Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Around 11 p.m., with every traffic light turning green, the taxi reached the area by Huanglong Stadium. The car stopped in front of a martial arts dojo known as Feng Ji.
After getting paid, the taxi driver couldn’t resist looking at ng Fan as he exited the car. The man looked familiar, but he couldn’t rember the na. The taxi driver didn’t think anything of the green lights along the way; it must have been good karma from his good deed of helping an elderly person cross the street yesterday.
The Feng Ji Dojo was quite big. ng Fan thought the place looked impressive online. As he walked inside, he felt the sa.
“Hello, how may I help you?”
The young woman working at reception looked at the newcor, a professional and sweet smile pasted on her face.
The front desk employee was very pretty, and she wasn’t the only one in reception. There were four of them, all of whom were attractive.
Having this many attractive receptionists ant this dojo was quite profitable.
“Hi, I’m here to learn.”
ng Fan explained the purpose of his visit and his demand: “Can you give the best coach you have?”
“All of our coaches are excellent…” The front desk employee started to recite the standard spiel. She was about to ask ng Fan to join as a mber when she paused, excitent showing on her face. “Are you… you are the Iron Hero!”
ng Fan smiled and nodded. “If there’s no one else with this nickna, it’s probably .”
This kind of reputation was useful in situations like this. After the receptionist recognized ng Fan, he was ushered into the VIP room. Soon after, the best coach ng Fan wanted also arrived.
If one did not at least apply for a mbership, then even if you get a coach, you wouldn’t be guaranteed the best one. For people who went to the front desk like ng Fan, coaches were assigned internally on a ‘first co, first serve’ basis. If one wanted to change coaches, it would require waiting, more money, or buying a training package, etc.
A 30-sothing man with a strong physique and intense gaze walked in. He shook hands with ng Fan and introduced himself. “Hi, Mr. ng. I’m Yang Feng, the chief coach at Feng Ji Dojo.”
“Hello, Coach Yang.”
Yang Feng asked ng Fan to sit. He gave ng Fan a glass of water delivered by the front desk employee and asked directly, “What would you like to learn? Would you like a group class, or one-on-one classes?”
“One-on-one classes.”
ng Fan answered honestly. “I want to learn so practical fighting techniques, and I want to learn them fast.”
“Fighting techniques are no problem, but doing it fast…”
Yang Feng shook his head and smiled. He didn’t mock or belittle the comnt as he has heard it many tis before. Of course, no matter how stupid the students seed, they wouldn’t be turned away. He answered patiently, “Mr. ng, there’s no shortcut to learning martial arts. The best way is to customize a training plan and start from the basics. If you just learned so quick tricks or hacks, then it’s like building a sandcastle: not sturdy. Also, I wanted to ask, what is your purpose in studying here? If it’s for fitness or weight loss, you’d need a more systematic training.”
ng Fan thought Yang Feng’s advice was correct, though he wasn’t sure if there was so mbership sales pitch in there. He didn’t care about that. He insisted, “I’m trying to learn so practical fighting skills. I don’t need systemic training.”
He had no choice. There’s not enough ti for a systemic learning period.
When Yang Feng looked like he wanted to persuade him more, ng Fan continued, “Coach Yang, you could give a customized quick-learning plan. I can pay twice the usual tuition.”
Yang Feng shook his head. “This is not a matter of tuition.”
ng Fan replied, “Triple the rate, then. You can make it happen.”
Yang Feng said with resignation, without nodding or shaking his head, “This isn’t about money. How about this, Mr. ng: Let’s do a physical assessnt and see your condition. Then we can customize a training plan depending on your level.”
“Great.”
ng Fan followed Yang Feng to a room dedicated to physical assessnt, which had all sorts of equipnt.
After a round of assessnt, Yang Feng was surprised by the data. The numbers were very unusual. But then he realized, an Iron Hero would have extraordinary strength. As for the weaker charging and balancing power, it’s understandable considering ng Fan’s physique.
ng Fan’s reaction speed really surprised Yang Feng, how was he this fast? Especially his hands.
Of course, Yang Feng only knew of ng Fan’s fight with the K-pop star. If he knew how quick ng Fan drew as well, he would understand.
Yang Feng was very professional. He found several coaches and quickly designed a training plan for ng Fan.
Thai boxing, taekwondo, karate, jeet kune do, and Chinese kickboxing, etc., weren’t right for ng Fan. Boxing was a good match for ng Fan’s power and reaction speed. Judo and wrestling would also be good for him given ng Fan’s body type.
However, with ng Fan’s emphasis on quick learning, focusing on one craft wasn’t suitable. The best way would be to pick one school of martial arts for his training.
After a careful analysis, he figured that both hitting and kicking techniques weren’t the best for him.
Wrestling!
Snatching!
While his coaches were planning his custom training, ng Fan was given a tour of the dojo by an employee. On one hand, the dojo could show off its equipnt, scale, and professionalism. On the other hand, ng Fan could observe a class in progress.
The class seed really professional. ng Fan initially wanted the coach to let him show off his strength; now he thought better of it. Otherwise, it’d have been awkward.
“Wrestling and snatching? Is it wrestling and snatching people?”
ng Fan’s eyes turned bright as he heard the words. These professionals knew what they were doing; they figured out his strength right away. The techniques sounded great, and thinking of what he’d seen in movies, ng Fan thought they would be great for him.
“They’re techniques for wrestling and snatching.”
Yang Feng seed compulsive as he corrected the words. Then he told ng Fan, “If you think it’s suitable, let’s get started on these two skills. I’m good with these two skills as well, so I can teach you. Would that work?”
“Of course.”
ng Fan could tell from the coaches Yang Feng sent earlier that Yang Feng was the best here — or at least one of the best — so he wasn’t trying to fool him.
“Go and change first.”
Yang Feng called over an employee who took ng Fan to go change. Before changing, ng Fan insisted on paying first.
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