After another BJJ class with a bonus Brazilian beatdown from Valentina and some white belt students, Ben headed home.
Even with the boosted recovery from the mid level multiplier, after taking two classes in such a short period, his body was reaching the limit. After all, it wasn't like he gained limb regeneration. The multiplier only sped up recuperation of fatigue, as well as moderate muscle and joint soreness. He didn't expect it to help him if he pushed it too far and picked up a serious injury. Hence, Ben picked up, and went home, intending to return the next day.
As for his revenge, he had faith it would come in due time. Those white belts? He'd wipe his ass with them until they were unwashable...
That wasn't a metaphor; He considered stealing them from the locker room and taking them to the bathroom, which would force those guys to buy new ones, creating unexpected expenses for those bastards.
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