Holy Fist!-Chapter 70 - : 069 Go and kill at their door! (4.3k)_2
Chapter 70: 069 Go and kill at their door! (4.3k)_2
Wei Dong felt that having Bai Xiao as a friend was his good fortune.
Bai Xiao looked at Wei Dong’s somewhat naive smile and silently turned his head.
“Sorry, Brother Dong…”
“Next, I’ll have to trouble you to be my little guinea pig.”
The company campus, a spacious gym.
It had been remodeled, fully equipped, and well supplied with props.
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At the moment, it was nearly ten o’clock at night.
The brightly lit gym, with its white tiles reflecting faintly.
Wei Dong was wearing a set of gray gym clothes, a sports T-shirt, five-inch shorts. He was panting heavily, sweating profusely, his head buzzing as if bees were flying around. His heart was pounding like a drum in his chest, almost bouncing out of his throat.
With a slack in his hands, the tense muscle finally snapped.
Thump—Wei Dong collapsed onto the floor like a lifeless fish.
Blurry-eyed, he looked at Bai Xiao, who was sitting cross-legged beside him.
A good friend, a good brother, having you is really my “radiant” energy!
He had never been trained so hard before; it was too painful.
Wei Dong did have a foundation; otherwise, his physique wouldn’t be as tall and straight. Flirting also requires a foundational condition, and with Wei Dong always out for mutual consent, of course, he needed to maintain a handsome appearance.
Thus, he would run daily and go to the gym weekly.
However, Wei Dong still underestimated the value behind the two words ‘fighting technique.’ Bai Xiao tried out every fighting technique except Fierce Bird Fighting Skill on Wei Dong—Sandboxing, Jujutsu, Boxing, Wrestling. Four types.
He was proficient in all of them, at least at a minor level or above.
Teaching someone like Wei Dong, who had no foundation in combat, was more than enough for him.
And Wei Dong was tormented enough, his brain a bit disordered. In forty minutes, following Bai Xiao’s movements, he practiced the basic movements of four different styles of combat techniques. Bai Xiao said he wanted to see which fighting technique suited Wei Dong the best and wanted to dig out the great potential in Wei Dong’s body.
But Wei Dong always felt that Bai Xiao was just duping him.
What strong potential for practicing fighting could there be in his body?
When it came to eating, drinking, and indulging, Wei Dong did have a tremendous potential!
Beside him, Bai Xiao let Brother Dong rest.
He contemplated the newly tested rules for the Martial Arts Coach profession.
First, his professional combat certification level four did bring some conveniences. The experience gain of a Martial Arts Coach was evidently much stronger than that of other generic professions. In forty minutes, he gained six points.
That meant thirty-five points and up for four hours.
Of course, Bai Xiao felt this was related to how hardworking Brother Dong, his sole pupil, was. Without Brother Dong’s dedication, it would be difficult to achieve such high gains.
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Next, he found out.
The professional skill “Guidance for Various Combative Techniques” gained experience particularly fast, ferociously strong! It seemed that if he sincerely instructed Wei Dong all evening, going all out, he might gain more than half of the experience required for level one!
That’s full fifty points!
Wouldn’t that mean potential points in just two days?
Bai Xiao felt this had to do with the number and mastery level of combat skills he possessed. Four combat skills, two minor achievements, one major achievement, one perfection.
The deeper his understanding, the more standard his demonstrations, the better the teaching effect he could provide to Wei Dong. The better the effect, the more experience gained.
But ultimately, it still depended on Brother Dong’s cooperation.
Like the idealized prediction Bai Xiao had made about instructing Wei Dong for an evening to gain fifty points of experience, this could not be achieved. Wei Dong’s physical strength had its limits, and he was not a robot; he needed breaks and could be lazy.
Those forty minutes of uninterrupted training were already very considerate.
According to Bai Xiao’s observations, Wei Dong could sustain a little over two hours of training each day, pushing his physical strength to the limit; it was impossible to last four hours.
“It seems that I will have to motivate him every day.”
Bai Xiao quietly withdrew his gaze.
Brother Dong had to stand tall and aspire to improve every day.
Only then would his daily acquisition of professional experience be assured.
However, there should be no worries for the near future. After today’s events, Wei Dong seemed stimulated, now studying very earnestly. Perhaps he genuinely wanted to learn some combat techniques for self-defense.
At eleven o’clock at night, the lights in the gym went out.
Leaving the Wei Nan Biotechnology Company campus, Bai Xiao drove the Mustang SUV that Brother Dong had given him, his gaze calmly fixed on the road ahead.
[Your profession “Martial Arts Coach” experience +15]
[Your skill “Guidance for Various Combative Techniques” experience +21]
[Your skill “Execution of Combat Fitness Plan” experience +16]
“Not a bad haul, little time, significant experience,” Bai Xiao commented.
Next, he drove straight to the Golden Tangerine Bar in his off-road city vehicle. He put on the security uniform, becoming the guardian of the night order.
Although he was two hours late, it was no problem.
Bai Xiao had connections, what could the security department say?
At two-thirty in the morning, he finished work.
He drove quickly back to the Sunshine District.
The doorman raised the barrier and let him in, a bit startled.
Could this guy, who delivers takeout every day, actually afford this kind of car?
How curious.
Is delivering takeout really that profitable?
After getting out of the car and going upstairs, Bai Xiao checked his professional information reminder.
[Your profession “Security Guard,” experience +22!]
[Your professional skill “Patrolling” experience +20!]
It was a bit less than the previous days, but not by much.
After figuring out the rules, the experience gain for the security guard profession was mainly based on conflict incidents. The experience from just sticking to the everyday post was secondary.
