Mr. L's DILEMMA: Can't Help Falling In Love With You (BOOK 2)

Chapter 360

There were two floors to the hall. On the first floor was a small and standardized competitive performance stage while the second floor was mainly used as the grandstand.

Usually, all combat performances or competitions in the troops would happen here.

After taking a shower, the man changed into a light camouflage suit and combat boots. Jisoo could always switch easily between his good and evil charming aura.

"Combat itself is an ancient skill. It's a skill because its purpose is contrary to the purpose of most sports.

"Before the start of a match in Taekwondo, both parties will greet each other by bowing; in fencing, both parties would greet each other with their sword before attacking..."

Jisoo first briefed Chaeyoung on some basic knowledge.

The little girl's education level was not high. However, she was rather smart during her schooling days. If not for her family's poverty and miserable life's journey, she would have had prospered well academically.

Her beautiful and lively eyes were fixed on Jisoo who was standing opposite of her. She listened carefully to the man's charming and magnetic voice, feeling both envious and jealous.

One really could not compare one's self with others. The man in front of her was simply the darling of the creator. He was excellent in whichever aspect one looked at-appearance, education, and family background. How lucky he was to also be born with such handsome looks at the same time.

He attempted a few demonstrations while briefing Chaeyoung.

"What I've told you just now only apply to competitions and performances. Hmm, that is to say, they're all useless in real life!"

Chaeyoung was speechless. "Ah..."

Damn, what was the point of telling her when there was no use to it...

"There're many types of combat. Regardless of the variety, defeating your opponent in the quickest, ruthless, and most efficient manner is the basic requirement for fighters. Hence, I'll be teaching you actual combat skills. Your attacks must be steady, precise, and ruthless. Your goal is to defeat your opponent. You could even use crafty methods..."

The man smiled. "For example, Monkey Stealing Peaches (TN: a shady trick that involves the grabbing of a man's crotch). If this trick could be executed, there's no need to be polite with the other party!"

Chaeyoung had no words for that.

Jisoo watched Chaeyoung's face turned from white to pink. A kind of inexplicable shyness could be seen from her face, and he sighed in his heart that such a fellow was no better than those who did not have any peaches in their pants...

Jisoo did not teach her any moves, but he had her underwent a series of physical training the whole morning.

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Frog jump, push-ups, sit-ups, handstand walking...

Whenever she did not do well, Jisoo would kick her in her ass...

She gritted her teeth in pain and lamented in her heart.

All the other big brothers liked her little ass. He could let it go when they tried to pinch it a few times, but he never f*cking pinch. He just kicked instead!

No wonder those soldiers who had trained under him called him the Great Devil behind his back. They both loved and hated him at the same time. He would really show no compassion whatsoever when he was strict. Almost half of the soldiers in the camp had been hit by him.

In the end, the training ended with Chaeyoung lying exhaustedly face down in the competition hall.

"Your physicality is extremely weak!" Jisoo commented with a frown when he saw Chaeyoung lying on the ground like a dead cat without moving at all.

Chaeyoung quietly greeted his entire family in his heart (TN: greeting one's family is a derogatory phrase for cursing the other party's family members).

For four hours straight, she was tormented non-stop, and still, he complained that she was not persistent enough. Did he have any humanity in him?

However, she did not complain. After all, learning kung fu was what she had wanted.

"Do you need me to carry you to lunch ?"

Jisoo knelt down to pull Chaeyoung up from the ground as he spoke.

Her legs were indeed feeble, and she was dizzy from hunger. Would it not be too shameful though if she were to let Jisoo carry her to the canteen?

"I... I can go by myself..."

Chaeyoung gritted her teeth and tried to stand up, but the frog-jumps just now had caused her legs to be so sore that no strength was left in them. She flopped to the ground right away.

She glanced embarrassingly at the man who was standing beside her with his arms on his waist. Her face flushed red instantly.

"You're dilly-dallying just like a lady!"

Jisoo chided. He suddenly tugged her arms and pulled her up from behind. Holding her two arms, he carried her on his back.

Chaeyoung muttered, "Brother Jisoo, I... I can walk..."

She struggled to come down, but Jisoo's face turned cold. He said, "Don't be stubborn! We'll continue training in the afternoon after we had lunch!"

Chaeyoung was at a loss for words.

Her fragile life demanded an explanation to all this suffering!

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