Chapter 48: Through the Looking Glass (1/2)

Chapter 48: Through the Looking Glass

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“Absolutely!” Ye Chong’s reply was loud and firm!

“Oh…” The cold wind blew as Johansson spoke indifferently, “So, you want to butt in?” The dark mask shone in polished black.

Ye Chong shook his head.

Johansson was perplexed for a second. That was unpredicted! He maintained a calm facade and asked softly, “I see. So… why did you speak up?”

“I…” Ye Chong halted for a moment thinking of a way to convey his feelings, but he lacked the experience of making deals with people. He decided to ditche the idea and spoke straightforwardly, “I want to learn battle techniques from you!”

That statement stupefied Johansson. Oh! Johansson turned joyful. This was such a good opportunity. While he was racking his head to think of a way to drag this boy all the way to Instructor Hak, the boy decided to offer himself. No force capture was needed it seemed. He suppressed his joy and spoke on as calmly as possible, “Very well. But you are required to undergo some examination. Follow me then, if you would!”

Johansson turned on his heels, and carried the bodyguard in his arm. He hurried away in a flash!

Ye Chong chased after the masked man without any hesitation!

The bodyguard was like a heavyweight dumbbell in Johansson’s hand, but he carried him with ease. As Ye Chong chased on his confidence started to extinguish. This is already my maximum speed… yet I can’t even overtake the masked man. Our distance remained the same when we left, and I can’t even close the gap between us. That wasn’t the only mood-killer – considering the masked man was actually lifting a 260 pound man, it would be blatantly justifiable that he just didn’t have the speed to even compete the masked man. Clouded in negative thoughts, he grew disappointed of himself.

Speed, velocity, and anything that sets motion like lightning was always what Ye Chong had the most priority on as well as confidence. Back in the days when he was still piloting Winnie, he was already equipped with speed. When Mu appeared, the intensive training given caused his overall speed to increase significantly. He also enjoyed the excitement of being fast and furious. Despite that, he did not expect this day to come when what he valued and was proud of was being smashed into pieces. It was heartbreaking and disappointing.

That was not the only thing uncalled for.

Meanwhile, Johansson felt similar. The race came unexpectedly like a tsunami to his status quo!

In the Black Cove, Johansson was known for his speed among his batch mates. Among the other men who joined, he was outstanding although he was not the fastest, but he was well known at least. Speed was a technique he was an expert in and also the key to his victory! However, he too did not foresee that this day would come when he would almost compete with a mere puny boy from nowhere. Even though he was carrying a few hundred pounds of a meaty man in his hand, it seemed to be a huge disadvantage to the rationale of this situation. He knew that the “dumbbell” was pretty much nothing contrary to what the public would assume. So, even if there was nothing in his hand, he would not be much faster than he is at the moment!

Moreover, in a brief inspection through his sharp eyes, he could already reckon that the boy had much more room for improvement. It was obvious that the boy had yet undergone proper training since he wholly depended on the speed-burst by his feet. If the boy were to remedy some of the flaws he had, his speed would elevate by ten percent at the very least. By then, he would be much faster and had been long leading the race instead! If I brought the boy to Hak and he was aware of how brilliant and potent this student was, he probably would be laughing his beard off. That annoying beard of his.

Thinking of how he might no longer be the best in Group-F, a rush of envy surged in him!

If that happened, Group-F would be exceptionally stronger with his existence. Then Group-F would be able to turn the tide! Johansson’s mood elevated at that thought.

Both of them were having their own theater of monolog as they raced after one another!

Johansson was turning here and there while Ye Chong already lost his sense of direction. He had no idea where he was by then. He only knew that he had to follow the masked man. Johansson walked into the parking walkway next, and turned to Ye Chong, “Have a mech?”

“Yes!” He nodded.