Chapter 1007: The Story of Ling and Heng (270)
Two years later.
In a Chinese martial arts club on the first floor opposite the Polytechnic University, Boston, USA.
“Big news! Take a look! The champion of this year’s National Close Combat Championship is a player nad Zero. She wore a cap and her face couldn’t be seen. But look at her figure, she’s clearly our cold-faced coach...”
“Let’s see. Shit, isn’t our coach nad Ling? This player’s na is zero. It’s her!”
“Do you still need to look at the na? Look at this sexy figure. They are the sa person!”
“My God, our coach is actually the champion of the National Close Combat Championship!”
“She is only the champion of the won’s team!”
“So what? Don’t you see the videos of the gas? The gas of the n’s team are not as exciting as the won’s team. Besides, with Coach Ling’s martial skills, ten n put together won’t be a match for her!”
Several students were sitting in the classroom and chatting, and suddenly they heard a cold female voice, “It’s three o’clock. Are you going to practice or not? Get out if you won’t practice and make room for the next class of students.”
Hearing this voice, they all shivered and turned around with embarrassnt. Sure enough, the woman scolding them was the masked champion in the magazine. They quickly stood up and began to practice, but from ti to ti, they glanced at the expressionless short-haired woman in front of the door.
Gee, Coach Ling was usually conservatively dressed, but on so special occasions, she would wear black tights, which made her look cool and sexy. Her hot figure almost impressed everyone.
Although she participated in the championship of the National Close Combat Championship on the advice of the head coach and won the championship, she was so low-profile as not to tell anyone about it. She never told anyone her real na and, in the gas, she also just used a code na, Zero.
This was not the point. The point was that the female coach they admired so much was still so young.
These students were all a few years older than her. They were basically from rich families, but they were overawed by her because of her indifferent temperant. They never dared to say anything to offend Coach Ling.
Otherwise, she would really beat them up.
This Chinese martial arts club was not small, but other coaches, whether male or female, no matter how old they were, were no match for her.
Feng Ling walked through these students, looked at everyone’s training postures, raised soone’s arm, and then patted his back hard. “What are you doing? Do you have a hump? Keep your back straight!”
“Yes!” The male student purposely drawled but when he t the coach’s stare, he pursed his lips and did not dare to say a word.
After staring at him coldly for a while, Feng Ling retracted her gaze and turned to the students on the other side.
Her current na was Ling, which ant zero.
Zero ant that she had nothing but was having a new start.
After leaving XI Base two years ago, she left Los Angeles. Originally, she wanted to go to another country, but then she found that she was used to staying in the United States, and other places might not be suitable for her. So she moved to Boston and worked in this martial arts club as a coach.
It took her half a year to adjust to the life here, and another year to accept such a peaceful life, dealing with these foreign students in their early twenties every day. Most of these people were from rich families and were proud and arrogant. They joined this club just to kill ti and didn’t take the classes here seriously. But after a short ti, she completely changed their attitudes. They didn’t dare to miss any class, nor joke around during class.
Just when she walked to a student who had been studying from her for more than a year, the student suddenly glanced at her and asked in a low voice, “Belle Ling, I heard that you won the prize of 500,000 US dollars this ti. Will you treat us all to a al...”
Feng Ling stopped her steps and suddenly turned to look at him.
The student imdiately turned his head back in fright and continued to practice seriously. Otherwise, he would definitely be beaten up.
However, he was still kicked behind his knee. “The posture is wrong!”
The student: “...”
“What did you call ?” Feng Ling looked at him coldly.
“...Belle Ling... Ouch!” After being kicked again, he instantly said, “Coach Ling.”
The other almost burst into laughter, but they all held back their laugh. Otherwise, they would be in serious trouble.
Feng Ling turned to the next student and corrected his posture. After checking and correcting all students’ postures, she walked back to the front and looked at them for five minutes before she said, “Have you mastered the movents I taught you last ti? If anyone thinks he has, co out and fight .”
The students exchanged a glance. Great, that’s a good chance to get close! When they were going to co up, the one standing at the front rushed up first.
However, he was defeated soon. He thought Feng Ling, such a skinny woman, would be easily thrown to the ground. However, there were too many loopholes in his movents. Feng Ling just casually dodged and he overstretched himself and lay back on the ground.
While the audience was trying to hold back laughing, Feng Ling clapped her hands and said deadpan, “Next.”
The next person ended up the sa, trying to throw her to the ground with a brute force only to fall to the ground.
The next one fell even harder.
This tall and slender woman had an alluring face but kept her hair short and only wore loose martial arts uniforms and sportswear every day. She was so thin, but no man was her match in martial arts.
They really doubted where she ca from. This woman was so beautiful but cool. Watching her fight was a kind of enjoynt.
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