Becoming a life winner from infancy

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"Today, I will lead everyone through a basic course in martial arts. I will select outstanding students from the group to join us in the end-of-month Elegant Performance Team Competition. I hope everyone will follow the commands of your senior sister,"

This was the perfect opportunity to suppress that kid; she definitely didn't want to miss it—

"Alright, Fang You, come here for a moment, I need to talk to you about something."

"Mm."

Then, Fang You stood up under Zhao Yueqing and Fan Yuan's gaze, followed Director Meng Qing, and walked towards the director's private reception room.

What, what's going on... Why is this guy having a private chat with the director today... Could it be that the thing I've been most worried about is happening?

Big, big brother is going to receive personal guidance from Director alike Big Sister!

[Zhao Yueqing thinks you're trying to usurp her unshakeable supreme position at Jingji Children's Martial Arts Hall, Emotional Energy +100]

[Fan Yuan, envisioning you receiving special personal instruction from the beautiful director, felt so envious his eyes nearly popped out, Emotional Energy +100]

Although Zhao Yueqing was infuriated that the kid had snatched away her confident spot in the children's competition, she had personally experienced Xia Nuo's strength, even three times over.

She truly had no chance of defeating him.

But now, Zhao Yueqing had a new stage to perform on.

If she could showcase a dazzling performance in the group competition, she could restore the prestige of Master Sister!

"Next, I need a partner to truly experience the intensity of martial arts with me. Would any junior brother or sister volunteer to spar with me?"

At this moment, Fan Yuan was still gazing at the departing figures of Fang You and Meng Qing, and he involuntarily stood up.

"I, I think—"

"You want to spar with me? C'mon, let's go! Stop looking, you're the one!"

Zhao Yueqing dragged Fan Yuan from his seat.

Actually, she had been planning to give Xia Nuo a good lesson, but the kid had conveniently presented himself.

Can't handle Xia Nuo, but can't I handle you?

Fang You followed Meng Qing to the door of the reception room and then heard Fan Yuan's continuous cries of pain.

Emperor Youyou paid no mind to the suffering Fan Yuan endured, as he now had something far more important to care about!

After stepping into the room and closing the door, with no one else present, Meng Qing finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Okay, okay... Can we start now, our special guided training..."

"Mm."

Fang You nodded, "But before we start the special training, I first need to determine your current level. I'm a bit interested in that 'special interest class' mentioned in your recruitment brochure."

Fang You spoke calmly, "Show me one."

"That, that one... Okay, alright."

Faced with Fang You's insistence, Meng Qing performed the contents of her "special interest class."

Punch!

Meng Qing took on a very dynamic punching pose.

But it was cutesy.

Kick!

Meng Qing executed a high leg kick.

It was somewhat attractive.

Horse Stance Punch!

Meng Qing's rear end was stuck out high enough to rest a cup of milk tea on it.

This made Emperor Youyou shake his head and heave sigh after sigh.

At first, when Meng Qing mentioned a special interest class, Fang You thought she might have some secret weapon. But if her "secret weapon" was this kind of thug-exciting punches, then she was far, far away from being a championship coach.

"What is this flowery fistwork and fancy footwork? Even military boxing is better than this."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Because it's meant to be a basic form for lower-grade beginners to practice..."

Clearly annoyed by Fang You's belittlement, Meng Qing retorted, "I have my own expertise in martial arts as well."

"What did you use to study by yourself?"

"I studied everything before, but I mainly focused on Taekwondo, although my sister is stronger in Karate."

"It's Taekwondo, huh..."

Fang You's sigh grew heavier, "Taekwondo is the martial art with the poorest practical combat effect. From this, it seems your basics might be even worse than I imagined. I guess we'll have to increase the intensity of the initial training."

"How, how can you say that!"

Meng Qing was getting quite angry, "Don't dismiss Taekwondo so quickly. Why don't you... test my strength before you judge?"

"No problem, that's exactly what I wanted."

Fang You straightened his martial arts uniform, ready with a confident air—

"Then, let's see just how weak you really are, using your own body."