Chapter 126

Fighting

Finally someone was willing to lend them some water, but they hesitated.

Seeing that the two men were hesitating, the man passed the water forward.

"Take it, sister. I'll treat you to a drink." The man smiled like a gentleman.

"No, no, thanks."

The two girls were not really stupid. They felt that the man was not as friendly as he looked, so they waved their hands to refuse.

If you drink this bottle of water, then this man will have a legitimate reason to keep approaching you. What exactly does he want to do with you? I won’t explain it here.

Instructor Yan had been paying attention to the trainees' movements. Seeing this, he shook his head and shouted, "I'll give you ten minutes now. Go out and buy the things you need."

The two girls heard this and said, "Okay, thank you instructor."

"Don't make this an exception. Go and come back quickly."

After the physical training in the morning, there was a combat class with Instructor Yan in the afternoon.

When she faced Instructor Yan, she had no power to fight back and was completely in a passive position. Instructor Yan was merciless and knocked Fang Xin to the ground again and again.

Fang Xin was beaten until his body was covered with bruises.

Fang Xin spent a fulfilling yet painful day in the training gym and finally returned home around six in the evening.

The training ground is not closed and trainees can return to their homes to rest after completing training every day.

You can also choose to live in the dormitory provided by the training center.

Fang Xin returned home and collapsed on the sofa, not even having the strength to move a finger.

Although her physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people, she still cannot bear such high-intensity training. It can be said to be very strict.

Fang Xin couldn't help but sigh that the money was well spent.

Fang Xin took out a cup of squeezed fruit juice from the space and gulped down most of it. Only then did he feel that the aches and pains all over his body were relieved a little.

He took out the fascia gun and gritted his teeth to massage his limbs, then went into the space to take a nice hot bath.

Finally I felt a little better.

Fang Xin had two large plates of meat and two bowls of rice in the evening. The training consumed a lot of energy, so he ate a lot.

When Fang Xin woke up the next morning, he felt pain all over his body. He couldn't even walk properly. His legs were straight and couldn't bend at all.

She would eat a full meal in the morning to avoid being unable to practice due to sudden hunger. She had to ensure that her body had sufficient energy.

The training intensity in the first few days was very high. It was possible that the instructors were testing everyone's physical fitness and skills.

During these few days, some people couldn't stand such high-intensity training and backed out.

But to Fang Xin's surprise, the two girls actually stayed.

Physical training in the morning is to train everyone's physical endurance and constantly challenge their own physical limits. This is the same as Fang Xin's philosophy.

In the afternoon, we have Instructor Yan’s combat class.

Fang Xin figured out all his moves by himself, and he also mixed in some martial arts boxing moves. However, these moves were disorganized, unsystematic, and without any rules at all, and were just a complete mess.

Every move of hers was easily resolved by the instructor, and she was always getting beaten.

The beating made her hold her breath, and the more she held her breath, the less likely she was to win, and the more she lost, the more anxious she became.

She gritted her teeth and got up from the ground without saying a word.

After two fights, the instructor also got to know her skills. "You have good physical fitness and stamina, but you are terrible at close combat."

Instructor Yan limped two steps and said, "You can't even beat a disabled person like me. You are still alive today because you are lucky, not because you are strong."

"And you have a somewhat impatient personality. These are your fatal weaknesses."

Fang Xin clenched her fists. Indeed, she seemed to really think that she was invincible and had lost her mind for a moment. Little did she know that there is always someone better than you.

If a few martial artists came to besiege her, she would really die a miserable death.

After that, Fang Xin practiced very hard every day. He would stand up immediately after being knocked down, just like an indestructible cockroach, and constantly studied the instructor's moves.

As time went by, Fang Xin's progress was particularly significant. He used his agility to dodge the instructor's attacks time and time again.

At the same time, they changed from passively accepting beatings to counterattacking again and again.

She pretended to punch his chest, but actually quickly kicked his lower body, hitting his weak spot. She kicked the instructor's lame foot hard, and finally the instructor staggered and fell to the ground.

Fang Xin was panting heavily and finally won the fight. She walked forward, bent down, rushed towards the fallen instructor, and stretched out her right hand.

The instructor was very angry. He hit her palm hard with one hand and held it tightly.

Fang Xin pulled him up from the ground with great effort.

Another instructor applauded and said, "I never thought that the famous instructor Yan would be beaten down by his own student today."

Instructor Yan stood up and said unhappily, "Go away and stop gloating over other people's misfortunes."

Instructor Yan looked at the time and shouted to the students, "That's all for today. Class dismissed."

"Phew, class is finally over. I'm so exhausted."

"Come on, let's go to my place and have a drink."

Many students walked out of the training hall.

Fang Xin wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, picked up his backpack, turned around and left the training hall.

Another instructor watched Fang Xin walk away and whispered, "You are very optimistic about her."

"I see you spend the most time training her every day."

Instructor Yan shook his legs and ignored him. He took two steps, not daring to touch the ground with his feet.

He felt that his foot seemed to be more lame. He bent down and rolled up his trouser leg, only to find that it was bruised. He didn't expect Fang Xin to be so strong.

"Oh my god, this little girl is really ruthless. How come there is such a big bruise on your body after being kicked by you?" another instructor exclaimed in surprise.

"Okay, stop making noise. I'm looking at you in surprise."

"Okay, okay, I won't stop talking. I'll help you to the infirmary."

"Then why don't you just go away?"

From then on, Fang Xin went to the training hall on time every day. He would bring his own lunch and eat directly on the training ground at noon. After eating, he would take out a small blanket from his backpack, spread it on the ground and sleep.

There are also many people who, like Fang Xin, are unwilling to go to the dormitory arranged by the training hall and choose to sleep on the training ground.

After waking up from a nap, I continued practicing until six in the afternoon.

Every night when I got home, I pretended to go upstairs to get some supplies.

The following days were spent like this. I was exhausted every day and returned home paralyzed.

Massage your limbs to relax your muscles, use space to continue living, and you can get up the next day.

It can be said that the training gym is boring, but Fang Xin enjoys it because she can clearly feel the gradual improvement of her physical fitness and her skills are also steadily improving.