Chapter 337: Danger and liability (1/2)

”Huh?” With his arm extended, Ben's opponent forgot to pull his fist back, surprised that Ben had dodged his punch for the first time. Ben stared at that red glove near his face, more lost than anyone on how he managed to dodge that strike.

Outside the cage, Ricardo also blinked but as the most experienced, he recovered fast. ”It's your chance, kid! Counter!”

Hearing that, Ben's eyes turned sharp. 'That's right. It's time to get some pay—'

*Pow!*

His opponent's left fist smacked against Ben's head. This time, it didn't miss, and it landed flush and with power.

*Bang*

Ben's butt hit the ground as he was dazed for a second.

Ricardo sighed as he shook his head. 'He's got a long way to go.' Seeing Ben panting on the ground, Ricardo started to walk towards the cage entrance. 'I guess we better call it a day.' However…

*Tap* *Tap*

The sound of gloves hitting the ground made Ricardo look up as he watched Ben get back up to his feet. Ricardo squinted. ”Kid, you want to keep going?”

Out of breath and with sweat all over his face, Ben looked back at Ricardo and nodded his head in a serious manner.

Seeing this, Ricardo smiled in appreciation and gave Ben some words as the coach. ”Good, and hey, remember this one thing…”

”Yea?” Ben was looking forward to some coaching advice. He still had so much to learn.

”I won't be legally responsible if you die in there.”

…

”What?” Ben wasn't sure if he heard wrong. 'Maybe my hearing's a little off from that last punch.'

”You signed a waiver. If you die during practice, the gym and especially me, ESPECIALLY ME…will not be legally liable. Not again….”

Over at Ricardo's side was Valentina, to whom Ben glanced over with a doubtful expression, checking whether Ricardo was joking.

Valentina returned Ben's gaze. ”It also applies if you become a vegetable… We're legally…immune…”

…

This gym was part of her inheritance, after all. She also wanted to make sure they crossed their t's and dotted their i's.

Shaking his head, Ben couldn't believe these two, but he turned around, trying to forget about their nonsense, because he wanted to remember that feeling, the one when he dodged that last punch. So as he looked at his opponent who slammed his gloves together and nodded at him, Ben bit down hard on his mouthpiece, and nodded back indicating he was ready. 'I'm getting the hang of it.'

20 seconds later…