Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
The Feng Ji Dojo had a special cafeteria. Aside from providing work als for the staff, it also provided nutritional als for the students.
Of course, you had to pay extra for the nutritional al.
But with a big client like ng Fan, Yang Feng wasn’t going to make him pay the extra fees.
Nutritional als were healthy, of course. Beef, chicken breast, fish, shrimp, broccoli, corn, and assorted vegetables. There were also fruits. But the flavor… ng Fan was not used to it.
Wu Tong had prepared a similar al for ng Fan before. It had been specifically catered for ng Fan’s ‘figure’ at the ti by a cousin of hers, who claid to be so sort of a nutritionist.
If he had followed the nutritional diet she’d recomnded, he would have lost weight fast. However, ng Fan refused. It wasn’t because he thought it was troubleso, but because he couldn’t let go of the mouthwatering food he loved so much. He had relied on his terrifying exercise regin to get to where he was now.
“Iron God.”
Long Tao and Ah Bin were eating alongside each other. After a few bites in, they couldn’t help but begin to gossip. “Are you really dating Shan Jin bro?”
ng Fan shook his head. “Nope. Didn’t her office silence the rumors?”
“Then what’s your relationship?”
“What’s she like in person?”
Once the first question ca out, an avalanche of questions followed. What followed was even more curiosity. After all, several people were curious about their relationship. Usually, they’d only talk amongst themselves, but this ti, they t an ‘inford person.’ They couldn’t let this opportunity go.
ng Fan’s head swelled. “Uhm, can we talk about sothing else. Like, how did you guys et? Did you grow up together? How did you feel when you first learned each other’s nas?”
Hearing ng Fan’s question, the two went sour.
They finished eating, took a break, and began their afternoon lesson.
ng Fan had paid a lot, and since he’d asked for a personal trainer, Yang Feng had found soone else to substitute his afternoon class. Ah Bin and Long Tao were getting used to being practiced on as well, so he was able to adjust the combat class and incorporate the two as well.
Toward this, Ah Bin and Long Tao had no complaints. Yang Feng’s physical combat course was not cheap; they would essentially be attending a free lesson.
Besides, ng Fan had a certain charm about him. Even if the two would spend the afternoon being flipped over and over again, they were still willing to spend ti with him.
After all, being body slamd was part of the combat experience.
Once you get used to being slamd by the Iron Hero, it would be difficult for other people to flip you.
Hm. Although this thought was a bit excessive, it was what the two genuinely believed.
Of course, in the physical combat class, it was definitely not required that the two be flipped while just standing. They were free to flip ng Fan too, but they couldn’t lift him at all.
After ten minutes, ng Fan was experienced in body slamming and even felt a rush of joy when he perford one successfully.
Moreover, actual physical combat was sowhat different from practice.
During practice, the practice partner stood in front of you to receive your attacks. But in real life, the opponent can dodge your attacks, which require ng Fan to spend more ti on his offense. Once he was able to snatch the person, he’d still have to adjust his posture.
The difference was not big, but ng Fan’s snatching abilities beca too strong because of his Hand Speed. ng Fan would snatch wherever he pleased with lightning speed and, as long as they were standing in front of him — regardless how much they tried to dodge, or whether Ah Bin had a white belt, and Long Tao had a blue belt — he would reach them. Unless they turned and fled, of course.
Although it took ng Fan longer to adjust his position and posture, the opponent he snatched could only wait until he switched his position to be flipped.
He was too powerful; there was no use struggling!
As ng Fan gained physical combat skills, the two realized ng Fan’s adjustnt speed increased as well.
After forty minutes, he was basically able to snatch and body slam his opponent right away.
“This won’t work!”
Yang Feng muttered to himself from the side. The more he watched, the more it felt like he was practicing techniques instead of physical combat. The two practicing with ng Fan were not enough to hold him and looked like wood poles as they neared the end of practice.
Yang Feng also discovered ng Fan’s specialty; his hand speed.
He was previously aware of this attribute, but it had gotten even faster over so practice.
The speed of his snatches…
Yang Feng clapped his hands and gestured for ng Fan to pause. “Take a break. Next, I’ll teach you the submission technique. Your hand speed is very fast, and this suits you more. It will imnsely increase your combat abilities.”
ng Fan heard this and felt slightly disappointed. He thought Yang Feng would step up and fight himself. To be honest, ng Fan’s ego had inflated greatly from this round of combat. But he really felt Ah Bin and Long Tao were quite weak and not enough for him. At least when he did a body slam on them, he was scared to exert strength. If it had been Yang Feng, flipping him would be much more satisfying.
Of course, an inflated ego was one thing, but he wasn’t arrogant enough to face off against a Brazillian jiu-jitsu black belt. If Yang Feng held back and only practiced strangleholds, ng Fan was confident he could win.
To be honest, Long Tao was not weak at all, possessing a blue belt. He had begun learning boxing before starting Brazilian jiu-jitsu. Normally, he could do a one-vs-three or four with no problem, and that wasn’t an exaggeration. Because of his foundation in boxing, he had neared attaining a purple belt more than a few tis.
Only, it was unfortunate he ran into an unreasonable guy like ng Fan.
Long Tao felt like ng Fan could reach a brown belt level if he tried.
But to ng Fan, the biggest disappointnt was still the System!
Coupled with the actual combat throughout the lesson, he’d flipped and been flipped over a hundred tis. But still, the system didn’t trigger any wrestling related tasks.
Where’s the promised experience!
Wasn’t it supposed to trigger a task once he tried sothing?
He even persevered and kept going, too!
He had decided to train temporarily so he could deal with the “trip to Singapore.” But more importantly, he’d done so to trigger more tasks.
Did the System really not have any wrestling related tasks?
Or had he not done enough?
But up until now, there hasn’t been a task that was this difficult to trigger. If one existed, it should have awoken long ago… Maybe there really wasn’t a wrestling title.
ng Fan could only swallow his disappointnt and adjust his attitude. Based on his current conditions and knowledge, he’d already gained the strength that took ordinary people years of practice to achieve. In comparison, his old self was even able to stop the hijackers before his rebirth, even more so now.
Alright. The cost of his hard work back then was very high as well.
ng Fan was looking forward to learning about submission.
After resting, Yang Feng began the lesson.
Snatching ca in handy during submission as well. Basically, it was the ‘how to grab’ part that needed to be taught. Yang Feng had explained this thod and asked ng Fan to test it out, analyzing him during the process. He’d focused on teaching ng Fan how to dodge while snatching as well, when ng Fan began to snatch at him, causing Yang Feng to speed up this part of the lesson.
Yang Feng was helpless as well. There was no avoiding ng Fan’s snatches!
He felt even more helpless than when he tried to flip ng Fan. He could bla the latter on ng Fan’s weight, but what’s his excuse for being unable to dodge ng Fan? He was too fast?
After skipping this part, Yang Feng also increased the difficulty. He was out of ideas. He was worried ng Fan wouldn’t be able to control his strength and hurt his opponent, so he began to teach him joint locking techniques. This would teach ng Fan to use joint locking to overco his opponent and also teach him what thods could cause injuries. He didn’t have to use blind strength; after all, ng Fan was strong enough to break soone in half!
“These six are the easiest basics for submission. You already have accuracy and speed, so it should be easy to learn. If you want to be rough… uhm, let’s hold back from that for now.”
“As for submission, you can use it in combination with the throwing techniques, before or after is up to you. Next, we will talk about how to combine submission and takedowns.”
“The throwing and takedown techniques I taught you before only showed you how to flip an opponent. But it is not enough to win. There are many ways to make your opponent surrender. In both judo and jiu-jitsu, they are collectively referred to as submission. The ‘sub’ cos from the word for sleeping space, or a bedroom… And bedrooms feature locking techniques…”
“And then let’s talk about the capture; this ti, it’s about encapsulation. This thod can also be used to overtake your opponent. Most opponents won’t be able to handle the pain in their joints and surrender. Of course, in BJJ, the capture technique is more often used to increase your snatching precision. After successfully using the capture technique, the success rate of your takedown will increase.”
He had explained a lot, all of which required a high level of rational understanding. They then started practicing. This ti, Yang Feng didn’t ask for Long Tao or Ah Bin and decided to demonstrate to ng Fan himself.
He was still worried about ng Fan overexerting. Especially because ng Fan now had to combine it with the takedown techniques too, and he was worried Ah Bin and Long Tao couldn’t take the force. The practice had been divided into two techniques: capture then takedown, and take down then capture. Then, they practiced capture then takedown then capture.
Thump thump.
He couldn’t escape his fate of being taken down by ng Fan. After practicing a few tis, ng Fan was able to successfully grasp the capture and takedown. ng Fan was so strong that Yang Feng couldn’t even use his chasm of escape strategies, afraid of a novice like ng Fan overexerting when he broke free. If that happened, he would really be in trouble.
Everyti Yang Feng was grabbed by ng Fan, he’d choose to thump the floor.
Soon, the sound of thumping could be heard from outside the practice room.
Practicing martial arts was similar to practicing sports. Several movents and actions were very easily misunderstood. Like how the easiest way to suppress an opponent was through the riding position, followed by the semi-riding position…
“Ding!”
After practicing for a bit longer, an alert suddenly appeared in his head.
“Ding! You’ve triggered the task [Thousand Hand Snatch].”
“The task requires you to properly use the snatch technique 1000 tis against an opponent.”
“Upon completion, you will receive the title [Thousand Hand Snatch] (Snatching abilities 10, Hand Speed 3).”
There was only one Task Phase, and he would gain 100 points from finishing it.
Thump thump thump!
“Let go!”
Yang Feng pounded the floor several tis as ng Fan ignored him. Habitually, he tried to struggle, but ng Fan was firmly pressing him down. Imdiately, cold sweat started to drip from his forehead, and he could only cry out for help.
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