King's Back

But Harry did not want to dig out the answer. From now on, he was the real disciple of Jackson.

Harry was so excited that he could not wait to learn the martial skills from Jackson.

Harry was almost 1.8 meters tall, but he was a bit skinny. Everyone could tell that he had never done any hard training.

He was not powerful enough, not agile enough, nor was he good at fighting.

Jackson decided to start his training from the most fundamental level. Only then could Harry fully develop himself.

“Do the bench press with 60KG. Ten reps for each with five sets.” Jackson pointed to the barbell beside him.

Then he trained Harry to do shuttle run, sit up and so on. Jackson was carefully observing the whole process with his eyes.

Harry had barely undergone such hard training. He was completely exhausted with sweat shedding all over his head. And his clothes were drenched because of sweat.

But he still gritted to insist on finish the whole training. Needless to say, his persistence was still admirable.

An hour later.

Harry still wanted to keep on training, but Jackson waved at him said, “That’s all for today’s training. It is your first time to go through such training. It is not a good idea to overdo yourself.”

To be honest, Jackson was quite satisfied with Harry’s performance on training.

Hearing that, Harry flopped on the ground. He felt dog-tired all over. He felt like clinging to the ground and never wanted to stand up.

When he was about to close his own eyes to take a rest, Jackson kicked him with his feet and shouted, “You are not allowed to take a rest. Get in front of the mirror and do a half squat stance. It is the finishing step for relaxing.”

“Hold on the stance for 20 minutes. If you dare to move a bit, you are required to do 20 push-ups as punishment.”

Harry was about to cry when hearing that.

Now he knew what the definition of hell-like training was.

But he did not dare to go against his master’s order. He had to walk to the front of the mirror and do the half squat stance.

Jackson nodded with satisfaction and he walked to a punch bag. He wanted to exercise a bit.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

and it did not even swung by the punch. However, on the other side of the bag, a dent could be clearly seen on it. Every punch Jackson hit ignited a loud thundering sound, which

he used was similar with Wing Chun. Though it seemed normal and plain, each punch he hit was

bag was blown out. The sand in it scattered all

equipped with specially made punch bag. The content was not sand but little steel balls. And the punch bag was

Palace could

fixed his eyes on Jackson in shock with his eyes

was! He even destroyed the punch bag completely with a few punches. All of a sudden, he felt like himself overwhelmed with burning desire. Though he was actually exhausted, he was getting more

doing strip dancing?

and patted on

being patted by Jackson. But soon, his

body was refueled with energy after Jackson’s pats. He felt himself

patted on his body,

from severe muscular soreness after such training.

had been two hours

non-stop. Even if he was permitted to take a rest, he had

training. Though Harry had

of the gym after training. And it was

let me pay you a

your own. I have something

to take a bath as he was told

for Jackson, he wanted to wait for his wife’s off

to the office of the sales department, where there

to play games to kill time.

his phone to check the time, it

go to her office

turned off the computer and took the elevator to the floor of the president’s

few times but there was still no

the door open slightly, where he could see that Dolcie was busy

which was a pair of blue-ray proof glasses to protect her

could be said that she was an elite in the business world and no one dared to look

highly concentrated on her own work. With her delicate face, a trace of elegance could be sensed from

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