After soaking in the bathtub for more than ten minutes, Wang Ye got out, put on his pajamas, watched some videos in bed, and then fell into a deep sleep.
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May 5th
5:12
It was still dark outside.
Wang Ye woke up.
He realized that his sleep duration had shortened again.
"Sigh, if I keep evolving like this, I’ll probably end up quitting this bad habit of sleeping altogether," he thought.
Wang Ye stretched, and his stiff spine crackled like popping beans.
He sat up, changed into a set of dried sportswear, and went out for a 25-kilometer morning run to clear his mind.
In the early dawn, as the sky just began to lighten, the air still carried a trace of dampness and chill. There weren’t many people on the road; the entire street seemed to have only one runner accompanied by the gradually brightening bird chirps in the trees, creating an addictive feeling.
After running, Wang Ye took out a tissue to wipe his sweat.
He stopped by a breakfast shop and bought two fried dough sticks.
As he ate the freshly made crispy fried dough sticks, he headed home.
Back home.
Wang Ye touched his hungry stomach and suddenly craved a bowl of congee with preserved egg and pork. After a bit of thought, he immediately took out the ingredients needed for the congee from the fridge and cooked a meal of preserved egg and pork congee.
This time, he used three pounds of rice for the congee, five pounds of meat, and fifteen preserved eggs. It took two pots just to barely fit all these ingredients.
If anyone saw the scene of Wang Ye preparing ingredients for his congee, they would surely exclaim at the sheer amount.
After cooking the preserved egg and pork congee, Wang Ye spent another half an hour finishing the two pots of it.
After eating.
He belched, then went to the bathroom.
After drinking the congee, his bladder quickly filled with urine.
He hadn’t eaten much food, but he’d drunk a lot of water.
If he hadn’t suddenly wanted to drink preserved egg and pork congee, he would have chosen a more efficient way to eat, like noodles or vermicelli, which are refined carbs.
After breakfast.
Wang Ye grabbed his satchel and headed to the Strength Training Hall studio where he got a membership card two days ago.
He walked about three kilometers along the road.
Finally, he arrived at the Strength Training Hall, located in a dim alley.
The environment of this studio was completely different from a regular commercial gym; it was exceptionally quiet. Inside, there was only a middle-aged woman doing cardio on a treadmill, a young man doing bench presses, and a coach training boxing in front of a sandbag. Everyone was training alone with headphones. Although it was quiet, it had a unique atmosphere.
The coach by the sandbag saw Wang Ye enter, took off his headphones, and waved.
"Hey man, back to practice high flips today?"
"Nah, gonna try something different today," Wang Ye shook his head.
Thinking about weightlifting all the time wasn’t very interesting. The reason he came to the studio was to try out some exercises he hadn’t encountered before.
After all, besides barbells and dumbbells, the gym had some unusual training equipment, like hammerbells.
Just when Wang Ye was about to explore other equipment,
the coach suddenly walked over and asked, "Do you box?"
Wang Ye nodded, "I know a little bit."
The coach flashed a cunning smile, bumped his bandaged fists together, and suggested, "How about we practice together?"
"Sure," Wang Ye followed the coach to the boxing area and asked, "By the way, how good are you?"
The coach boasted, "I’ve boxed for about ten years. Casual people can’t get close to me. Although you’re strong, you might not be able to beat me."
Wang Ye let out a small sigh of relief and said, "That’s reassuring. Let’s have a trial round then."
While helping Wang Ye wrap bandages, the coach introduced himself.
"My name is Li Hong. You can call me Coach Xiao Li. The owner of this studio is my uncle, but he’s usually busy and not around much. So I’m the one handling things here. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."
"Alright, Coach Xiao Li."
After Wang Ye had his bandages wrapped, he shook his fists slightly.
He felt that the bandages didn’t really offer him any protection.
His own Horizontal Training Skill was much stronger than the bandages, which actually made him feel a bit constrained and his Inner Qi didn’t flow smoothly. But since rules are rules, he didn’t want to suggest taking the bandages off.
"Come on, you make the first move," after finishing the wraps, Li Hong stepped back two steps and gestured.
Wang Ye nodded slightly, lowered his stance, instantly executed a Tai Chi Scattering Hand move, dashed forward like a released hyena, and suddenly threw an explosive jab at Li Hong’s face.
He held back a bit, using only half his strength, since he wasn’t too sure of Li Hong’s strength and didn’t want to send him to the hospital with just one punch.
Whoosh!!!
"So fast!" Li Hong exclaimed with surprise, his muscles tensed reflexively, and he quickly intercepted the jab with a slanted arm block.
An invisible punch wind instantly lifted the hair on his forehead,
the gust lasted half a breath before gradually disappearing, showing just how fierce the punch was.
Even a simple jab had such terrifying power...
Shockingly, Li Hong began to pant heavily, his heart rate accelerated from 90 to 150 beats per minute.
His previously casual gaze turned serious.
He glanced at his slightly reddened right arm, feeling a chill in his heart.
"I underestimated you just now. Let’s go again!"
Seeing him like this, Wang Ye relaxed a bit and smiled, "Looks like you really do have ten years of boxing experience. Alright, this time I’ll fight with full force."
"Don’t boast!" Li Hong’s eyes sharpened, he stepped fiercely, and threw a powerful right punch towards Wang Ye’s face.
A strong whistling sound resonated in Wang Ye’s ears. Just as he was about to retaliate with Tai Chi Scattering Hand, Li Hong suddenly ducked, performed a swift dodge, and quickly swung a powerful hook punch aimed at Wang Ye’s abdomen!
"So the real intent is the second punch."
Wang Ye’s eyes narrowed slightly,
"Interesting."
At this moment.
As Li Hong’s hook punch was about to hit Wang Ye’s abdomen, a look of assured victory appeared in his eyes.
In the end, I’ll win!
But before Li Hong could finish his thought, he suddenly saw Wang Ye’s core muscles erupt with terrifying force, propelling him a half step back instantly, then he threw a fierce whip kick, tearing through the air like lightning, violently striking towards him!!
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