Three months, when Yang Yi began to truly practice boxing under Zhang Yong, by the third month, he was already able to exchange blows with Zhang Yong.
His strength was still insufficient, and his experience still lacking, but Yang Yi had managed to spar with Zhang Yong within only three months, which greatly surpassed Zhang Yong's most optimistic predictions.
Their exchange was extremely fast, their footwork just as quick. Yang Yi's hands parried left and right without missing a beat, and even as he retreated rapidly, he managed to launch two kicks. However, he still couldn't withstand the barrage of attacks resembling a sudden, violent storm.
With a thud, Yang Yi painfully clutched his chest and crouched down, then he gritted his teeth and said, "Wing Chun! You said you'd only use 'soft and short hitting'!"
Zhang Yong withdrew his fist, a look of disdain on his face as he said, "Then should I say 'sorry'?"
"No need..."
