"Big sister, please give me some advice!"
In the middle of the arena, Drake clenched his fists and spoke.
"Well, don't be nervous. I use the same Rising Dragon Fist as you."
Amira also knew that Drake had a weak constitution. Even though she called his name, she couldn't help but remind him.
"Yes, big sister."
Drake said.
"Be careful, the first move [White Tiger Crosses the Stream]!
Amira screamed, her slender body suddenly shooting forward. Just like before, her sharp white arm clenched into a fist like a whip without hesitation and slashed towards Drake fiercely.
Drake's eyes flashed, and his body inadvertently moved half a step in an instant, and he managed to dodge the punch as soon as it was delivered. Not only that, his left hand suddenly extended.
A move [Green Dragon Claw] was used to attack directly at Amira's chest.
At first glance, it seemed that Amira had taken the initiative and ran to be defeated by Drake.
There is no defense!
"Hmm?"
William , who had been watching all this, narrowed his eyes instantly, and his eyes shone brightly with a strange look.
'Good trick!'
'What a quick reflex !'
'Can he force back Amira with just one move?'
The moment Drake's punch was about to hit Amira, her pretty face changed, she suddenly stepped forward, and quickly retreated.
In the critical moment, she jumped backwards and landed two metres away.
She was shocked and unbelievable.
'How can it be?'
'My move was fast and powerful, but Drake was able to avoid it and even attack her at the same time?'
'Is it a coincidence?'
'Or is he a martial arts genius?'
"Good move, Now watch me!"
Amira shouted suddenly, a competitive spirit surged in her heart, and her body rushed out quickly again, with another punch, directly hitting Drake's vital points.
But just like before, when she threw this punch, Drake actually moved half a step back again, and swept his palm out quickly again, slashing heavily towards Amira's neck.
The palm was so powerful that the air almost made a sound.
Amira's face changed drastically, and just like before, before her fist was completely thrown out, he quickly fell backwards and once again avoided Drake's fist.
She was sweating profusely, it was unbelievable.
The competitive spirit was rising rapidly, and with a roar, she pounced on Drake for the third time.
But just like before, no matter how she changed her moves, no matter how much strength she exerted, she would quickly retreat almost the moment she pounced.
She went back and forth like this more than a dozen times, making her sweat all over and her strength was quickly depleted.
The other students looked on with suspicion and found it difficult to understand.
With their eyesight, they couldn't see what kind of crisis Amira had gone through.
All they could see was Amira constantly rushing out and then retreating, panting, as if it was repeating itself over and over again.
"What is happening?"
"Why hasn't Big Sister taken action yet?"
...
Only the eyes of the William became brighter and brighter.
'Good Talent !'
'What a good Talent !'
'There are such talents among this class of students.'
'He has actually practiced the Rising Dragon Fist to such a level!'
Amira couldn't gain any advantage at all. If William hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.
"Okay, stop it!"
After dozens of moves, William suddenly spoke in a deep voice that echoed throughout the place.
Amira panted and retreated again, sweating all over. She stared at Drake and gritted her teeth,
"I haven't lost yet!"
"That's enough. Whether you lose or not is just a matter of time. Don't you see that Drake has been letting you go? From the beginning to the end, did he attack you at all?"
William spoke in a calm tone.
"I!"
Amira's voice suddenly stopped and her mouth opened, not knowing how to respond.
'yes!:
'Drake never took the initiative from beginning to end.'
'I was the one who took the initiative to attack!'
'If Drake took the initiative to attack me, would I be able to stop him?'
Amira was covered in cold sweat and felt dazed.
how so?
Did Big sister really lose?
The crowd was in an uproar, their eyes wide open in disbelief.
What does it mean?
The Big sister lost?
How can it be?
"Thank you for your guidance, Big Sister!"
Drake folded his hands, bent over and said.
"How...how did you practice?"
Amira had a complicated feeling and looked at Drake deeply.
She had been practicing for more than ten years and had finally reached the point of mastery.
Why can't her hard work be as good as Drake's hard work of just a few days?
Are there really geniuses in this world?
"I just kept practicing every day, and it became like this as time went by."
Drake responded.
"Is this what happened while practicing?"
Amira's face turned pale and she felt deeply aggrieved.
'Why can't I practise like him ?'
"Okay, don't worry about it."
William seemed to see through his daughter's competitive spirit, and said calmly,
"People have different talents. Some people are born with gifts from God. You have already surpassed 90% of the people in the world."
Amira felt aggrieved and said no more.
William looked at Drake deeply, quite satisfied, and said: "Drake, you are very good."
"Thank you for the compliment, Master."
Drake said with a fist clasped.
"You can perform the Rising Dragon Fist to this extent. Even if I fight myself, I can't do more than this. I can't teach you the Rising Dragon Fist anymore. If you are interested, you can stay in my martial arts school for a while. How about that?"
William did not directly mention the matter of accepting a disciple, but instead planned to let Drake stay for a while longer so that he could observe him.
"I came here to learn martial arts, so I should practice in the martial arts hall."
Drake said.
" That's good."
William nodded and looked at Max and Simon. While they were still confused, he pointed out:
"You two have the same problem. You are mentally unstable. When you meet an opponent stronger than you, you forget your martial arts. Have you practiced for more than a year in vain? Once you fight, you are like street thugs, which is unbearable to watch. Moreover, your Rising Dragon Fist moves are rigid and far from being proficient...."
Max and Simon had mixed feelings, but they had no intention of listening any more. Instead, all their attention was on Drake.
The two of them still haven't seen how Drake won?
Not only them, but everyone else as well.
Everyone has a feeling of absent-mindedness.
After seeing everyone's performance, the William sighed in his heart again.
They are indeed a group of unteachable people.
'However, this Drake was completely beyond his expectations.'
'If I remember correctly, he seemed to have only been learning martial arts for less than a month?'
'In less than a month, he has already reached this level. Such talent is truly terrifying.'
William 's was shocked.
…
The whole day passed quickly.
Drake continued to practice hard, sweat pouring down his face and his blood boiling.
In a blink of an eye, it was time to leave the martial arts school.