45: Chapter 45 The Devil Instructor

"Okay, come over here!"

Facing Zhang Ming's request, Pang Hua quickly agreed.

While instructing Li Xuefei, he constantly observed the performance of the others, and naturally noticed Zhang Ming's disheveled state.

However, he also knew that this wasn't because Zhang Ming was incompetent; on the contrary, among the nine, his strength was in the top three. It was just that his opponent was too abnormal, which made his performance seem so poor.

Soon, Pang Hua arrived in front of Fang Yuan, while Zhang Ming went to stand opposite Li Xuefei.

"Hehe, Young Miss Xuefei, please be merciful."

Standing before the girl he wanted to pursue, Zhang Ming behaved very politely and properly.

However, to his disappointment, his self-proclaimed elegant movements held no special appeal in Li Xuefei's eyes.

Li Xuefei's status meant she often saw many important figures, but no matter how a sixteen-year-old boy presented himself, there was still a hint of immaturity.

"Make your move!"

A cold voice came from her mouth. Li Xuefei didn't have much good impression of the two Families and the Heavenly Evil Gang members.

Chasing a girl always requires some patience. The confident young man believed that as long as he performed exceptionally, he would surely attract the girl's attention... "Kid, your performance just now was quite good...!"

On the other side, Fang Yuan was enjoying a different treatment than Zhang Ming. As soon as Pang Hua came up, he showered him with praise.

After exchanging pleasantries, he told Fang Yuan to go all out, exuding absolute confidence, completely unafraid of making any mistakes.

This was the confidence of a Gold Rank Professional. Even if their strength was equal, he could easily handle it, let alone a mere youngster who had just been weaned. It was hard for him to take it seriously.

"Yes...!"

Fang Yuan observed the burly man, over 1.9 meters tall, with a solemn expression. Just standing opposite him, he could feel an immense pressure, making one want to retreat.

Under tremendous pressure, his body tensed, mobilizing all his strength, aiming forward. Fang Yuan closed the distance at his absolute maximum speed, his long blade striking directly at the target's chest.

Bang!!

A dull thud echoed as his explosive strike was easily parried.

Pang Hua, without moving from his spot, twisted his wrist, and all the force was easily neutralized. Moreover, it caused Fang Yuan to be unable to retract his momentum, making him stumble forward uncontrollably.

"Don't just use brute force. I only used a thousand points of strength just now, and it made you so disheveled. You need to pay attention to technique..."

A gruff voice sounded as Pang Hua diligently pointed out Fang Yuan's problem.

Hearing this, Fang Yuan, who had just clumsily stood up from the ground, was stunned for a moment. Especially after hearing that the other party had only used a thousand points of strength to easily neutralize his own seventeen hundred-plus points of strength, he realized how crude his force application technique was.

As the saying goes, 'four ounces can deflect a thousand pounds.' Although Pang Hua wasn't that exaggerated just now, he still easily neutralized more force than he used.

Fang Yuan didn't have the strength to break all laws with a single strike. Since various techniques of force had such miraculous effects, he decided to make this a compulsory course in his heart.

In the time that followed, under Pang Hua's guidance, Fang Yuan initially understood various techniques of force application. If he were to face the initial situation again, he wouldn't be so disheveled.

10 PM.

"That's all for today. We'll continue tomorrow morning!"

In the brightly lit square, Pang Hua left in a hurry after dropping a sentence, leaving only nine exhausted people behind.

"Phew~, it's finally over!"

Extremely tired, covered in bruises, Fang Yuan sat on the ground without caring about his image.

That afternoon, with Pang Hua as his sparring partner, he experienced what it was like to be like an ox; it was simply a matter of pushing him to his limits as long as he wasn't dead.

Except for meal times, unless he genuinely couldn't stand up, Pang Hua would only let him rest for ten-odd minutes. Once his stamina recovered, the training would continue.

Among the nine, he looked the most disheveled. Everyone else's opponents were at least new recruits, while he had been with Pang Hua himself the entire time.

But then again, although he was very tired today, Fang Yuan savored it. He wasn't a masochist; he could clearly feel his own growth during the process.

After the training, the few who still had energy left one after another, leaving only Fang Yuan and Lin Zhizhi, who was waiting for him, on the field.

"Instructor Pang Hua is truly a Devil Instructor!!"

Lin Zhizhi saw her cousin so disheveled for the first time. Recalling her own exaggerated training that day, the young girl couldn't help but exclaim.

Although her own situation wasn't as exaggerated, she also had to stand up and fight as soon as she recovered her energy.

The one or two hours of rest before noon might have been their blessing.

"Hehe, although the instructor is a bit strict, his training is really effective. Don't underestimate these few days of training; remember to take it seriously..."

Listening to the young girl's complaints, Fang Yuan smiled, then spoke up for the strict Instructor Pang Hua.

Although the other party was indeed very strict, looking at the overall situation of Sea City, his approach was very good.

The outside world was changing every moment. No one knew whether tomorrow or disaster would arrive first. For this, they had to improve their effective strength as much as possible before the unknown.

And to achieve this, strict training was necessary. As long as they weren't dead, they would continue to train, and only then could these newcomers grow faster.

Moreover, there was no danger in doing so. A mere intense training posed little harm to a True Spirit Professional.

Don't look at Fang Yuan being bruised and swollen now; by tomorrow, he would be much better.

After a brief recovery of energy, Fang Yuan and Lin Zhizhi, dragging their tired bodies, took an hour to return home. By the time they finished washing up, it was already midnight.

Another day passed. His body aching all over, he fell into a deep sleep the moment he lay on the bed. He was truly too tired... At 7 AM the next day, Fang Yuan and the other nine newcomers all arrived at the training ground on time.

The steps were the same as yesterday: first, ten Defense Force members sparred to demonstrate what combat techniques truly were.

The second step was the newcomers fighting against the veterans. Compared to their disheveled state on the first day, the newcomers could now barely hold their own, and their combat experience had significantly increased.

After these two items, the newcomers then found opponents and engaged in intense battles until 10 PM.

During this time, some people would also receive guidance from the Devil Instructor Pang Hua, with Fang Yuan receiving the most time, three hours on this day.

Finally, Bai Xu was chosen and trained. He was even more exhausted than Fang Yuan was yesterday, collapsing after only half an hour.

"It seems today is a terrifying day."

Bai Xu, who had stood up again, thought to himself... "That's all for today. We'll continue tomorrow!!"

The training ended, and the process was the same as yesterday, with the newcomers dragging their tired bodies home.

This time, Bai Xu was the last one to be guided by Pang Hua. Even after everyone else had left, he still lay on the ground, gasping for breath.