Formal Team Members

Liu Yu's pretty face flushed slightly, making Chubby behind her drool.

"I'm reminding you, this will be the club's final selection for formal team members."

After a pause, Liu Yu continued.

"If you aren't selected, you'll never get another chance."

Hearing this, Zhou En clenched his fists tightly and said solemnly,

"I'll definitely work hard."

Seeing how determined Zhou En was, the beautiful coach nodded in satisfaction.

"Also, most of the club's resources go to formal trainees. If you join the club, you won't receive many resources."

"So don't think the competition three months from now will be easy."

Hearing that, Zhou En's expression turned serious.

Zhou En had not expected the club to be so brutal. Climbing upward was this difficult.

"I'll work hard." Yet Zhou En became even more fired up.

"Mm, all right. You can start training now." The beautiful coach nodded approvingly.

Then she turned, about to leave with a graceful flourish.

"Um." Zhou En hurriedly called after the beautiful coach.

"You haven't told us how to train yet?" Zhou En kindly reminded her.

The beautiful coach widened her beautiful eyes, looking at him as though he were an idiot.

"I say, classmate Zhou En, don't tell me you don't even know the most basic training methods?"

The beautiful coach's gaze made Zhou En feel rather embarrassed. He scratched his head and lied,

"No, no. I meant, doesn't the club make specialized training plans for its trainees?"

"Heh." Liu Yu smiled faintly, making Chubby behind her secretly swallow again.

"Specialized training plans are only for formal team members. If bench trainees don't understand something, they can ask me, but I won't make specialized training plans for them."

Those words made Zhou En's heart go cold.

Chubby's eyes lit up beside him. Wasn't this the best chance to get close to the beautiful coach?

Zhou En asked bitterly, "Coach, then how am I supposed to defeat the other formal trainees in the competition three months from now?"

He had not expected realizing his dream to be so difficult. Reality had taught Zhou En a hard lesson.

The beautiful coach spread her hands, indicating that there was nothing she could do. If the formal team members had not already been selected—

Zhou En, with his exceptional talent, certainly could have become a formal trainee. But now, it was a little too late.

To be honest, after seeing Zhou En's terrifying talent for martial arts, Liu Yu had truly felt a desire to nurture talent.

That was why she had unexpectedly given Zhou En a club business card. In any case, three months would not delay much of his studies.

It would depend on whether this kid Zhou En had any fate with the World Free Combat Championship.

That was what the beautiful coach thought to herself.

She reached out and patted Zhou En on the shoulder before turning to guide the other formal trainees.

"Chubby, stop drooling and figure out how we're going to train." Zhou En looked at Chubby's drooling face and spoke up.

Chubby wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said, "So, it's hopeless now, right?"

It was not that Chubby was trying to discourage Zhou En. He simply could not see any hope at all under these circumstances.

"Having dreams is good, but you have to face reality rationally," Chubby continued consoling him.

At that moment, Chubby had practically transformed into a fortune-teller, rambling on without end.

"Oh." Zhou En responded absentmindedly, while thinking about how he could get the beautiful coach to make a training plan for him.

After all, an excellent training plan was incomparably important for improving physical fitness.

Zhou En understood that obvious principle.

Looking at the unfamiliar machines and trainees around him, Zhou En could not help feeling lost for a moment.

"Hey, what are you two standing here for?" Just as Zhou En was feeling lost about life, a clear voice reached his and Chubby's ears.

Turning around, they saw a young man with thick eyebrows and large ears enter their field of vision.

Zhou En shook his head and said, "We don't know how to train."

"Then you've found the right person." The thick-browed, big-eared young man seemed quite talkative, though his phrasing was not exactly polished.

"For bench trainees like us, there are basically only two ways to train."

That made Zhou En's eyes light up. He hurriedly asked, "What two ways?"

The thick-browed, big-eared young man did not keep them in suspense and continued.

"The first is having some understanding of physical fitness and martial arts, then creating your own training routine."

"The second is training with someone from the first group."

The thick-browed, big-eared young man spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Oh." Zhou En could not help feeling disappointed. He had thought others had found some clever method, but it was just this.

"Hey, kid, having facilities and an environment like this is already pretty good."

Seeing Zhou En's pretentious expression, the thick-browed, big-eared young man could not help speaking up.

"If our club were open to the public, it would cost at least three hundred yuan per visit."

That was true. A month only cost two thousand yuan, and a yearly membership was even cheaper.

"That expensive?" Zhou En secretly clicked his tongue.

"How about you two train with me?" Seeing that he had successfully shown off, the thick-browed, big-eared young man said happily.

Zhou En nodded helplessly. For now, it seemed this was his only option.

"My name is Su Lin," the young man introduced himself.

"Zhou En."

"Wang Rui," Chubby said.

"I'm working on chest muscles today. I'll test you two first." As he spoke, Su Lin walked over to a machine.

"Let's see how much weight you can push."

Clearly, Su Lin was also a half-baked amateur. If it had been a professional, he would definitely have had them warm up first.

But a half-baked amateur was more than enough to fool rookies like Zhou En and Chubby.

"Let me go first." Without waiting for Zhou En to speak, Chubby stepped onto the bench press rack first.

"Come on, I'll set the weight to the minimum first." As Su Lin spoke, he removed the barbell plates from the bench press rack one by one.

This left Su Lin drenched in sweat and panting heavily.

"I'll start you off with twenty jin." As he spoke, Su Lin placed two small barbell plates onto the bench press rack.

"Oh." Chubby answered and slowly walked over to lie down on the bench press.

Under everyone's gaze, Chubby shouted and slowly pushed the barbell upward.

Chubby's shout drew the attention of people around them, though Chubby himself, as the one involved, did not feel anything was wrong.

Instead, Su Lin and Zhou En beside him blushed in embarrassment and both turned their heads away.

However, Zhou En did not notice two cold gazes watching him.

"Brother Li, we can't just let this kid keep growing." Yue Hua said with a gloomy face.

"Yue Hua, don't worry. That kid definitely won't live to see that day." Li Hui sneered coldly.

Li Hui was the boss of the campus gang.

Though he only lorded over the campus, anyone who could firmly hold the boss's position had to have some real skill.

People who rolled up their sleeves and started fighting whenever they had a grudge could never become the boss.

Li Hui had been that kind of single-minded person in his early years, rolling up his sleeves whenever something displeased him.

But after a painful lesson, that unforgettable man made Li Hui understand that to bring someone down, besides having some fighting skills—

one also needed a clever brain.

"When the time comes, I'll pretend to give him the formal team members' hellish training plan."

"Once he trains himself to exhaustion, I'll have a few brothers take care of him outside."

At this point, Li Hui could not help chuckling sinisterly.

"As long as that kid spends half a year in the hospital, the formal team member spot will still be mine."

Yue Hua's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"When the boss makes a move, it really is extraordinary."