Chapter 266 - From Little Meng to Master Meng (2/2)

He needed to dominate him to grow his experience. Lao Hei was obviously a fighter who was hard to dominate. Coach Yang wanted to give him a tough partner, which also meant this level was hard to pass.

Might as well. Consider it a hard fight to grow experience.

“Little Meng, snatching is all about fast, accurate, and hard. You’re fast and accurate, just not hard enough.”

“Right, use your strength!”

“More!”

“Lao Hei likes being tough!”

Meng Fan was gradually increasing his strength to be safe. Lao Hei was tougher than he had imagined. Everytime he thought the older man would be dominated, he never quite managed it.

“Argh!”

Thump thump thump!

After some time, Lao Hei finally slapped the floor.

“Lao Meng, keep your strength the same!”

“Brother Meng, easy, easy!”

“Master Meng, take a break!”

In the following ten minutes, the honest Lao Hei kept calling Meng Fan by different titles. In just fifteen minutes, the tough Lao Hei started to beg for mercy.

Lao Hei and Yang Feng felt the same about Meng Fan. The man wasn’t here to practice, he was there to make them slap the floor and lose.

If practice was about training one’s skills, then it’s about using the right skill so there’s no need to use your strength after the skills worked. If you were already winning and still used your strength, then it’s about making your opponent beg for mercy.

Lao Hei was a tough practice partner. While he needed a break after ten minutes or so, within the practice time, he was always able to keep up with Meng Fan’s high level output. After a break, Lao Hei always recovered.

For building experience, it was hard to build the first point, then it got easier. Lao Hei was also resilient, he didn’t talk too much like Coach Yang either.

After an hour, Lao Hei helped Meng Fan grow more than 130 points. His total experience was now at 221.

“I’m out.”

After Lao Hei slapped the floor, he lay down and refused to get up. He looked up at the big clock on the wall and said, “Master Meng, it’s been an hour. Let’s call it a day. Are you even human? If I knew it’d be like this, I’d not do this job at three or four-times the pay! I’m not afraid of seven, eight guys attacking me, but I’m afraid you’ll f*ck me up!”

Maybe the two men got close after training for an hour, so Meng Fan was used to talking like this, he actually joked, “No, no, I’m used to you now. Plus, you said you were the toughest at this dojo. If it’s someone else, I wouldn’t be having fun. Fine, let’s call it a day. I’ll be back tomorrow morning and pay you five times the rate, how about it?”

Lao Hei shook his hands and sat up. He smiled, “I was kidding. Double rate is fine. Actually, I liked doing this too. I’ll think of it as joint-lock training. No one else could do it as well as you.”

Meng Fan was glad to hear this. This Lao Hei was a straight-forward guy. “Let’s talk no more of money. Do you have any more classes? Let’s eat, my treat.”

“Sure!”

Lao Hei was happy to stand up. Meng Fan was his kind of guy. It was a good time to eat anyway.

Just then, a door opened on the other side of the practice room and out came a dozen or so female students in taekwondo uniforms, at least half of which were very pretty. They had beautiful faces and great figures, attracting a lot of attention with their appearance.

Lao Hei swallowed hard as he looked over, so did Meng Fan; everyone else did the same.

After the dozen or so female students came out, a man appeared. He was tall, fit, very good-looking, and wore a cool smile.

“Coach Jin, we’re leaving now. See you next time.”

These female students all looked like they had a crush on their coach and were reluctant to leave