Chapter 565
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"Team... team... captain... don't... don't... don't let... your... emotions..." Little Stutterer stood below the ring. He was watching this match very clearly and wanted to voice his thoughts.
"You... let master speak..." The corners of Eleven's mouth twitched.
"Sure... sure... sure..." Little Stutterer nodded.
"Little Stutterer means don't let your emotions affect your performance. During the match, abandon all your emotions," Ye Wanwan said.
"Alright!" Eleven nodded immediately.
"Again!" Ye Wanwan beckoned Eleven with her finger.
"Master, why don't you make the first move?" Eleven laughed.
Ever since he learned from Ye Wanwan, Ye Wanwan had always been passive and never made the first move.
However, Ye Wanwan shook her head.
It wasn't that she didn't want to make the first move, but her body only reacted instinctively when she was threatened.
If she made the first move, she wouldn't be able to display that mysterious state at all.
Hence, she could only attack passively at the moment and couldn't make the first move.
"Master, what I learned from you is to counterattack passively... what would I do if this happened in a match?" Eleven smiled bitterly at Ye Wanwan.
Ye Wanwan rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a moment. "Isn't that simple? Just let the opponent make the first move."
"This..." Eleven furrowed his brows. Why does it feel a little unreliable...
"What do you know? This is called coping with the myriad of changes by not changing - it's a superb technique in martial arts..." Ye Wanwan pretended to be calm.
"Really..." Eleven was a little doubtful.
"Am I the master or are you the master?" Ye Wanwan was rather displeased. She was a genius in martial arts, yet her disciple actually dared to question her.
"You're the master. Master is right, I was too slow-witted..." Eleven quickly corrected himself.
The match continued. Ye Wanwan stood in the middle of the ring and beckoned Eleven with her middle finger. "Come and hit me then!"
Eleven glared at Ye Wanwan's provocation. He raised his fist and swung it at her.
In the next second, Ye Wanwan waved her left hand and used an extremely gentle force to deflect Eleven's fist. She then threw her right fist towards Eleven.
"I need to calm down!" Seeing that Ye Wanwan was about to punch him, Eleven took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
* Bang! *
Almost in an instant, Eleven's body reacted instinctively and he grabbed Ye Wanwan's fist at lightning speed.
At this moment, Junior Stutterer, who was standing below the ring, had a face full of shock.
Ever since he started learning from Ye Wanwan, this was the first time Eleven was able to block Ye Wanwan's attack!
"I did it …" Eleven looked at the fist in his hand, his face full of shock. Soon, the shock turned into joy and excitement. "Ahahaha, I did it!"
"Bang!"
Eleven was so pleased with himself that he was sent flying by Ye Wanwan's kick again.
Ye Wanwan looked at the moaning Eleven who was sent flying by her kick and sighed. She said sincerely, "Looks like you didn't succeed..."
The three of them didn't stop training. Eleven and Little Stutterer trained with all their might for this year's competition. Although they were taught a terrible lesson by Ye Wanwan, every time they felt their improvement, they didn't feel tired at all and became more and more excited.
The last day, Dark Team 1's training room.
"Tomorrow will be your Dark Team competition, so training will end here. Have a good rest." Ye Wanwan looked at the two of them.
"Thank you, master!" Eleven was brimming with confidence.
"Little Stutterer, you've improved tremendously after learning from master. It shouldn't be a problem for you to fight for the position of captain." Eleven looked at Little Stutterer.
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