Chapter 33 (2/2)
Roland was the fourth.
The coach was instructing a vigorous girl, teaching her how to exert strength in kicking. Seeing that Roland was here, he smiled and said, “You’re the most diligent student I’ve seen. You come the earliest and leave last every day.”
“I’ve paid for this anyway.” Roland shrugged and said, “Besides, I’m currently unemployed. I have to have something to do.”
The coach was a middle-aged man in a vest. His muscles were not too eye-catching, but he was strong and flexible. He found two pairs of gloves and gave Roland one pair. He said, “You’ve been stretching for half a month. It’s time that we start real training. However, before that, I need to test your reaction speed and combat instincts.”
Roland put on the gloves and asked, “How are you going to test it? In a training battle?”
“That’s right.”
While talking, the coach suddenly charged forward and punched Roland’s left eye.
Then, Roland stepped back, and the coach missed his target.
“Huh?”
Briefly dazed, the coach raised his leg and kicked.
However, barely had he moved when Roland stepped back quickly, getting out of the coach’s range of attack.
The coach did not really kick out. He was only measuring Roland’s reaction. It was not a real fight.
“You have fast responses.”
The coach lowered his fists and reached Roland. He said with a smile, “I estimate…”
BAM!
After a collision, Roland took three steps back, with his gloves protecting his face. He seemed rather shocked.
The coach looked even more odd. He moved his right hand back and shouted in surprise, “You definitely have dynamic vision!”
Everybody who was not blind had dynamic vision. The coach was actually referring to those whose spontaneous reactions were very quick.
The coach punched fast but did not really use much strength.
Roland stopped and put his hands down. “You caught me quite unprepared.”
“All right, I know how to teach you now.” The coach clicked his tongue in amazement. “Your reactions are so quick even when you’ve never practiced before. If you had practiced when you were little, you would probably be able to fight in champions.h.i.+ps. I hate talented people like you most. It’s decided then. I won’t teach you wholeheartedly.”
Roland was amused. “Coach, isn’t that blatant discrimination?”
The coach laughed and demonstrated three simple moves.
Then, he asked Roland to practice the moves first.
Roland practiced the three moves so hard in the club that he was covered in sweat. He did not leave the club until noon.
He took another shower at home. After all, his sweat was sticky and made him uncomfortable.
Relieved, he turned on the computer and opened the forum.
There were a couple of pages of system notifications again.
Most of them were tips.
It’s a trending topic again?
Roland opened the thread that he posted that morning curiously.