Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 67 - 68: What Can Be Done

Chapter 67: Chapter 68: What Can Be Done

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Just now, upon hearing Fatty Tang’s sincere desire to learn martial arts, he was somewhat tempted to teach him a few simple things to prevent something like today’s incident from happening again. However, after seriously checking his muscles and bones, he was completely speechless—Fatty Tang’s aptitude was really extraordinarily poor, simply not cut out for martial arts.

"No way, boss, you’re not just pulling my leg, are you?"

Upon hearing Xiao Yi’s words, Fatty Tang couldn’t help but show a look of disappointment, but soon he looked at Xiao Yi with some suspicion.

"Why would I pull your leg? I also don’t want you to be this bad, always getting bullied to your face."

Xiao Yi gave him a glance.

"Whimper... No way, considering myself, Tang Feng, a talent of my generation, how could I possibly lack the talent for martial arts?"

Seeing the expression on Xiao Yi’s face, Fatty Tang knew that he wasn’t purposefully fooling him, and his face immediately showed an incredibly disappointed look.

"You don’t need to be so sad. Not being able to learn martial arts isn’t necessarily a bad thing for you. Learning martial arts is very tough, and you might not be able to endure it. Besides, even though you don’t have much talent for martial arts, it’s still possible to make you stronger."

Seeing Fatty Tang’s sad expression, Xiao Yi said with some sympathy.

"Ah? Really, boss? Do you have a way? How can I become a bit stronger? Please tell me."

Upon hearing that he could become a bit stronger, Fatty Tang immediately felt as if he had ascended from The Eighteen Layers of Hell back to Heaven, his face filled with joy and anticipation as he looked at Xiao Yi. Even if he couldn’t learn to be as skilled as Xiao Yi, just improving a bit and not being bullied so easily would be great.

"But it will be tough; I’m not sure if you can endure it."

Xiao Yi didn’t directly answer Fatty Tang’s question but looked at him somewhat doubtfully.

"No problem, boss. As long as I can get a bit stronger, I can bear any hardship. By the way, when you say a bit stronger, do you mean strong enough to take on Gao Junjie and those four guys?"

Without even thinking, Fatty Tang immediately agreed, then suddenly remembering something, he looked at Xiao Yi with hope.

"As long as you train well, taking on those four by yourself definitely won’t be a problem."

Xiao Yi looked at Fatty Tang somewhat curiously but recalling the morning’s events, he quickly understood and simply nodded. He wasn’t just flattering Fatty Tang—those four, in his view, really weren’t much, barely beginners, just practicing some flashy moves.

"Then I’ll train, boss, please teach me. Don’t worry, no matter how tough, I can endure it."

Upon hearing that he could take on four, Fatty Tang eagerly nodded vigorously.

"Alright, then let’s get started."

Xiao Yi also nodded and seeing the resolute look in Fatty Tang’s eyes, he felt somewhat consoled. He then began to teach him a set of Jiu-Jitsu specifically tailored to his unique physique, somewhat similar to the close-quarters combat of judo but much more concise and practical. However, there were some moves that were quite challenging for Fatty Tang; he would need to spend quite some time stretching his muscles and tendons to be able to perform them.

Besides, Fatty Tang’s strength, especially his explosive power, also needed to be strengthened. Training for this type of explosive power was also quite tough.

Xiao Yi talked for over an hour, just to cover a not-so-complicated set of Jiu-Jitsu with not many moves, making sure Fatty Tang had memorized them. He went over some of the key points of training methods, and Fatty Tang, fearful of forgetting, even took out a pen and wrote down some of the moves Xiao Yi had described.

"Alright, that pretty much covers it. If you train hard on your own, you should start seeing results in about a month. I’m going to head out now,"

After finally finishing the last lesson on developing explosive power in his legs, Xiao Yi raised his head and said.

"Boss, you’re leaving already?"

Hearing that Xiao Yi was leaving, Fatty Tang was startled for a moment, a reluctant tone in his voice.

"Yes, I’m going to head back for a meal. Remember to practice every day. How well you do is up to you."

Xiao Yi waved his hand, said a word, then looked up again, surveying the dormitory. He glanced at a bed piled high with various items—presumably the one originally assigned to him—without saying anything, and walked out of the dormitory under Fatty Tang’s reluctant gaze.

"Boss, don’t worry. I will train hard, I absolutely won’t let you down."

As he escorted Xiao Yi to the stairwell, Fatty Tang again solemnly assured him.

Xiao Yi turned around, saw the determined look on Fatty Tang’s face, nodded, and without saying more, quickly walked downstairs.

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"Thud!"

Jin Xiaohan furiously punched the hospital wall, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

In his entire life, he had never felt as angry as he did today. Jin Xiaohan, actually kicked by someone, could see Xiao Yi’s boorish face and that arrogant expression before him, as if he could again hear that voice laced with warning.

Stay as far away as possible!

At the thought of what Xiao Yi said, Jin Xiaohan’s mouth twitched forcefully.

"Young Master Jin, that, well, don’t be so angry. It’s just a country bumpkin. He isn’t worth your anger. He’s just a bit good at fighting. It’s not like we have to fight him. We have plenty of ways to deal with him."

Zhang Bing, seeing the frightening expression on Jin Xiaohan’s face, cautiously stepped forward to comfort him.

"What do you have in mind?"

Jin Xiaohan turned back coldly, looking at Zhang Bing.

"He’s good at fighting? Then we find someone even better to crush him! Let’s see how he’ll boast then!"

Zhang Bing’s eyes shifted, a sneer curling at his lips. Everything had happened too suddenly back at Xiao Yi’s dormitory, confusing him, but now in a safe place, his mind had started working flexibly again.

"Not bad!"

Jin Xiaohan nodded, giving Zhang Bing an approving look. This kid was useful in critical moments, but then his face darkened again, "But it’s easier said than done. Where can we easily find a master fighter like that?"

Jin Xiaohan’s worry was not without reason. He himself had trained hard from a young age, and his skills were not something ordinary people could match. Even Zhao Yongcai, his bodyguard, might not be a match for him, but the formidable strength Xiao Yi had shown made him feel powerless. Initially, he estimated that Xiao Yi’s skills were at least on the level of his own coach. Finding a master of that caliber was easier said than done.