What if he turned out to be at the peak of the sixth level? Then he would have to run.
"We haven't seen each other for days. Let me see whether you've been practicing martial arts properly lately."
Inside the Martial Arts Training Room, Meng Chuan and Teacher Luo had changed into their training clothes and stood facing one another.
"Come on, Teacher Luo."
Luo Guanyun rubbed his wrists, making crisp cracking sounds, and said with faintly ill intent, "Today's lesson is called awareness and judgment."
The moment his words fell, Luo Guanyun's figure flickered. He rushed before Meng Chuan and threw a punch.
Fast!
Too fast!
He had still been listening to Teacher Luo speak, yet the next second, the other man had appeared before him as though he had flashed through space.
Faced with the approaching straight punch, Meng Chuan instinctively twisted aside. It had come too suddenly, leaving his movement somewhat stiff.
Unfortunately, he did not evade it. Luo Guanyun's straight punch seemed to have auto-aim, lightly tapping Meng Chuan on the forehead.
"Don't panic. Hold your ground. Next, try to predict my movements."
"I'm keeping my speed around the sixth level. Your blood and vitality are too low. Once I throw a punch, you definitely won't be able to dodge it. You need to use signals from my eyes and bodily movements to make your evasive move in advance."
After a brief pause, Luo Guanyun continued throwing punches as he roared, "My punches will gradually get heavier. If you don't want to go to school tomorrow with your head covered in bumps, then perk up!"
Meng Chuan steadied his mind and began observing the changes in Teacher Luo's gaze and the subtle tremors in his shoulders before each attack.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of fists