As Ben walked into Barbosa's MMA Gym and exchanged glances with big Terrence at reception, Ben couldn't help but notice Terrence take a couple of extra seconds to look at him curiously.
'This little guy really won the purple belt tournament? That's amazing…' As a lover of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Terrence's heart was filled with respect.
Ben stared back. 'This guy might be a lover of the schvontz…'
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Ben hadn't even started training but he was already starting to sweat…because he knew Terrence was a purple belt and Ben was going to start purple belt classes soon. 'If we have to roll together…'
Ben's mind entered strategist mode, as he visualized various attacks and defenses in the situation where he'd have to grapple with Terrence. Although in normal circumstances, Ben was very attack-minded. In this particular matchup, he decided to focus on defense. 'Must defend the bunghole.'
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