My Extraordinary Achievements Chapter 264 - Thousand Hand Snatch

Chapter 264: Thousand Hand s.n.a.t.c.h

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The Feng Ji Dojo had a special cafeteria. Aside from providing work meals for the staff, it also provided nutritional meals for the students.

Of course, you had to pay extra for the nutritional meal.

But with a big client like Meng Fan, Yang Feng wasn’t going to make him pay the extra fees.

Nutritional meals were healthy, of course. Beef, chicken breast, fish, shrimp, broccoli, corn, and a.s.sorted vegetables. There were also fruits. But the flavor… Meng Fan was not used to it.

Wu Tong had prepared a similar meal for Meng Fan before. It had been specifically catered for Meng Fan’s ‘figure’ at the time by a cousin of hers, who claimed to be some sort of a nutritionist.

If he had followed the nutritional diet she’d recommended, he would have lost weight fast. However, Meng Fan refused. It wasn’t because he thought it was troublesome, but because he couldn’t let go of the mouthwatering food he loved so much. He had relied on his terrifying exercise regimen to get to where he was now.

“Iron G.o.d.”

Long Tao and Ah Bin were eating alongside each other. After a few bites in, they couldn’t help but begin to gossip. “Are you really dating Shan Jin bro?”

Meng Fan shook his head. “Nope. Didn’t her office silence the rumors?”

“Then what’s your relations.h.i.+p?”

“What’s she like in person?”

Once the first question came out, an avalanche of questions followed. What followed was even more curiosity. After all, several people were curious about their relations.h.i.+p. Usually, they’d only talk amongst themselves, but this time, they met an ‘informed person.’ They couldn’t let this opportunity go.

Meng Fan’s head swelled. “Uhm, can we talk about something else. Like, how did you guys meet? Did you grow up together? How did you feel when you first learned each other’s names?”

Hearing Meng Fan’s question, the two went sour.

They finished eating, took a break, and began their afternoon lesson.

Meng Fan had paid a lot, and since he’d asked for a personal trainer, Yang Feng had found someone else to subst.i.tute his afternoon cla.s.s. Ah Bin and Long Tao were getting used to being practiced on as well, so he was able to adjust the combat cla.s.s and incorporate the two as well.

Toward this, Ah Bin and Long Tao had no complaints. Yang Feng’s physical combat course was not cheap; they would essentially be attending a free lesson.

Besides, Meng Fan had a certain charm about him. Even if the two would spend the afternoon being flipped over and over again, they were still willing to spend time with him.

After all, being body slammed was part of the combat experience.

Once you get used to being slammed by the Iron Hero, it would be difficult for other people to flip you.

Hm. Although this thought was a bit excessive, it was what the two genuinely believed.

Of course, in the physical combat cla.s.s, it was definitely not required that the two be flipped while just standing. They were free to flip Meng Fan too, but they couldn’t lift him at all.

After ten minutes, Meng Fan was experienced in body slamming and even felt a rush of joy when he performed one successfully.

Moreover, actual physical combat was somewhat different from practice.

During practice, the practice partner stood in front of you to receive your attacks. But in real life, the opponent can dodge your attacks, which require Meng Fan to spend more time on his offense. Once he was able to s.n.a.t.c.h the person, he’d still have to adjust his posture.

The difference was not big, but Meng Fan’s s.n.a.t.c.hing abilities became too strong because of his Hand Speed. Meng Fan would s.n.a.t.c.h wherever he pleased with lightning speed and, as long as they were standing in front of him — regardless how much they tried to dodge, or whether Ah Bin had a white belt, and Long Tao had a blue belt — he would reach them. Unless they turned and fled, of course.

Although it took Meng Fan longer to adjust his position and posture, the opponent he s.n.a.t.c.hed could only wait until he switched his position to be flipped.

He was too powerful; there was no use struggling!

As Meng Fan gained physical combat skills, the two realized Meng Fan’s adjustment speed increased as well.

After forty minutes, he was basically able to s.n.a.t.c.h and body slam his opponent right away.

“This won’t work!”

Yang Feng muttered to himself from the side. The more he watched, the more it felt like he was practicing techniques instead of physical combat. The two practicing with Meng Fan were not enough to hold him and looked like wood poles as they neared the end of practice.

Yang Feng also discovered Meng Fan’s specialty; his hand speed.

He was previously aware of this attribute, but it had gotten even faster over some practice.

The speed of his s.n.a.t.c.hes…

Yang Feng clapped his hands and gestured for Meng Fan to pause. “Take a break. Next, I’ll teach you the submission technique. Your hand speed is very fast, and this suits you more. It will immensely increase your combat abilities.”

Meng Fan heard this and felt slightly disappointed. He thought Yang Feng would step up and fight himself. To be honest, Meng Fan’s ego had inflated greatly from this round of combat. But he really felt Ah Bin and Long Tao were quite weak and not enough for him. At least when he did a body slam on them, he was scared to exert strength. If it had been Yang Feng, flipping him would be much more satisfying.

Of course, an inflated ego was one thing, but he wasn’t arrogant enough to face off against a Brazillian jiu-jitsu black belt. If Yang Feng held back and only practiced strangleholds, Meng Fan was confident he could win.

To be honest, Long Tao was not weak at all, possessing a blue belt. He had begun learning boxing before starting Brazilian jiu-jitsu. Normally, he could do a one-vs-three or four with no problem, and that wasn’t an exaggeration. Because of his foundation in boxing, he had neared attaining a purple belt more than a few times.

Only, it was unfortunate he ran into an unreasonable guy like Meng Fan.

Long Tao felt like Meng Fan could reach a brown belt level if he tried.

But to Meng Fan, the biggest disappointment was still the System!

Coupled with the actual combat throughout the lesson, he’d flipped and been flipped over a hundred times. But still, the system didn’t trigger any wrestling related tasks.

Where’s the promised experience!

Wasn’t it supposed to trigger a task once he tried something?

He even persevered and kept going, too!

He had decided to train temporarily so he could deal with the “trip to Singapore.” But more importantly, he’d done so to trigger more tasks.

Did the System really not have any wrestling related tasks?

Or had he not done enough?

But up until now, there hasn’t been a task that was this difficult to trigger. If one existed, it should have awoken long ago… Maybe there really wasn’t a wrestling t.i.tle.

Meng Fan could only swallow his disappointment and adjust his att.i.tude. Based on his current conditions and knowledge, he’d already gained the strength that took ordinary people years of practice to achieve. In comparison, his old self was even able to stop the hijackers before his rebirth, even more so now.

Alright. The cost of his hard work back then was very high as well.

Meng Fan was looking forward to learning about submission.

After resting, Yang Feng began the lesson.

s.n.a.t.c.hing came in handy during submission as well. Basically, it was the ‘how to grab’ part that needed to be taught. Yang Feng had explained this method and asked Meng Fan to test it out, a.n.a.lyzing him during the process. He’d focused on teaching Meng Fan how to dodge while s.n.a.t.c.hing as well, when Meng Fan began to s.n.a.t.c.h at him, causing Yang Feng to speed up this part of the lesson.

Yang Feng was helpless as well. There was no avoiding Meng Fan’s s.n.a.t.c.hes!

He felt even more helpless than when he tried to flip Meng Fan. He could blame the latter on Meng Fan’s weight, but what’s his excuse for being unable to dodge Meng Fan? He was too fast?

After skipping this part, Yang Feng also increased the difficulty. He was out of ideas. He was worried Meng Fan wouldn’t be able to control his strength and hurt his opponent, so he began to teach him joint locking techniques. This would teach Meng Fan to use joint locking to overcome his opponent and also teach him what methods could cause injuries. He didn’t have to use blind strength; after all, Meng Fan was strong enough to break someone in half!

“These six are the easiest basics for submission. You already have accuracy and speed, so it should be easy to learn. If you want to be rough… uhm, let’s hold back from that for now.”

“As for submission, you can use it in combination with the throwing techniques, before or after is up to you. Next, we will talk about how to combine submission and takedowns.”

“The throwing and takedown techniques I taught you before only showed you how to flip an opponent. But it is not enough to win. There are many ways to make your opponent surrender. In both judo and jiu-jitsu, they are collectively referred to as submission. The ‘sub’ comes from the word for sleeping s.p.a.ce, or a bedroom… And bedrooms feature locking techniques…”

“And then let’s talk about the capture; this time, it’s about encapsulation. This method can also be used to overtake your opponent. Most opponents won’t be able to handle the pain in their joints and surrender. Of course, in BJJ, the capture technique is more often used to increase your s.n.a.t.c.hing precision. After successfully using the capture technique, the success rate of your takedown will increase.”

He had explained a lot, all of which required a high level of rational understanding. They then started practicing. This time, Yang Feng didn’t ask for Long Tao or Ah Bin and decided to demonstrate to Meng Fan himself.

He was still worried about Meng Fan overexerting. Especially because Meng Fan now had to combine it with the takedown techniques too, and he was worried Ah Bin and Long Tao couldn’t take the force. The practice had been divided into two techniques: capture then takedown, and take down then capture. Then, they practiced capture then takedown then capture.

Thump thump.

He couldn’t escape his fate of being taken down by Meng Fan. After practicing a few times, Meng Fan was able to successfully grasp the capture and takedown. Meng Fan was so strong that Yang Feng couldn’t even use his chasm of escape strategies, afraid of a novice like Meng Fan overexerting when he broke free. If that happened, he would really be in trouble.

Everytime Yang Feng was grabbed by Meng Fan, he’d choose to thump the floor.

Soon, the sound of thumping could be heard from outside the practice room.

Practicing martial arts was similar to practicing sports. Several movements and actions were very easily misunderstood. Like how the easiest way to suppress an opponent was through the riding position, followed by the semi-riding position…

“Ding!”

After practicing for a bit longer, an alert suddenly appeared in his head.

“Ding! You’ve triggered the task [Thousand Hand s.n.a.t.c.h].”

“The task requires you to properly use the s.n.a.t.c.h technique 1000 times against an opponent.”

“Upon completion, you will receive the t.i.tle [Thousand Hand s.n.a.t.c.h] (s.n.a.t.c.hing abilities +10, Hand Speed +3).”

There was only one Task Phase, and he would gain 100 points from finis.h.i.+ng it.

Thump thump thump!

“Let go!”

Yang Feng pounded the floor several times as Meng Fan ignored him. Habitually, he tried to struggle, but Meng Fan was firmly pressing him down. Immediately, cold sweat started to drip from his forehead, and he could only cry out for help.