Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing? Chapter 1007 - The Story of Ling and Heng (270)

Chapter 1007: The Story of Ling and Heng (270)

Two years later.

In a Chinese martial arts club on the first floor opposite the Polytechnic University, Boston, USA.

“Big news! Take a look! The champion of this year’s National Close Combat Champions.h.i.+p is a player named Zero. She wore a cap and her face couldn’t be seen. But look at her figure, she’s clearly our cold-faced coach…”

“Let’s see. s.h.i.+t, isn’t our coach named Ling? This player’s name is zero. It’s her!”

“Do you still need to look at the name? Look at this s.e.xy figure. They are the same person!”

“My G.o.d, our coach is actually the champion of the National Close Combat Champions.h.i.+p!”

“She is only the champion of the women’s team!”

“So what? Don’t you see the videos of the games? The games of the men’s team are not as exciting as the women’s team. Besides, with Coach Ling’s martial skills, ten men put together won’t be a match for her!”

Several students were sitting in the cla.s.sroom and chatting, and suddenly they heard a cold female voice, “It’s three o’clock. Are you going to practice or not? Get out if you won’t practice and make room for the next cla.s.s of students.”

Hearing this voice, they all s.h.i.+vered and turned around with embarra.s.sment. Sure enough, the woman scolding them was the masked champion in the magazine. They quickly stood up and began to practice, but from time to time, they glanced at the expressionless short-haired woman in front of the door.

Gee, Coach Ling was usually conservatively dressed, but on some special occasions, she would wear black tights, which made her look cool and s.e.xy. Her hot figure almost impressed everyone.

Although she partic.i.p.ated in the champions.h.i.+p of the National Close Combat Champions.h.i.+p on the advice of the head coach and won the champions.h.i.+p, she was so low-profile as not to tell anyone about it. She never told anyone her real name and, in the games, she also just used a code name, Zero.

This was not the point. The point was that the female coach they admired so much was still so young.

These students were all a few years older than her. They were basically from rich families, but they were overawed by her because of her indifferent temperament. They never dared to say anything to offend Coach Ling.

Otherwise, she would really beat them up.

This Chinese martial arts club was not small, but other coaches, whether male or female, no matter how old they were, were no match for her.

Feng Ling walked through these students, looked at everyone’s training postures, raised someone’s arm, and then patted his back hard. “What are you doing? Do you have a hump? Keep your back straight!”

“Yes!” The male student purposely drawled but when he met the coach’s stare, he pursed his lips and did not dare to say a word.

After staring at him coldly for a while, Feng Ling retracted her gaze and turned to the students on the other side.

Her current name was Ling, which meant zero.

Zero meant that she had nothing but was having a new start.

After leaving XI Base two years ago, she left Los Angeles. Originally, she wanted to go to another country, but then she found that she was used to staying in the United States, and other places might not be suitable for her. So she moved to Boston and worked in this martial arts club as a coach.

It took her half a year to adjust to the life here, and another year to accept such a peaceful life, dealing with these foreign students in their early twenties every day. Most of these people were from rich families and were proud and arrogant. They joined this club just to kill time and didn’t take the cla.s.ses here seriously. But after a short time, she completely changed their att.i.tudes. They didn’t dare to miss any cla.s.s, nor joke around during cla.s.s.

Just when she walked to a student who had been studying from her for more than a year, the student suddenly glanced at her and asked in a low voice, “Belle Ling, I heard that you won the prize of 500,000 US dollars this time. Will you treat us all to a meal…”

Feng Ling stopped her steps and suddenly turned to look at him.

The student immediately turned his head back in fright and continued to practice seriously. Otherwise, he would definitely be beaten up.

However, he was still kicked behind his knee. “The posture is wrong!”

The student: “…”

“What did you call me?” Feng Ling looked at him coldly.

“…Belle Ling… Ouch!” After being kicked again, he instantly said, “Coach Ling.”

The other almost burst into laughter, but they all held back their laugh. Otherwise, they would be in serious trouble.

Feng Ling turned to the next student and corrected his posture. After checking and correcting all students’ postures, she walked back to the front and looked at them for five minutes before she said, “Have you mastered the movements I taught you last time? If anyone thinks he has, come out and fight me.”

The students exchanged a glance. Great, that’s a good chance to get close! When they were going to come up, the one standing at the front rushed up first.

However, he was defeated soon. He thought Feng Ling, such a skinny woman, would be easily thrown to the ground. However, there were too many loopholes in his movements. Feng Ling just casually dodged and he overstretched himself and lay back on the ground.

While the audience was trying to hold back laughing, Feng Ling clapped her hands and said deadpan, “Next.”

The next person ended up the same, trying to throw her to the ground with a brute force only to fall to the ground.

The next one fell even harder.

This tall and slender woman had an alluring face but kept her hair short and only wore loose martial arts uniforms and sportswear every day. She was so thin, but no man was her match in martial arts.

They really doubted where she came from. This woman was so beautiful but cool. Watching her fight was a kind of enjoyment.