Chapter Seventy-Five: Betrayed

The team members braced their hands on their knees, gasping for breath.

"Damn! Five minutes and I'm already exhausted!" Geng Haoshi muttered under his breath.

"Not so easy, is it?" Tony still wore his gentle smile, looking utterly unruffled, breath and complexion steady.

Tony had just completed the five minutes of footwork training alongside the team, yet now he seemed completely unaffected. Geng Haoshi couldn't help but give Tony a thumbs-up. "Coach Tony, you're amazing!"

"When I first started learning boxing, I was just like you. After you get used to it, it won’t feel so tiring."

"The standard ten-minute agility training actually requires two sets of the five footwork drills we just did."

"Since today is your first day, we’ll skip the second set for now… but you must practice whenever you have time. Starting tomorrow, you need to complete both sets within ten minutes."

"Take a three-minute break, then we'll begin the second training."

With that, Tony walked toward Yu Manman.

As soon as Tony sat down beside Yu Manman, he was surrounded by Lin Ling, Yang Mimi, and Li Shishi.

Li Shishi cupped her cheeks with both hands. "Beautiful sister, is this the Coach Tony you mentioned last night? He really has a great physique!"

Lin Ling, ever the bold leader, wasted no time—she reached out and unabashedly squeezed Tony's chest muscles, clicking her tongue in admiration. "So big! So firm!"

Hearing Lin Ling’s words, Li Shishi couldn’t resist and gave it a squeeze herself.

Yang Mimi, not quite as reckless, nonetheless couldn’t help pressing Tony’s biceps with her index finger.

Standing on the basketball court, Geng Haoshi witnessed this scene and his heart trembled: Could it be that Goddess Mimi is into this too?

Zhou Xiaoshan walked up to Geng Haoshi and patted his shoulder. "Hurts, doesn’t it?"

With a sigh, Zhou Xiaoshan said, "My heart… it aches." As Lin Ling’s boyfriend, watching his girlfriend shamelessly fondling another man's chest muscles, he felt as if he might be cuckolded at any moment.

"Misery loves company," Geng Haoshi nearly broke down in tears as he embraced Zhou Xiaoshan… Just then, Tony approached. "Is everyone rested? Let's begin the second training."

No, he had to pull himself together! Geng Haoshi also patted Zhou Xiaoshan's shoulder. "Being cheated on isn’t scary… just dump her!"

At the same time, Geng Haoshi vowed to train for an even stronger physique, to defeat this ‘gay guy,’ and let Goddess Mimi admire him instead!

Tony stood before the team. "Next up is boxing match training."

He then demonstrated the basic boxing stances in detail: how to make a fist, punching posture, defensive stance, crouch, shoulder guard, and crossing the arms.

The team practiced according to Tony’s demonstration for nearly twenty minutes... Tony checked the time. "We have ten minutes left in today's second phase. Let’s have a few rounds of boxing matches to get a feel for it."

With that, Tony slipped on a pair of red boxing gloves, bumped his fists together a few times. "Who wants to spar with me first?"

The team glanced around nervously... No one wanted to make eye contact with Tony lest they be chosen.

"No need to worry, I’ve prepared protective gear for you. You won’t get hurt."

Geng Haoshi pointed at a pile on the floor. "Coach Tony, is that turtle-shell looking thing the protective gear you mentioned?"

Tony chuckled, still smiling. "It’s just green, that’s all."

The protective gear was indeed peculiar, shaped like a vest, divided into segments, and painted green—it really did resemble a turtle shell.

Tony looked at Geng Haoshi. "Then you can go first."

"Me?" Geng Haoshi waved his hands quickly. "I’m just passing by."

Everyone sweated: Is he nuts?

From the coach’s bench, Yu Manman shouted, "Passing by, my ass! Put on the gear! Or I’ll castrate you!"

Castration again?! Geng Haoshi instinctively covered his crotch.

Swallowing hard, Geng Haoshi thought: There’s no way out, I just have to tough it out.

Reluctantly, Geng Haoshi put on the protective vest, fastened the helmet, and finally slipped on the boxing gloves.

"Damn! Why is everything green?!" Geng Haoshi grumbled, annoyed. Everything else was tolerable, but even the helmet was green!

Zhu Di burst out laughing nearby. "Hey, Junior, your gear is so green!"

With Zhu Di’s remark, the other teammates joined in laughter.

"If everyone calls you Junior, then I’ll call you Junior too," Tony said politely, still smiling. "Let’s begin."

Having made it this far, Geng Haoshi bumped his fists together repeatedly, thinking: I’m probably doomed, but I have to keep up a heroic front.

"Senior, go for it!"

Li Shishi’s cheer rang in his ears... Geng Haoshi’s heart warmed: At least someone’s supporting me!

Just as he was moved, Li Shishi’s voice came again. "Coach Tony, please go easy on him!"

Geng Haoshi sweated: So she still thinks I’ll lose.

He sank back into gloom... Suddenly, an angelic voice called out, "Second Brother, go for it!"

Such a sweet voice! It was Goddess Mimi! Geng Haoshi turned and sure enough, Yang Mimi was waving at him in encouragement.

His heart swelled with emotion... Then Yang Mimi’s voice again: "Coach Tony, please go easy on him!" Geng Haoshi nearly tripped!

"Forget it, no one expects me to win anyway," Geng Haoshi muttered in grievance.

9527: Dear master, you’d have to be possessed to win!

Geng Haoshi 2.0: Haha, agreed.

Geng Haoshi: Damn! No matter what, we’re on the same team—do you have to crush me every time?

"Fine, I’ll give it my all!" Under everyone's gaze, Geng Haoshi struck first.

He threw a punch, cutting through the air with force and momentum... "Smack!" Tony flicked his left hand, as if swatting a fly, and easily deflected Geng Haoshi’s punch.

It looked effortless, but the blow nearly knocked Geng Haoshi off balance!

Damn, my coach is seriously tough!

Though his confidence wavered, with so many spectators—especially with Yang Mimi present—he couldn’t lose face so easily. If he had to lose, it would be with dignity!

Steeling himself, Geng Haoshi rose and threw another punch…