Chapter 261 - Feng Ji Dojo (2/2)
Meng Fan replied, “Triple the rate, then. You can make it happen.”
Yang Feng said with resignation, without nodding or shaking his head, “This isn’t about money. How about this, Mr. Meng: Let’s do a physical assessment and see your condition. Then we can customize a training plan depending on your level.”
“Great.”
Meng Fan followed Yang Feng to a room dedicated to physical assessment, which had all sorts of equipment.
After a round of assessment, Yang Feng was surprised by the data. The numbers were very unusual. But then he realized, an Iron Hero would have extraordinary strength. As for the weaker charging and balancing power, it’s understandable considering Meng Fan’s physique.
Meng Fan’s reaction speed really surprised Yang Feng, how was he this fast? Especially his hands.
Of course, Yang Feng only knew of Meng Fan’s fight with the K-pop star. If he knew how quick Meng Fan drew as well, he would understand.
Yang Feng was very professional. He found several coaches and quickly designed a training plan for Meng Fan.
Thai boxing, taekwondo, karate, jeet kune do, and Chinese kickboxing, etc., weren’t right for Meng Fan. Boxing was a good match for Meng Fan’s power and reaction speed. Judo and wrestling would also be good for him given Meng Fan’s body type.
However, with Meng Fan’s emphasis on quick learning, focusing on one craft wasn’t suitable. The best way would be to pick one school of martial arts for his training.
After a careful analysis, he figured that both hitting and kicking techniques weren’t the best for him.
Wrestling!
Snatching!
While his coaches were planning his custom training, Meng Fan was given a tour of the dojo by an employee. On one hand, the dojo could show off its equipment, scale, and professionalism. On the other hand, Meng Fan could observe a class in progress.
The class seemed really professional. Meng Fan initially wanted the coach to let him show off his strength; now he thought better of it. Otherwise, it’d have been awkward.
“Wrestling and snatching? Is it wrestling and snatching people?”
Meng Fan’s eyes turned bright as he heard the words. These professionals knew what they were doing; they figured out his strength right away. The techniques sounded great, and thinking of what he’d seen in movies, Meng Fan thought they would be great for him.
“They’re techniques for wrestling and snatching.”
Yang Feng seemed compulsive as he corrected the words. Then he told Meng Fan, “If you think it’s suitable, let’s get started on these two skills. I’m good with these two skills as well, so I can teach you. Would that work?”
“Of course.”
Meng Fan could tell from the coaches Yang Feng sent earlier that Yang Feng was the best here — or at least one of the best — so he wasn’t trying to fool him.
“Go and change first.”
Yang Feng called over an employee who took Meng Fan to go change. Before changing, Meng Fan insisted on paying first.