concealed…”

“Don’t exhaust your strength, don’t overuse your moves, always reserve a third of your energy. You need to speed up based on precision, this will increase your power…”

“Good, just like that. When you make your move, pay attention to the coordination of your body movent and footwork, learn to utilize the power of your waist…”

Song Jian practiced while listening to Coach Wang Dan’s instructions in his ear. His improvent was fast;

In the blink of an eye, half a day had passed. Actually, Song Jian had only booked a two-hour course for today, but Wang Dan had been instructing him in the dagger fighting technique all morning;

“Alright, let’s rest a bit at noon. Practicing too vigorously could harm your body!” Wang Dan glanced at Song Jian, a look of surprise and admiration showing in her eyes.

In the afternoon, Song Jian had originally booked a swordsmanship lesson, but the gym inford him that the coach who teaches swordsmanship was temporarily unavailable, so he had been training in dagger fighting technique for the whole day.

What he didn’t know was, while he was practicing in the classroom all day, Gu Bo was in the surveillance room observing him. As Song Jian finished his training, Gu Bo made a decision and called Wang Dan to relay his instructions;

“Thank you for teaching all day, coach!” Song Jian wiped the sweat from his forehead and bowed at Wang Dan;

He had originally only booked a two-hour course, but Wang Dan had spent the entire day teaching him;

“Not at all, Song Jian, are you interested in becoming my disciple?” Wang Dan suddenly asked;

“Disciple?” Song Jian’s eyebrows furrowed, and he asked, “Aren’t disciples and gym mbers the sa thing? Can becoming a coach’s disciple entail learning so secret transmission techniques from the coach?”

“Secret transmission?” Wang Dan was taken aback and then laughed, “Correct, gym mbers learn basic skills and simple routines. If you want to progress further, being a gym mber is not enough. 1 think your physical condition is not bad, and there is potential for further improvent!”

Song Jian’s physical condition is more than just ‘not bad’, it could be said that there were very few coaches in the Black Panther Gym who could surpass Song Jian in physical condition;

“Further, coach, you were referring to…” Song Jian seed a bit puzzled;

“Real combat!” Wang Dan said seriously, “In other words, battlefield hand-to-hand combat!”

“By combat, did you an… killing?” Song Jian asked tentatively.

“If you want to understand it that way, you could!” Wang Dan nodded in agreent;

“Coach, can 1 go back and think about it and give you an answer by tomorrow?” Song Jian contemplated for a mont;

“Sure.” Wang Dan nodded, adding hesitantly after a mont: “Not everyone is qualified to beco a disciple of a coach at the Black Panther Gym. You should consider it an opportunity!”

Song Jian nodded, turned around, and left the classroom;

In the evening, Song Jian arrived at Coastal Jewelry Street. This street was almost entirely filled with shops selling gold, silver, and jewelry. Every big-na brand you could think of worldwide could be found here;

The common major shops would not buy the gold brick in Song Jian’s bag because buying untraceable gold accessories could inflict severe damage to a brand once exposed.

But in the alleys of this street, there were many small shops, which usually made and repaired small pieces of gold and silver jewelry for a living. Such small stores could often buy old gold and silver jewelry and then lt it to make new pieces;

Such small shops had a fair purchasing power and could afford to pay hundreds of thousands of dollars;

Song Jian managed to sell the gold brick at a very cheap price, obtaining a total of 280,000 yuan. He went out with a gold brick in his bag but returned with half a bag of RMB.

Going back to his rental room, Song Jian tossed his bag onto the bed, picked up the waterlon knife he had purchased the previous day, and began practicing the dagger fighting technique. But after a while, it felt awkward. The waterlon knife was too light, and it felt fluffy when he made moves with it;

Song Jian shook his head, dropped his waterlon knife, and checked the delivery status of the dagger he had bought online. It had already arrived in Coastal City, and it seed like it would be delivered to his ho the next day;

“After practicing for a whole day, I wonder how much my ‘Cold Weapon (Dagger) (Basic)’ skill proficiency has increased!” With this thought in mind, Song Jian placed his phone in front of his bedside and got into bed with his eyes closed, waiting to enter the ga again;