Young People Don't Understand Martial Ethics

On the deepest boxing ring, Fang Cheng and Takeda Masumi were engaged in a fierce bout, moving at speeds that exceeded the limits of an ordinary human.

The two moved and dodged across the entire ring, their punches swinging like spinning fan blades, leaving behind trails of afterimages and the sound of air being torn asunder.

The rapid-fire slapping sounds, like a torrential downpour, were the result of them attacking and parrying one another.

Fang Cheng's movements were identical to Takeda Masumi's; his legs were like springs, bouncing rapidly on the ground to leverage his body into lateral shifts.

His upper body twisted with equal agility, dodging or blocking Takeda Masumi's lightning-fast fists.

While evading, Fang Cheng was also searching for an opening to counterattack.

Aside from the difference in height, the two were like mirror images, trading blows with movements that didn't differ by a hair's breadth.

But this situation did not last forever; over the past three days, Fang Cheng had not only grown through sparring, but he had also kept up with his physical conditioning every day after returning home.

His speed and strength were greater than they had been three days ago, and he had completely overwhelmed Takeda Masumi.

In the stalemate, Fang Cheng gradually gained the upper hand.

Realizing she was about to lose, Takeda Masumi unleashed her trump card once more—a fighting technique combining judo and joint locks.

Fang Cheng, however, was well-prepared; he had already suffered for it several times yesterday.

As Takeda Masumi's limbs coiled around him, the strength Fang Cheng had been secretly hoarding erupted, breaking free from her joint lock and slamming a punch into her chest.

Takeda Masumi was sent flying by the sheer force of Fang Cheng's punch, her back hitting the ring ropes before she bounced back and crashed heavily to the floor.

This posture was exactly the same as when Fang Cheng was first sent flying by Takeda Masumi three days ago.

"Hiss~~"

Takeda Masumi sat up, her face twisted in pain, one hand gently rubbing her chest, which felt like it had been flattened.

At the same time, she glared at Fang Cheng with eyes full of fury.

This little bastard truly had no sense of sportsmanship, daring to land heavy blows on her pretty face and chest.

Even more despicable was that Fang Cheng would even use dirty tricks like "monkey steals the peach" on her.

"Get up, let's keep going!"

Fang Cheng beckoned to Takeda Masumi.

Takeda Masumi gritted her teeth, stood up from the floor, and lunged at Fang Cheng once again.

Bang!

A few minutes later, Takeda Masumi's defense was shattered by Fang Cheng's brute force, and she was knocked down with a single punch.

"Don't lie on the ground playing dead, stand up like a man, hurry up!"

Fang Cheng's blood was boiling, and he roared at Takeda Masumi, his voice filled with exhilaration.

It had been three whole days; after being abused for so long, he could finally throw those words back at her.

Takeda Masumi gritted her teeth in anger; these were the words she had used to mock Fang Cheng three days ago, and she hadn't expected him to return them so quickly.

She climbed up from the floor, loosened her limbs to adjust her mood, and then launched another attack at Fang Cheng.

The fighting techniques of both sides were now nearly on par.

On the first day, Fang Cheng had gained two points in fighting proficiency through countless beatings.

On the second day, he gained one point while barely holding his own, and on the third day, he gained another while evenly matched, after which he completely surpassed Takeda Masumi and began to suppress her.

With their techniques being so similar, the outcome could only be decided by experience and physical fitness.

Takeda Masumi's experience was naturally higher, but Fang Cheng's physical stats were simply too high—his strength, speed, reflexes, durability, and recovery were all a cut above.

Moreover, the fighting proficiency he gained wasn't just technique; it included experience as well.

Thus, in just three short days, Fang Cheng had managed to turn the tables and defeat Takeda Masumi, a master of combat.

Bang!

This time it took even less time; in under two minutes, Takeda Masumi was knocked to the ground by Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng kicked her in the backside, sending her sliding across the floor.

Fortunately, Takeda Masumi managed to grab the ropes just before sliding out of the ring, otherwise, she would have fallen flat on her face again.

"Again!"

Fang Cheng shouted joyfully; he felt filled with power and wanted to find somewhere to vent it all out.

Takeda Masumi sat up from the floor, looking as if she were wearing a mask of pain.

She waved her hand at Fang Cheng: "No more, you've completed your training, we're done."

Fang Cheng was slightly stunned: "I've completed my training?"

Takeda Masumi nodded heavily: "That's right, you've passed, no need to fight anymore."

She was now desperate to send this plague away; if they kept fighting, she would surely be beaten to death by him.

"No, I feel like I still have areas that need improvement!"

Fang Cheng strode toward Takeda Masumi.

Takeda Masumi's expression shifted: "What are you doing? I said that's enough!"

"You've been beating me for so long, and now you say it's enough just because you want to?"

Fang Cheng reached out to grab her: "It's my turn to call the shots now. Get up and keep going, don't even think about running!"

Ever since Takeda Masumi had beaten him senseless on the first day, he had sworn to thoroughly thrash this foul-mouthed woman.

Now that he finally had the chance, how could he let it end just because she said so?

Takeda Masumi hurriedly turned to scramble out of the boxing ring, but Fang Cheng caught her by the ankle.

"Get back here!"

With a forceful tug, Fang Cheng dragged the fleeing Takeda Masumi back.

Kanzaki Rin stared at the numbers slowly descending on the elevator display, unable to suppress her growing anxiety; she felt like prying the doors open and jumping down the shaft.

While on the road earlier, Kanzaki Rin had received a call from Takeda Masumi.

In the call, Takeda Masumi had only managed to say one hurried sentence: "Rin, come quickly!" before hanging up.

When Kanzaki Rin tried calling back, there was no answer.

This triggered an intense sense of impending crisis, and she had rushed over without a moment's delay.

The entire way, she had been wondering what could have happened to make the usually carefree Takeda Masumi sound so panicked.

Yes, Kanzaki Rin had detected genuine panic in Takeda Masumi's hurried tone.

Having known Takeda Masumi for years, she had never seen her like this.

Before arriving, Kanzaki Rin had braced herself for the worst-case scenario—that Fang Cheng's identity had been discovered by the Disaster Countermeasure Department, and they had sent people to arrest him.

Of course, there was another possibility: that Takeda Masumi had accidentally beaten Fang Cheng to death, to the point where he couldn't revive.

Out of guilt, she wasn't answering the phone.

Regardless of which possibility it was, neither was something Kanzaki Rin could accept.

The elevator doors finally slid open, and Kanzaki Rin bolted out, drawing her stun gun as she did so; if Fang Cheng was still there, she would take him away no matter what.

Then, she witnessed a scene she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Takeda Masumi was darting around the training hall, her face full of panic.

Fang Cheng was in hot pursuit behind her, shouting: "Don't run! Fight me like a man!"

The entire training hall was in complete disarray, and it was clear that the two of them had been playing this game of cat and mouse for a very long time.