317: Chapter 317 Instructor! I can take another beating!

Yan Qingwu couldn't help but complain, "Are you sure this is training and not an interrogation under torture?"

Ye Chen spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

"This move might be torture to others."

"But for Chu Niubi, the results are great!"

"If you don't believe me, call Chu Niubi over another day and ask him yourself."

Yan Qingwu opened her mouth, but she simply didn't know what to say.

Well.

She suddenly felt a bit sorry for that Chu Niubi... "Treating an illness requires the right medicine; training people requires the right approach as well."

Seeing her strange expression, Ye Chen added another sentence.

Then.

His gaze swept across those one hundred and twenty faces.

"As for a training plan, I really don't have one."

The people below were all taken aback.

Huh?

Really don't have one?

You're really not joking?

Someone muttered in a low voice, "If there's no plan, what are we going to practice..."

Ye Chen's ears twitched, and his gaze accurately locked onto the source of the sound... it was none other than Guo Qinling.

Guo Qinling felt a chill run down his spine from that glance and subconsciously shrank back.

Ye Chen didn't get angry, however; instead, he smiled.

"However..."

"Although I don't have a training plan, I can help you correct the bad habits you've picked up during your training."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

Correct bad habits?

What does that mean?

Guo Qinling summoned his courage and asked, "Instructor, what do you mean by... correcting bad habits?"

Ye Chen looked at him and explained patiently.

"The fact that you could enter the Hidden Dragon Pavilion and survive the first stage of selection shows that your foundations are all decent."

"But a decent foundation doesn't mean your movements are correct."

"Each of you, to a greater or lesser extent, has some flaws left over from practicing martial arts since childhood."

"These flaws aren't noticeable normally, but when it truly comes down to a life-and-death struggle, a tiny deviation in power delivery could cost you your life."

"And what I can do..."

Ye Chen paused, his gaze sweeping over those young faces, "is to pick out these flaws on your bodies one by one, and then snap them back into place one by one."

These words were spoken casually, yet they left everyone present stunned.

Flaws?

They had flaws on them?

Lu Nan scratched the back of his head with a bewildered look. "Instructor, we usually have instructors watching us during training; our movements are all standard..."

Ye Chen looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Standard?"

"Fine, you come out then."

Lu Nan was startled, then obediently walked out of the formation and stood before Ye Chen.

Ye Chen sized him up for a moment and suddenly spoke, "When you fought me just now, you used your right fist."

Lu Nan nodded. "Right, my right hand has more power."

"The right fist is fine."

Ye Chen continued, "But when you throw a right punch, the power from your left leg can't keep up."

The expression on Lu Nan's face froze.

Ye Chen didn't stop and continued speaking.

"The explosive power of your entire body is normal, except for a lack of exertion in your left leg, which causes your whole body to be insufficiently coordinated."

"The power of a right punch should ideally travel from the soles of the feet to the waist, then from the waist to the shoulder, and finally to the fist."

"But since your left leg is weak, this line of force is broken."

"The power you're striking with isn't from your whole body; it's just the power of your arm."

"That's why I only had to give a gentle pull just now for you to lose your balance and be thrown by me."

As Lu Nan listened, the expression on his face turned from bewilderment to shock, and then from shock to disbelief.

His whole being was as if struck by lightning.

"In—Instructor..."

His voice began to tremble.

"How... how did you know?!"

"I really can't exert force with my left leg!"

"I took a fall when I was a kid and injured a tendon. It healed later, but I always felt something was lacking when I exerted force..."

"The instructors all said my movements were standard and just told me to practice more."

"But after practicing for so many years, that slight feeling has always been there!"

"How could you see it at a single glance?!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen smiled slightly. "Do you think I beat you all up just for the sake of beating you?"

The entire crowd: "???"

Ye Chen continued to speak nonchalantly with his hands in his pockets.

"One hundred and twenty people; the way each person was beaten was different."

"Some were thrown by me, some were sent flying by a palm strike, and some were kicked over..."

"You only felt that you were being beaten, but from your reactions to being beaten, I could see your body's habits, weaknesses, and even hidden injuries left from years ago."

The entire crowd: "???"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow and returned his gaze to Lu Nan's face.

"The issue with your left leg's power delivery was exposed clearly the moment I gave you that shoulder throw."

"When your heel left the ground, your left knee instinctively buckled inward slightly; that was your body protecting the injured area and avoiding exertion."

"That one moment was enough."

Lu Nan listened, dumbfounded, his mouth hanging open wide enough to fit an egg.

The hundred-plus people behind him were also stunned at this moment.

Just now, they only felt that they had been beaten by the instructor until they were looking for their teeth on the ground, in a miserable state.

But what about the instructor?

While the instructor was beating them, he was simultaneously figuring out all their secrets???

And the instructor was actually in the same age group as them!

What kind of damn monster is this!

Lu Nan was dazed for several seconds before suddenly snapping back to his senses.

Then.

He grabbed Ye Chen's arm, his face turning red with excitement.

"Instructor! Can this flaw of mine be cured? Can it be corrected?!"

Ye Chen looked down at the hand grabbing him and didn't speak.

Only then did Lu Nan react; he quickly released his hand and stepped back sheepishly, but the longing in his eyes hadn't diminished in the slightest.

Seeing him like this, Ye Chen nodded.

"It can."

"Lift your left leg."

Without a word, Lu Nan immediately lifted his left leg, standing on one foot and swaying slightly.

Ye Chen walked to his side, his right hand gripping Lu Nan's ankle and his left hand pressing against his knee. "Relax."

Lu Nan took a deep breath and tried his best to relax.

The next second.

Ye Chen's right hand suddenly pulled, while his left hand pushed forward at the same time!

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking came from deep within Lu Nan's hip joint!

"Ah!!!"

Lu Nan let out a miserable scream. His whole body, as if electrocuted, staggered back several steps and sat down on the ground with a thud.

He clutched his left leg, his face pale and cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

The surrounding people were all dumbfounded as they watched this scene.

"Instructor, what are you doing?"

"Brother Lu, what's wrong?"

Some people wanted to go and help Lu Nan, while others looked at Ye Chen with suspicion and uncertainty.

Yan Qingwu was also startled and instinctively wanted to speak up and ask.

However.

Ye Chen just stood there, looking down at Lu Nan, who was sitting on the ground grimacing in pain, and said indifferently.

"Stop screaming."

"Stand up and feel it again."

Lu Nan clutched his leg and looked up with a pained expression. "Instructor, I think my leg is dislocated..."

Ye Chen looked at him, his gaze calm.

"Stand up."

Lu Nan opened his mouth, but meeting Ye Chen's eyes, which showed no ripple of emotion, he swallowed the complaints that were on the tip of his tongue.

He gritted his teeth, propped himself up, and stood up with difficulty.

As soon as his left leg touched the ground, his body instinctively stiffened, waiting for that feeling of being unable to exert force to come.

But... it didn't.

He was stunned for a moment, then tried shifting his center of gravity to his left leg.

He still didn't feel that familiar weakness.

He tried lifting his left leg again, bending his knee, and then kicking out hard... "Huh???"

A long-lost, solid power surged straight up from the sole of his foot!

Lu Nan was completely shocked.

Then.

He suddenly looked up at Ye Chen, his eyes turning red.

"Instructor!!!"

"My... my leg is better?!"

"That feeling of having no strength is gone!"

"It's really gone!!!"

He was incoherently excited, jumping twice on the spot and then stamping his foot hard, his face a mix of crying and laughing, looking exactly like a fool who had won five million dollars.

The hundred and twenty people around were all watching in a daze now.

Wait... it's fixed just like that?

Just one move?

Just that one pull and push, plus a scream, and it was fixed???

Guo Qinling couldn't help but lean in and poke Lu Nan's left leg.

"Brother Lu, are you really better?"

"Or did the instructor give you some benefits, and you're cooperating with him in an act?"

Lu Nan slapped his hand away, his face flushed with excitement.

"I'm really better!"

"See for yourself!"

Saying that, he jumped on the spot, did several deep squats in a row, and then kicked his legs a few times. Every movement was powerful and vigorous, with no trace of the weak-legged appearance from before.

Guo Qinling watched, dumbfounded, and muttered, "Holy crap... that's miraculous..."

The one hundred and twenty people immediately stared together at the young instructor standing in the center of the courtyard. In their eyes, there was no longer the initial doubt and defiance.

Only... awe remained.

And fanaticism.

Ye Chen stood in place with his hands in his pockets, no extra expression on his face.

"What are you all standing there for?"

"Line up."

"One by one."

"Today, I'll first straighten out all the flaws that can be found on your bodies."

"Starting tomorrow..."

He paused, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly, "it's back to being beaten."

The entire crowd: "???"

Lu Nan was the first to react and suddenly raised his hand. "Instructor! I can take another beating!"

Guo Qinling was also like he'd been injected with chicken blood. "Me too! Instructor, you can beat me however you want!"

"Count me in!"

"And me!"

"..."

The one hundred and twenty people scrambled to raise their hands, looking like a group of top students fighting to receive an award.

Yan Qingwu stood to the side, completely disoriented.

These wolf cubs, who were all defiant just a moment ago, are now addicted to being beaten?

She couldn't help but look at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was there calling out the students one by one—bone setting, correcting, screaming, surprises, cheering... the process was smooth and seamless.

Her gaze couldn't help but linger on him for a few extra seconds.

This guy... just how many things does he have that she doesn't know about?