"At this stage, Zhu Ding's endurance and strength were absolutely superior to Wang Chao's." He Jingping was the first to speak.
Qin Huachang followed, "His neural reaction speed might not surpass Wang Chao's, but thanks to his physical attributes, his footwork speed was definitely faster."
Wang Lu said, "He trained under my younger brother for six years and picked up some of my ideas along the way. His judgment and anticipation are far better than they were back then. Wang Chao's varied serves shouldn't be able to contain him."
Zhu Zeshi spoke last. "He refuses to tell me anything, but every year when he comes home for the New Year, he goes out to play. I secretly had someone record him every time, and I really did find some clues..."
He glanced at He Jingping, his expression somewhat strange. "Junior Brother, did you know? That little brat has been analyzing your two-winged looping style all along... He seems to have been training specifically against your style."
At those words, Qin Huachang and Wang Lu wore equally strange expressions. There was even a hint of sympathy in the way they looked at He Jingping, along with far more gloating.
They were both thinking that He Jingping had truly suffered rotten luck for eight lifetimes to end up with a younger generation member like Zhu Ding. How deep did a grudge have to run for him to remember something from seven years ago to this day?
Besides, Old He hadn't even done anything wrong back then. Later, he had even put aside his pride and taken the initiative to reconcile, yet that kid had stubbornly refused to let it go.
Holding a grudge would have been one thing, but six years of targeted training? How obsessive did someone's personality have to be?