“Huh? Oh, okay!”

Meng Fan finally responded and stopped daydreaming, loosening his grip.

“Let’s take a break!”

Yang Feng grimaced as he embraced his snatched arm. This guy is way too strong, he doesn’t need any more lessons on reacting to the snatch!

Meng Fan was a bit embarrassed. He handed Yang Feng a bottle of water and headed to the side to check out his new task.

“It finally triggered!”

He’d waited so long for this, and it finally came.

Once the task began, it meant everything he was putting in would be rewarded. Exponentially, too!

Meng Fan had come here for this reason.

Only, he was still slightly confused.

How come it took so many snatches and takedowns to trigger it?

And he’d been practicing it for a while, too.

Could it be… the System didn’t have any tasks related to takedowns on its own?

He looked closely at the newly triggered task, Thousand Hand Buddha… No, [Thousand Hand Snatch]. The task required to subdue an opponent 1,000 times with the snatching technique… Then, could he only use the snatching technique? Or if he overcame an opponent 10,000 times, would it be considered 10,000 snatches?

Of course, Meng Fan was just complaining to himself. He knew there was some Wuxia master that went by this nickname. Meng Fan assumed the System was too lazy to come up with a title and took someone else’s nickname. After all, there previously existed the ‘Travelling Deity’ from “Water Margin.”

The rewards from the task were not bad either. Snatching skills +10, which should be the skill level he would be at once he completed the task anyways.

There were no task phases.

This reward was kind of like an epiphany that occured as you practiced.

Was it hard to beat 1,000 opponents?

It would be very difficult, but with Meng Fan’s added stats and figure, he won’t have trouble completing it.

Most importantly… Meng Fan saw that his experience was already at 10/1,000. This meant that Meng Fan had beaten Yang Feng ten times with his capture techniques before triggering this task.

Besides, this experience also revealed one of the most important pieces of information. That is, it counted as points even if you continually defeated the same person.

If it required Meng Fan to really beat 1,000 people in combat, then he’d be done for. Where would he find so many people? Could you just snatch at anyone you pull from off the street?

Wait!

Meng Fan suddenly thought of something. Could it be that the failure of triggering the task was related to him being unable to overtake his opponents?

But if Yang Feng relied only on takedowns to win matches, it would be very difficult. Unless he straight up knocked them out and they couldn’t get up.

Regardless if it was practice or real life combat, Meng Fan had ended the match after flipping them over.

But even after knowing this, it was hard to try it out.

Goddamn!

Whatever, best not to bite off more than he could chew. Even if he triggered another achievement task now, he wouldn’t be able to complete it anyways. He would try to complete [Thousand Hand Snatch] before leaving for Singapore. Based on his Hand Speed, and the +3 granted from the title, and his black magic technology… He shouldn’t have a problem dealing with the ‘air hijackers’ this time round.

Yes, ‘air hijackers.’ Meng Fan would treat this visit to Singapore as an air hijacking and as one that he had to face as well. Although he could avoid it, Meng Fan was still worried there would be a shadow in his heart for the rest of his life.

Better begin!

After receiving this task, Meng Fan felt even more motivated!

But soon, Yang Feng was done.

“Let’s stop at that today. You’re a fast learner, and very efficient. Take a break. Tomorrow… Come back tomorrow afternoon for your lesson.”

Yang Feng was exhausted. He’d taught for so long, yet he’d never been so cowardly. Even if he took on some big name students who required his cooperation, he’d never been forced to surrender so soon. And this guy didn’t even respond to his surrender, either!

Especially near the end. Yang Feng felt like this guy was making a fool out of him, his attacks fast and fierce. He didn’t even have to use his snatching skills.

Meng Fan looked at his experience bar. 84/1,000. Alright, it was very fast progress. Based on this, he could gain about 100 points each hour, meaning he could finish the task in 10 hours.

Of course, this kind of task should be done as soon as possible. If there was more time, he hoped to trigger some more tasks.

“Uhm, Coach Yang.”

Meng Fan tugged on Yang Feng and almost snatched him out of habit. “I think this capture technique suits me very well. I want to continue practicing it and refine it before learning something else.”

Yang Feng nodded and agreed with Meng Fan’s attitude. “That’s fine, no problem. If you come tomorrow, I’ll teach you some more complex ways of capturing an opponent. You are very fitted to practice this kind of technique. Your hand speed is incredible, and you’re strong too, and you learn fast. Once you perfect it, not many people will be able to dodge your attacks.”

“I meant I’d like to practice more today. Of course, you don’t have to practice with me. If the judo hall has people who are practice partners, I’m willing to pay more.”

“You still want to practice? You’re not tired?” Seeing Meng Fan shake his head, Yang Feng was stunned. He thought about it and said: “The money doesn’t really matter, but you’re a novice. And you have to be careful of how much strength you exert. How about this. I’ll find you a coach that specializes in combating capture and snatch techniques.”

Meng Fan nodded, agreeing to be careful. He then added: “I’ll pay double the price of a private lesson.”

He knew that with his weight, it would be a hefty task for whoever took the task and ended up thumping the floor below him. If he only paid based on the set price, not many people would be willing to spar with him.

“Alright. Come with me, I’ll find you someone sturdy.”

Yang Feng took Meng Fan out of the practice room — he had another class afterwards — and found another training room. There were several people indoors already and had been separated into their own areas.

“Lao Hei.”

Yang Feng looked around and quickly locked onto his target. He called out toward a very tanned and muscular man.

Torso exposed, his muscles bulged. If he hadn’t been smiling, he would have been a terrifying figure to come across.

“Professional capture technique practice. He’s strong, fast, and needs intensive training. He’ll pay double the private lesson cost. Problem?”

“Double?”

Lao Hei’s eyes lit up. If he didn’t see that Meng Fan was the person he’d be training, he was almost about to ask out loud which dumbass had this much money to burn. He then nodded fiercely. “Of course, it’s not a problem.” He then smiled at Meng Fan, pounding his chest. “I promise I’ll take your beating!”

Not everyone knew who Meng Fan was. For example, Lao Hei. He didn’t know of his ‘Iron Hero’ nickname. Lao Hei really didn’t care for Meng Fan’s height and weight at first.

There’d been several students who attended his class that were taller and chubbier than Meng Fan. Plus, Lao Hei’s eyes were sharp. Although he hadn’t begun to analyze him yet, he could tell Meng Fan lacked muscle, despite looking tall and bulky. At most, he exercised but didn’t push it.

Plus, Lao Hei was the most tolerant member of the Feng Ji Judo club. Even if Yang Feng wanted to suppress him, it would be difficult. What could a student learning capturing do?

How could there be a person who specialized in snatching and capturing anyways. The real strong folk all specialize in groundwork skills like submission!