Help, I've become a paper man

"Then get up and let's continue," said An Xiaochun.

There was no plan to leave Song Yi any rest time, which was as abominable as the teacher delaying the class and not giving students a break.

Song Yi was too concerned about his reputation to beg for mercy, so he could only suffer and fall into a new round of battle. This time he did not expect to fight back, and used the tactic of "drag" with a clear mind. He did not consider dodging if he could do parkour, and would never take the fight head-on if he could avoid it. He dragged the fight to one and a half minutes before the two had physical contact, but Song Yi could not hold on for too long and was kicked to the ground again.

This time he could breathe a sigh of relief. An Xiaochun did not follow him immediately, leaving him a few seconds to rest so that he could recover from the pain. However, there was little trust between the two of them. Even though An Xiaochun did not take any action, Song Yi still forced himself to cheer up and slowly got up from the ground, his limbs a little stiff due to the pain.

An Xiaochun asked again: "Is he dead?"

Obviously, he was asking knowingly and wanted him to make a statement. Song Yi remained stubborn and replied, "Not even close. Let's try again."

An Xiaochun laughed and responded "OK" readily. Without any pause, he rushed up and immediately started training Song Yi. Even though he was mentally prepared, Song Yi was startled. His upper body suddenly leaned back and he leaned back to avoid the first punch. He dodged and retreated, and under An Xiaochun's pursuit, the two of them managed to jump to the other side.

Even though Song Yi was already injured, they were all minor injuries and he could still endure it. On the contrary, the previous battle had given him some experience. Now he continued to fight, and he also guessed a little about An Xiaochun's operation, so he persisted longer than before, and two minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

But after all, due to the double gap in physical fitness and experience, Song Yi dodged more and more awkwardly. After all, when he was getting to know An Xiaochun, the other party was also getting familiar with his habits. Three minutes ago, Song Yi fell to the ground again. Before An Xiaochun continued to raise his leg, he even rolled around hurriedly to avoid the stepping foot.

An Xiaochun followed up and kicked Song Yi on the shoulder, saying, "Hey, if you're not dead yet, stand up and continue."

The force was not strong, but it was not light either. The pain surged up instantly. Song Yi took a breath and jumped up despite the pain. An Xiaochun's actions made him even more excited. He even responded by saying, "Okay, let's continue."

For a moment, his momentum was even stronger, causing An Xiaochun to pause for a moment before taking action again. However, this momentum did not last long. The two tests were arranged too closely, and Song Yi did not even make corrections. He just stood up and continued fighting. Not only was the performance not good enough, but even the data expressed in actual combat was not accurate.

As the fight went on, An Xiaochun began to frown and attacked more ruthlessly, so that this time Song Yi lost very quickly. It took an hour for him to come into contact with the ground again, and it was not even the result of the first round of tests.

Pain spread throughout Song Yi's body. He lay on the ground, sweat streaming down his cheeks. He could clearly hear his own breathing. He caught a glimpse of An Xiaochun's movements, walking slowly towards him. Judging from An Xiaochun's posture, it seemed as if he was going to kick him again.

Song Yi was startled and said first: "Stop, teacher, break, break!"

An Xiaochun stopped, looked down twice, then squatted down, carefully observing Song Yi's condition, and then stretched out his hand. There was no aggression in his movements, but Song Yi couldn't see it. After feeling a slight breeze, he immediately turned over and met An Xiaochun's gaze.

Just when he was about to make a counterattack, he was frozen in place when they were face to face. Two seconds later, Song Yi also raised his hand, and it came into contact with An Xiaochun's palm, and inexplicably hit him with a palm.

Then the two of them withdrew their hands and looked at each other in silence. From their expressions, they seemed to be envying each other.

Half a minute later, An Xiaochun sighed and took the initiative to break the silence.

"I'll teach you the techniques first, and then we'll continue." An Xiaochun said, lowering his gaze to him. After a slight pause, he continued, "Otherwise, if you continue like this, there will be no other progress except making me feel better."

"Okay." Song Yi responded straightforwardly. After a period of rest, relying on Stardust's recovery ability, he was able to get up normally. If he were to engage in battle, he would recover better than before.

After all, the current battle situation cannot be attributed to his weakness. It is mainly because the two of them are good at different things and they are using their own weaknesses to fight against the opponent's strengths. It is normal for the current situation to occur. Even if Song Yi thinks this way, it will not provide much comfort, but he has to admit that Yan Changyue is right.

An Xiaochun is indeed a good teacher, at least he taught him just right.

Thinking of this, Song Yi studied more seriously. He did not experience the problem Yan Changyue was worried about, nor did he feel uncomfortable. An Xiaochun followed closely behind him, acting like a teacher. He was not the type who bullied students. Instead, he was much gentler than in a fight. He taught techniques and force points seriously, and the degree of significance of the teaching surprised Song Yi.

It’s not that I think An Xiaochun will slack off, it’s mainly a matter of external influence. The personality An Xiaochun showed before is really incompatible with the current situation.

Just as Song Yi was thinking this, before he could open his mouth, another kick came flying at him. If he hadn't dodged quickly, it would have been difficult for him to avoid being kicked over.

At the same time, An Xiaochun said: "Even if you are a young master, it is a blessing for you to come to my class. Don't be so ungrateful and be distracted."

Not only was the content of the words ambiguous, but the tone of the speech was also arrogant enough to make Song Yi take another breath before he restrained his active toes and did not start construction on the spot to build a new villa.

There is something even better than Zhong Er, and what An Xiaochun said is even more embarrassing!

He did not hold back on his reaction, and his thoughts were clearly reflected on his face. An Xiaochun instantly understood his thoughts, and quickly tore off the disguise of a good teacher, beckoned to him, and said, "Come on, theory must be combined with practice, let's practice again."

Even though he knew that it was just polite talk and the main purpose was to beat him up, Song Yi still readily agreed. Mainly because he was curious about how much effect it would have in his first practice in such a short period of time without changing his physical fitness and just learning some skills.

It was just that he experienced it too quickly. Before he started, An Xiaochun asked him to use the skills he had just taught him to dodge and counterattack, and to abandon his previous fighting habits as much as possible. He tried to learn more systematically to facilitate subsequent changes in fighting methods.

Song Yi is a good student, very self-aware, and trusts the opinions of professionals. He follows the guidance of his "teacher" and completes his "homework" with all his strength, studying for a while and playing for a while. He eats when he should eat and rests when he should rest. The rest of the time he either takes a bath, eats, sleeps, or applies medicine. He doesn't even have the mood to send harassing text messages to his friends.

It took several days before he went from being completely powerless to being able to parry and counterattack with some success. His progress was rapid. He was looking forward to Yan Changyue's reward and instigated An Xiaochun to report. However, he was once again beaten and told "You're not even close".

Song Yi did not argue. He just fell down and collapsed on the ground. In addition to the severe pain in his arms, there were bruises on his shoulders and back. A feeling of weakness was spreading through his body. This was a feeling he had not experienced for a long time. When he was not appreciating it, he was distracted.

An Xiaochun asked: "What's wrong? Are you stupid?"

He came back to his senses, looked at the ceiling, and said slowly: "I understand, you are another kind of big cat..."