Chapter 339 Post-workout meal (1/2)

Ben was outside of the cage, taking off his red gloves and headgear. As soon as he slid the soft headgear off his face, he took a deep gulp of air, still exhausted as sweat dripped down his hair and face. He was unsure if he should be happy or disappointed with his results today.

By the end of the sparring match, he still couldn't land any punches on his opponent. However, Ben wasn't without accomplishments. He avoided getting hit as well. Having learned to utilize his Body Language Reading, Ben became better at dodging at a rapid face. It was an improvement, though an embarrassing one.

Ricardo was also not sure whether he should congratulate Ben or scold him, so the old coach spoke from his heart. ”Listen, don't worry about all that stuff I said about the waiver. I just wanted you to know you had no way out to get you to fight hard. There's an old military saying: 'To get your army to defend to the last man, burn the ships behind them.' You understand?”

Ben narrowed his eyes, deep in thought for a moment before his eyes flashed in understanding. He appreciated his coach's advice and enjoyed the process of learning from someone experienced. Ricardo was weird and cold but he was training him seriously. Ben knew Ricardo's intentions were good. Ben nodded to the old Brazilian. ”I understand, coach. You're saying those ships are my distractions and thoughts about looking for a way out. You wanted me to focus on the opponent in front of me.”

Ricardo blinked. ”No. The ships were your chance of a legal victory in a court of civil law... They're burned now. Remember that.”

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Ben cringed. 'I think I picked the wrong teacher…'

”I hope you still have some energy left.” A sexy voice came from Ben's left as he and Ricardo turned to see Valentina with a lob-sided grin, looking at Ben mockingly. She stood with her arms crossed, highlighting her thick chest like two party balloons squeezed together. Ben had never enjoyed his birthday parties growing up but he got the sudden urge to start a party accessories business empire…

”What do you want to do? The kid's gotten enough training for the day.” Ricardo didn't want Ben to overtrain and get injured.

Valentina snorted. ”You're babying him. Like this, his jiu-jitsu is going to get rusty.” She looked at Ben. ”Let's go. We'll go review the fundamentals.” In her mind, she was already going over the fundamental lesson plan:

100 choke outs.

100 armbars.

100 knee submissions.

It was the sadist's One Punch Man workout!

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