Originally, we don't accept students from outside, but since it was Xiao Meng who brought a friend over, I taught him a few basic skills.
And don't mention it, although this young brother looks frail, he is willing to endure hardship.
He's been coming over every day recently, does whatever is asked of him, and has not complained about it being hard. When he practices, he has the spirit of someone fighting as if his life depends on it!"
Meng Lang was startled.
What the hell has gotten into Zheng Wan, that heir of a scholarly family, to suddenly want to switch tracks and start learning martial arts?
Yan Weiwei, who came with him, glanced at Zheng Wan, who was practicing his punches, and said with confusion.
"Your friend?"
"Hmm... sort of, we're quite fated, haha!" Meng Lang chuckled.
Yan Weiwei took a brief look and then shifted her gaze to the two figures sparring in the ring...
"Is that the grappling expert from Shaolin up there?"
