Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“This brat is just playing with now!”
At this mont, Wu Ji was already standing outside a practice room, checking his ti. “It takes twenty minutes to get to the art academy, and if I add the ti it takes to buy her food, I only have two minutes.”
He opened the door and walked in. Seeing Lao Hei, who was thumping the floor, he then looked at ng Fan, who had locked Lao Hei into submission. This made Wu Ji fu with anger.
How could his sweet innocent little sister beco so devious because of this punk!
If he drove faster, he should have five minutes to teach this punk a lesson!
Wu Ji happily accepted the change of plans.
“Lao Hei, you can leave.”
Wu Ji placed his phone on the floor and did so basic warmups.
“Ji Bro, what are you doing?!”
Seeing Wu Ji enter, Lao Hei imdiately crawled up and rolled over. They had specifically found a private room, thinking that they were ok after practicing for half an hour. But he actually ca!
He was familiar with Wu Ji and often heard him cursing the Jin Taiyun stick. He could confirm that Wu Ji despised Jin Taiyun very much and had only been joking yesterday. He didn’t think he’d actually show up to avenge Jin Taiyun.
This was unlike Wu Ji!
Seeing Wu Ji continue to warm up, Lao Hei beca more startled. “Ji Bro, if you want to get revenge for the stick, I will… I will end our friendship! This isn’t right!”
Wu Ji twisted his neck. “Get the hell out of here.”
Lao Hei stood firmly. “I’m not going.”
“Do what you want. It’s best you try to stop , so I can beat your ass, too!”
Afterwards, he ignored Lao Hei. Wu Ji removed his shoes and entered the room, stretching his arms behind his back. After finishing up his exercises, he looked towards ng Fan. “Punk, you’re just learning capture and takedown techniques, right? I’ll use these two techniques to beat your ass. I’ll give you ten seconds to get ready.”
After hearing the exchange between the two, he mostly understood what was going on. His expression darkened.
From Lao Hei’s tone, he could tell that this Ji Bro guy was a powerful player. As for the na, it must be related to the Feng Ji Dojo… there was Yang Feng, and this Ji guy.
Seeing Lao Hei’s deanor, this Ji Bro must be stronger than Yang Feng.
As his face darkened, ng Fan felt excitent swell up inside him. He was happy to spar with a professional!
Only, ng Fan continued to feel that this handso man with a ponytail looked rather familiar, but he was sure he’d never seen him before. This made him curious.
His eyebrows and eyes looked like soone!
ng Fan crinkled his brows. “Have we t before?”
“Nope. If we had, I would have beat your ass already.” Wu Ji tied up his hair. “You have five seconds left.”
ng Fan was even more confused. Based on his words, Wu Ji was already prepared to beat him up.
“Two seconds.”
“One second.”
Wu Ji didn’t give ng Fan ti to think. He fiercely exhaled and burst forward towards ng Fan like a cannonball.
“He’s so fast!”
ng Fan was freaking out. He wasn’t going to dodge it in ti, and forced himself to calm down. He focused his attention and waited for Wu Ji to approach.
Bang.
Wu Ji imdiately turned his body after reaching ng Fan and quickly appeared next to ng Fan like a ghost. At the sa ti, he wrapped his arms around ng Fan’s waist and stepped forward to take him down.
ng Fan had learned this takedown technique before. It was a basic move, but Wu Ji’s usage of it was different.
A huge force struck him, as ng Fan felt his body being toppled over right away. Although his strength wasn’t able to bring ng Fan to the ground, it made him lose his center of gravity.
At this mont, Wu Ji was already on the other side of ng Fan. He reached for ng Fan’s arm and lunged forward. Following the direction of force, he channelled the strength into his arms. Thump. ng Fan had been flipped on the ground, taken down.
Thump! ng Fan had never been taken down by anyone before. The pain was excruciating!
Lao Hei did not dare watch. True, ng Fan was a badass, but he wasn’t Wu Ji’s rival.
Yang Feng couldn’t flip ng Fan, but that didn’t an Wu Ji couldn’t.
Wu Ji was still grasping onto ng Fan’s wrist. He resisted the urge to use a sweeping technique followed by a cross; he’d promised to only use the capture and takedown techniques to bring him down.
Without letting go, he tumbled. The other hand grasped onto ng Fan’s shoulder, and using the force from the tumble, flung ng Fan down once again.
“Punk, is your tolerance that weak?”
Wu Ji gave ng Fan a chance to catch his breath and stopped suppressing him. He smiled coldly. “Stand up!”
Whoosh!
ng Fan exhaled a deep breath, stood up, and proceeded to be flipped two more tis. His eyes were red. It was too painful!
The handso long-haired man in front of him was powerful, fast, and his reaction ti was terrifying!
He definitely was a scary opponent.
If this guy hadn’t promised to not use any other techniques besides capturing and takedown, ng Fan would have already swapped out his hat and worn it on his finger.
ng Fan knew now. If an opponent of this caliber managed to use a joint-lock technique on him, then he would suffer for real.
Of course, ng Fan could confirm that this guy wasn’t as strong as himself. As long as he could successfully snatch, he might have a chance at winning.
This opponent wasn’t soone that you co by often!
Otherwise, ng Fan would have given up long ago.
“Co at !”
ng Fan wiped his mouth and downed the energy drink he had exchanged. He raised his competitive state to its peak and cald himself down.
As Wu Ji sprinted towards him, ng Fan shrinked his body. As Wu Ji was about to change direction, ng Fan did not try to dodge, but braced the impact with his whole body.
Bang.
The impact on ng Fan was very powerful. Although he wasn’t able to take him directly, he managed to disrupt Wu Ji’s route. At the sa ti, he reached out and successfully snatched.
Thump.
ng Fan’s stance and position did not change as he flipped Wu Ji onto the ground based on his strength alone.
If he had adjusted his position, ng Fan was worried this guy might have reacted fast enough to counter.
Based on experience, he wouldn’t have been able to beat him.
“This is getting interesting!”
Wu Ji imdiately stood up after being thrown to the ground and did not give ng Fan an opportunity to suppress him. He stood up and dived in right away for a leg-lock takedown.
After successfully taking him down, he tumbled again and reached for ng Fan’s wrist. But he didn’t reach him in ti. ng Fan, though, managed to snatch right on.
At this mont, ng Fan was still on the floor. He didn’t care what technique he used. Relying on his strength alone, he rolled over and body slamd Wu Ji.
Thump. It wasn’t a light throw.
After landing on the ground, Wu Ji’s tumble began to slow down.
As he slowed, ng Fan was able to suppress him and perform the capture technique.
Wu Ji tried to counterattack, but ng Fan was too strong. He couldn’t match ng Fan’s hand speed either and wasn’t able to struggle free.
Instinctively, he pulled backwards, breaking free in a sweeping motion.
Lao Hei scread at this ti. “Ji Bro, you used the sweeping technique!”
“Shut up!”
Wu Ji coldly glared at him and stood his ground. He gestured to ng Fan. “Co and get .”
Allowing ng Fan to snatch at him counted as his own punishnt for breaking his own “rules.”
After ng Fan successfully snatched at him, Wu Ji also reached out and snatched. The two held onto each other and confronted each other face to face.
ng Fan was stronger than Wu Ji, but Wu Ji’s takedown skills were much better than ng Fan’s.
After several exchanges back and forth, they were in a stalemate. Neither one could flip the other.
They glared at each other, foreheads almost touching.
As they stared, the anger and desire for combat suddenly extinguished from ng Fan’s eyes, a terrible thought appearing in ng Fan’s eyes.
My dear god, why do I have a strong urge to kiss him!
Suddenly, ng Fan released his grip and squird away.
“Wait!”
ng Fan reached out to pause, clutching his head. “Bro, is your last na Wu?”
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