Nightmare Despair

Chapter 22 Falcon Slash
"Senior Brother Chen..."

Du Feng then squeezed out of the crowd, grinning sheepishly as he approached Chen Ping.

At the same time, he cautiously gave Zhou Kai a forced smile.

Zhou Kai merely frowned slightly, offering no further comment.

"You really haven't improved at all."

Chen Ping patted Du Feng on the shoulder lightly, his every word and action filled with disappointment and frustration.

Du Feng looked ashamed and lowered his head, saying, "Then... I'll continue to guide them through the mini-tests."

"Excuse me, Coach Chen, is it possible to get a refund for the membership fee?"

At that moment, someone in the crowd whispered.

What just happened made many new students want to quit... So this is the style of Falcon Wing Martial Arts School?

Wang Jinquan's arrogance and the indifference of the other trainees made them feel that if they stayed here, they probably wouldn't learn anything real.

Chen Ping nodded: "Go to the front desk and talk to them, they can refund you."

Du Feng lowered his head even further, feeling utterly ashamed about the membership refund issue.

“Keep practicing!”

Chen Ping looked at the messy training ground on the first floor and felt extremely bad.

His words carried great weight. At his command, the trainees, who had been gathered together, scattered with a "whoosh" and went to find their own equipment.

As for Wang Jinquan, who had been slapped unconscious, Yang Jing and his group hurriedly helped him up, called for an ambulance, and prepared to send him to the hospital.

Seeing all this, Chen Ping shook his head and turned to Zhou Kai: "Come with me."

Zhou Kai asked, "Did I pass my quiz?"

Chen Ping casually remarked, "When it comes to unrestricted combat, none of these thugs are your match!"

Upon hearing this, the trainees didn't even dare to turn their heads. They all lowered their heads and pretended to be busy with their own things.

But in their hearts, each of them had their own little schemes.

Some people were disdainful, some were jealous, and some were unconvinced.

……

"Chen Ping, is this what you mean by lacking talent? Physical yin deficiency?"

In a martial arts training room on the second floor, a middle-aged man with a goatee scanned Zhou Kai with his eyes, then teased Chen Ping with a half-smile.

Zhou Kai stood to the side, his ears twitching slightly.

Judging from this, Chen Ping had told this person before that he was not good enough?
Now they're eagerly bringing me here again. Isn't this just contradicting themselves?

Zhou Kai subconsciously looked at Chen Ping.

Their eyes met for a moment in the air, and Chen Ping immediately looked away calmly, saying indifferently, "Uncle Wu, I misjudged him that day... Now I think he is capable."

The middle-aged man with the goatee was named Wu De, and he was a master-level figure at the Falcon Wing Boxing School.

When the head of the gym was away, he and several other senior martial brothers would manage the gym and teach their own disciples.

Wu De nodded, showing no doubt about Chen Ping's words and clearly trusting him completely.

He asked directly, "So, the reason you came to see me specifically is..."

"If you want to teach him falconry, you can teach him yourself."

Chen Ping performed a rather traditional courtesy: "The proper procedures still need to be followed."

Wu De chuckled softly and slowly walked up to Zhou Kai.

He raised his hand and lightly pounded Zhou Kai's chest a few times, then stretched out his fingers and pressed on several acupoints on his arm.

He squinted and pondered for a moment before clicking his tongue.

"His physical constitution is indeed terrible, but his comprehension and physical coordination are quite good... He's a good prospect for practicing routines."

"Unfortunately, there's no upper limit."

Wu De looked at Zhou Kai with a smile: "Kid, you're not upset that I said that, are you?"

Zhou Kai shook his head, his expression calm: "Thank you for your comments, Master Wu."

He felt calm and indifferent.

Upper limit?

It doesn't matter.

There are no limits to my efforts and hard work.

Wu De was quite surprised by Zhou Kai's calmness: "Quite confident? I hope you can still maintain this confidence two months from now."

He waved his hand and said to Chen Ping, "Take him to learn."

“I know why you suddenly came to flatter me… I can give him an extra portion of the secret medicine.”

"As for what your master will say when he returns, you can explain it to him yourself."

"Alright, get lost. Don't let me see you again in the next few days."

"Yes, Uncle-Master." Chen Ping bowed.

Zhou Kai followed suit: "Yes, Master Wu."

……

"You're lucky, Uncle Wu didn't test you personally."

A moment later, Zhou Kai was taken by Chen Ping to his private martial arts training room.

"From now on, you can come three days a week."

"For the next three days, I will spar with you, just like I did last night."

Chen Ping suddenly turned around and looked at him seriously: "The average time for students to master the Falcon Strike Technique is one month."

"Those with better talent need to study for two to three months before they are qualified to compete for a master."

"Only those who master the skills within a month and make a name for themselves in the ring can be considered geniuses."

“And the time I’m giving you is much shorter than that.”

"Get started in three days."

"Master it in two weeks!"

Zhou Kai straightened his expression and replied in a deep voice, "I will do my best!"

To be fair, it doesn't need to be two weeks... one week is enough.

He glanced at the panel; there were still nearly two hours before the "clear-headed" state ended.

Not a single second can be wasted.

Every bit of growth in reality increases the chances of survival in nightmares.

Zhou Kai raised his eyes and stared intently at Chen Ping.

"Coach, if possible, let's start now!"

Chen Ping's eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at Zhou Kai for several seconds.

Even though this kid went back to catch up on sleep after dinner, he hasn't closed his eyes since midnight.

His bloodshot eyes revealed that he was utterly exhausted.

But he was still able to hold on with sheer willpower.

Is this... just a matter of willpower to tough it out?

Chen Ping was secretly shocked. This extraordinary willpower was, to some extent, a kind of talent.

"be prepared."

Chen Ping nodded in acknowledgment.

He then added, "Oh, by the way, from now on, call me senior brother."

A strange light flashed in Zhou Kai's eyes, and he replied, "Yes, Senior Brother!"

Seeing that Zhou Kai quickly got into the zone.

Chen Ping took a few deep breaths and calmed himself down.

He then began practicing his falconry technique.

He also knew that for Zhou Kai, this pace of learning was ridiculously fast... but extraordinary people should be treated in extraordinary ways.

To allow a brilliant talent to be obscured by mediocre people is a sign of the incompetence and lack of discernment of those senior students.

Chen Ping slowly assumed a fighting stance, his hands spread out with five fingers, resembling falcon claws.

Grab, hook, twist... a series of movements as smooth as flowing water, expansive yet sharp.

As the force was released, a series of muffled explosions echoed in the air.

This set of boxing techniques is not only highly entertaining to watch, but its practical value in combat is also undeniable.

Zhou Kai watched intently.

"The Falcon Strike Technique originates from the Eagle Claw Hand and Iron Wing Fist in ancient martial arts."

"The founder of the Falcon Wing Boxing School integrated the two, taking the essence and discarding the dross, which led to the creation of the Falcon Strike Technique. Later, based on this, he created the even stronger Broken Wing Style."

"Now, the Falcon Strike Technique is a prerequisite martial art for learning the Broken Wing Style."

"Since you've decided to join Falcon Wing, your ultimate goal should be—Broken Wing Style!"

"You need to be prepared to devote most of your energy to Broken Wing Stream."

Chen Ping demonstrated and explained at the same time.

After he had performed the entire routine once, he began to guide Zhou Kai through the practice step by step.

With his "clear mind" and Zhou Kai's own remarkable comprehension, he was rapidly absorbing and digesting every key point of the Falcon Striking Technique.

Unbeknownst to Zhou Kai, a blurry shadow was appearing and disappearing in the skill bar on the panel in front of him.

(End of this chapter)