The Disparity Between Different Universities

In a fitness room in the city gymnasium.

"Bang!"

A dull thud. 

Fang Ping was acquainted intimately with the floor again.

Wang Jinyang snapped coldly, having thrown Fang Ping on the floor with one hand, "Did you not eat? Even a woman has more strength than you!

"This is what amounts to your combat training? Your moves are so soft that they only tickle me!

"Both fist and leg techniques are created to kill! Swiftness, accuracy, and ruthlessness are rudimentary!

"Your leg technique is weak and listless! You aren't decisive enough. You'll be dead before you can kick!"

"..."

Fang Ping massaged his butt and stood up, limping. He said, somewhat bemused, "Brother Wang, you didn't need to hit me so hard, did you?"

The normally genial Wang Jinyang's eyes steeled, and he reproached him, "Combat techniques are devised to aid us in battle, whether this is a practice match or a real-life battle!