Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“He looks so familiar!”
“You don’t recognize him? He’s that Iron Hero guy you told about.”
“It is him! Why is he working out here?”
“Of course he works out, he’s not born that strong.”
“Have you seen him before?”
“No. He probably just started here.”
“Maybe he’s had a private coach. Coach Yang always cos with him.”
“It’s nice to have money!”
“Feng Ji is pretty good, even people at the Iron Hero level choose to train here.”
Just because Lao Hei didn’t know ng Fan, it didn’t an other people at this training place didn’t recognize him. In fact, there were quite a few people who did. News of that fight with the K-pop star traveled everywhere, the stunning scene really impressed everyone in this field.
Yang Feng turned away happily as he heard the students’ gossip. ng Fan was a celebrity student now.
The celebrity effect was quite powerful. Even a celebrity like ng Fan, who wasn’t in show business, could attract more students in Yang Feng’s opinion. At the very least, people would think Feng Ji was a good place to train.
“Let’s co this way.”
Lao Hei didn’t hear all this talk as he led celebrity student ng Fan to an empty part of the space. He smiled as he asked, “Did you do Brazilian jiu-jitsu with Coach Yang? How long have you done it?”
“I didn’t really study Brazilian jiu-jitsu, it was very casual. I started today.” ng Fan answered honestly.
“You started today? Then you can practice with any student, no need to spend this much money.”
Lao Hei was a straight shooter, so he blurted out the comnt. Then, seemingly regretting the coaching fee at twice the usual rate, he added, “Well, if Coach Yang recomnded you to train with , you must be pretty good. You haven’t studied long, but you must be a fast learner. Yes, that must be it.”
He was secretly pleased. This crazy Coach Yang wasn’t that bad; he actually looked out for him. The next ti they practiced, he’d make it easy on him, and let him win. He had to give Yang courtesy. After all, Yang was the chief coach.
“Coach Yang said I improved very fast.” ng Fan followed Lao Hei to the practice area and explained his goal. “For now, I’ve only done throws and snatches. I’m more interested in snatches, so I just want to practice that for now. It might be kind of boring, I hope you understand.”
“You’re so polite. Practicing skills is always boring. Hey, you can call Lao Hei, everyone calls that. What’s your na?” Lao Hei asked ng Fan’s na and smiled. “I’ll call you Little ng. Let’s get started. Don’t hold back. Do everything you did with Coach Yang, you can use double the strength. I’m very tough.”
Lao Hei stood there, a smile on his face, waiting for ng Fan to fight him.
“Here I co.”
ng Fan did a snatch pose. When he saw Lao Hei standing so relaxed, he also took down his strength a little. He heard from Yang Feng that even practice partners needed to tighten their muscles or they’d get easily injured. Lao Hei seed so confident that he couldn’t really say anything, he had no choice but to try for a snatching.
“Your speed is not bad.”
When Lao Hei was caught by ng Fan in one move, he was surprised. “I’ll do a counter-snatch now. Pay attention to my moves. If you learn the counter-snatch skills, it’d be very helpful to you.”
As he spoke, Lao Hei turned his wrist and grabbed ng Fan’s wrist, reacting and moving very quickly. Seeing this, ng Fan realized Yang Fan really found him a great coach with good counter-snatching skills.
ng Fan was observant and fast. While Lao Hei was flexible, he still had trouble catching ng Fan. In fact, ng Fan didn’t even let Lao Hei finish his counter-snatching skill set before he flipped his hand, snatched Lao Hei, ca forward, and flipped Lao Hei to the floor.
“Huh?”
Lao Hei was taken by surprise, but he didn’t panic. Plenty of people have flipped him, but how many have really dominated him? Other people would yelp with pain when snatched, but he didn’t.
Lao Hei turned his joint and got up. As he got away, he stood up and said, “Let’s go again. I told you I’m tough. You have to use your strength. Miracles co from great strength, right?”
ng Fan nodded. The previous episode confird Lao Hei’s level of skills.
He needed to dominate him to grow his experience. Lao Hei was obviously a fighter who was hard to dominate. Coach Yang wanted to give him a tough partner, which also ant this level was hard to pass.
Might as well. Consider it a hard fight to grow experience.
“Little ng, snatching is all about fast, accurate, and hard. You’re fast and accurate, just not hard enough.”
“Right, use your strength!”
“More!”
“Lao Hei likes being tough!”
ng Fan was gradually increasing his strength to be safe. Lao Hei was tougher than he had imagined. Everyti he thought the older man would be dominated, he never quite managed it.
“Argh!”
Thump thump thump!
After so ti, Lao Hei finally slapped the floor.
“Lao ng, keep your strength the sa!”
“Brother ng, easy, easy!”
“Master ng, take a break!”
In the following ten minutes, the honest Lao Hei kept calling ng Fan by different titles. In just fifteen minutes, the tough Lao Hei started to beg for rcy.
Lao Hei and Yang Feng felt the sa about ng Fan. The man wasn’t here to practice, he was there to make them slap the floor and lose.
If practice was about training one’s skills, then it’s about using the right skill so there’s no need to use your strength after the skills worked. If you were already winning and still used your strength, then it’s about making your opponent beg for rcy.
Lao Hei was a tough practice partner. While he needed a break after ten minutes or so, within the practice ti, he was always able to keep up with ng Fan’s high level output. After a break, Lao Hei always recovered.
For building experience, it was hard to build the first point, then it got easier. Lao Hei was also resilient, he didn’t talk too much like Coach Yang either.
After an hour, Lao Hei helped ng Fan grow more than 130 points. His total experience was now at 221.
“I’m out.”
After Lao Hei slapped the floor, he lay down and refused to get up. He looked up at the big clock on the wall and said, “Master ng, it’s been an hour. Let’s call it a day. Are you even human? If I knew it’d be like this, I’d not do this job at three or four-tis the pay! I’m not afraid of seven, eight guys attacking , but I’m afraid you’ll f*ck up!”
Maybe the two n got close after training for an hour, so ng Fan was used to talking like this, he actually joked, “No, no, I’m used to you now. Plus, you said you were the toughest at this dojo. If it’s soone else, I wouldn’t be having fun. Fine, let’s call it a day. I’ll be back tomorrow morning and pay you five tis the rate, how about it?”
Lao Hei shook his hands and sat up. He smiled, “I was kidding. Double rate is fine. Actually, I liked doing this too. I’ll think of it as joint-lock training. No one else could do it as well as you.”
ng Fan was glad to hear this. This Lao Hei was a straight-forward guy. “Let’s talk no more of money. Do you have any more classes? Let’s eat, my treat.”
“Sure!”
Lao Hei was happy to stand up. ng Fan was his kind of guy. It was a good ti to eat anyway.
Just then, a door opened on the other side of the practice room and out ca a dozen or so female students in taekwondo uniforms, at least half of which were very pretty. They had beautiful faces and great figures, attracting a lot of attention with their appearance.
Lao Hei swallowed hard as he looked over, so did ng Fan; everyone else did the sa.
After the dozen or so female students ca out, a man appeared. He was tall, fit, very good-looking, and wore a cool smile.
“Coach Jin, we’re leaving now. See you next ti.”
These female students all looked like they had a crush on their coach and were reluctant to leave
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