Chapter 279: The League of Morning Runners

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

After writing “I have time” and seeing the plane tickets, Meng Fan wasn’t in the mood to stay in the group chat. He didn’t see the various event tickets Meng Caitang sent, nor the “gifts” sent by the four older sisters.

His oldest sister, Meng Caiju, arranged for him to visit Shueisha and even see Eiichiro Oda. Second sister, Cailian, gave him reservations at the Aman Kyoto hotel and its Michelin-starred restaurant. Third sister, Meng Caiwei, was even more direct: She arranged for her friend, “10 Yuan,” to have dinner with him. Fourth sister, Caihe, has just worked for a few years and wasn’t as financially comfortable, so she found a pretty young woman to be Meng Fan’s tour guide.

The plans they made for him were all for Kyoto. Plans in Singapore were up to Meng Caitang.

His two younger sisters also helped by giving a like to all the plans.

“Search videos, photos, and content related to wrestling teaching and competitions.”

Meng Fan didn’t look at the group chat again. He stared in place for a while. Then, he took out a streaming device to search everything related to wrestling.

If his fates had started to overlap, he was definitely going to Singapore and to confront his fate. He wasn’t going to give himself a way out. He also didn’t want to make any mistakes.

He couldn’t afford to lose!

Earlier, Meng Fan had found some wrestling information while learning fighting techniques. It was a rough overview. However, even when he found some information, it wasn’t useful to him. Meng Fan could understand very little back then.

Now, it was different. He’s completed [Thousand Hand Snatch], and knew snatching very well. Plus, he’s fought Yang Feng, Lao Hei, as well as Seventh Bro; he knew so much more now.

Meng Fan could tell if the materials were useful or not by now.

He asked the streaming device to organize the materials, picking useful lectures, competition videos, and other pictures and texts.

He was very observant. He had enough foundation to learn what he could from these materials and supplement the rest in his mind.

After reading for about an hour, he made some progress, but he knew these gains weren’t as rapid as learning with Lao Hei and others.

Alright!

He’ll go learn with them tomorrow.

He had to deal with Seventh Bro.

“Search for snatching content.”

Meng Fan switched to searching for snatching-related content. After the [Thousand Hand Snatch] title, he earned +10 points in Snatching Techniques. Currently, he’s converted all he’s learned into his own power, and he didn’t plan to learn the rest from Lao Hei and others.

Watching videos to learn complex snatching techniques — and converting them to learn the rest of the snatching techniques — would be faster than learning with Lao Hei and others. He only needed practice experience. When all the techniques were converted, he could go to Lao Hei for fight experience.

Studying makes one happy. Studying makes time pass quickly.

Before he knew it, it was around 2 a.m.

The learning process was pretty pleasing. Meng Fan watched videos as he followed along with his hands, and he managed to convert a lot of the knowledge.

The complex snatching techniques looked challenging, but Meng Fan gained the +10 points before, so he could assimilate a lot of the knowledge.

After the conversion, the theory became actual techniques. The only thing lacking now was experimenting and seeing if the techniques worked in actual fights. Or technically, while the techniques could always be used in the fights, would they be very powerful?

Meng Fan studied intently, but he didn’t miss any of Wu Tong’s messages.

If anything, Wu Tong’s messages made Meng Fan more motivated.

They had just held hands. He needed to come back alive!

The next morning, he went jogging as usual, and Wu Tong showed up too. Then, Meng Fan noticed something weird.

There were a lot of runners at the sports field.

There were usually a few joggers, but at most ten or so people. Today, however, there were at least fifty people running.

He took a closer look. Most of the runners were overweight.

Meng Fan was a little surprised. “What’s going on?”

Wu Tong rolled her eyes. “It’s you.”

Meng Fan was confused. “Me what?”

Wu Tong was curious. “Didn’t you read that post?”

“Post?”

Meng Fan didn’t know about the post by Yu Xiaoyu, which was posted to a Hangzhou college’s online forum. He was busy reading about wrestling and snatching all night.

The post recounted all the necessary conditions for Meng Fan to capture Wu Tong’s heart. While the conclusion was that everyone should give up, that it’s not something you could copy, many readers still became motivated and decided to start running.

Running and exercising were always helpful; one might not be able to win their dream girl, but becoming fitter would indeed give one more choice in life.

Even if one didn’t gain anything, one’s health was one’s own, and would be appreciated more.

“Iron Hero! Wu Tong!”

As the two of them finished jogging and were stretching, a chubby guy and a slightly overweight girl walked over. The girl apparently knew Wu Tong. She just finished jogging; panting, she asked, “We started a ‘League of Morning Joggers,’ and wanted to invite you to join. Would that be okay? You don’t have to do anything, you can be our spiritual idols.”

Meng Fan wasn’t sure what had happened, but Wu Tong already nodded. “Great. Xi Lin, you can add me to the group.” Then, she added. “Later, I’ll send some notes about jogging and poses to the group. Make sure you protect yourself during jogging.”

Wu Tong was a warm person. She didn’t care if she was some classical art princess.

Speaking of protection during jogging, Wu Tong glanced at Meng Fan. To be honest, she still didn’t know how Meng Fan didn’t hurt his knees while jogging, especially as he was very heavy when he started running.

Meng Fan quickly nodded when he saw Wu Tong asking for his advice.

The young guy and girl quickly left after some congratulatory words when Meng Fan and Wu Tong agreed to join their group. They didn’t want to bother this new couple.

Wu Tong started blushing after they left. When she saw Meng Fan’s heated gaze, she shoved him, and Meng Fan leaned back while chuckling.

“Tong… Tong Tong.”

Meng Fan carefully called her. Seeing no objection to the nickname, he smiled and said, “Um, I want to go to the dojo again. I have some problems to consult with Lao Hei. Don’t worry, I won’t fight with Seventh Bro again.”

“Seventh Bro?!”

Wu Tong glared at Meng Fan, finishing her stretches. “I’m with my team today. You can go wherever you want!”

Since she knew her Seventh Bro couldn’t hurt Meng Fan, she wouldn’t stop their meeting. If anything, it’d be good if they fought, since neither man could be bullied. She knew both men’s personalities very well. They might even become friends after these fights instead of enemies.