Sparring partner, from its literal meaning, was to train with you.
A sparring partner of a dojo was obviously not there to spar with customers, but to take a beating. What kind of strength did a sparring partner need to test?
The real test should be one's resistance.
But since he was already here, he had no choice but to comply. And so, Ding Meng followed Little Wei to the row of black targets.
There was no one at the edge of the target. Before raising his fist, Ding Meng couldn't help but turn around and ask, "What's the minimum score for a sparring partner?"
"This …" Little Wei was stumped by this question. The sparring partners who had come to the dojo in the past had never tested their strength, so where would they get the minimum score?
But Little Wei was smart enough to immediately answer, "100 points."
100 points was 100 pounds, which was about 200 pounds of force. How could a normal human reach this standard?
A single punch could cause someone to spit out blood or break bones. That was the standard of the Leopard machine gun back in Black Gold Base.
There was a reason why Xiao Wei had set the standard so randomly. Almost none of the customers who came here could give a score of 100. Those who could score above 80 were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. There was no way Ding Meng could reach that standard.
Little Rascal suddenly popped up. "Ding Meng, you're an Origin Ability user. Don't use too much force. Just do a little. If you break the machine, we won't be able to pay for it. We don't have any money right now."
"Oh, that's right." Ding Meng suddenly came to his senses. He had almost thrown a punch. Fortunately, Little Rascal had reminded him in time.
But he couldn't be too casual about it. It would be terrible if he couldn't hit 100 points. At the end of the day, he still hadn't seen the actual statistics of strength, so he couldn't make up his mind. But that wasn't the case in Little Wei's eyes. His opponent was clearly scared.
"Mr. Ting, please throw a punch," Little Wei urged.
Ding Meng replied, "Okay."
As soon as the word left his mouth, Xiao Wei's vision blurred. He couldn't even see how his opponent had punched him. The only thing he could see was the red score on the white scoreboard. Ding, ding, ding, ding! It was climbing up rapidly.
Before he could regain his senses, there was a long beep, and the number on the scoreboard was fixed: "446 points."
"Yeah, it's alright."
Ding Meng heaved a sigh of relief. This boxing target was quite sturdy. It seemed that it had not been damaged. 446 points was not bad. It was at least three times higher than the standard. You can't think that I'm unqualified, right?
Huh?
No, what's wrong with you guys?
Ding Meng suddenly realized that his surroundings were quiet. The entire boxing testing hall was silent. Dozens of men and women were looking at him as if he was a monster. Xiao Wei's mouth was wide open.
"What's going on?" Ding Meng was puzzled.
A burly man next to him stared at him blankly. "Little brother, that punch of yours … I guess you broke the record of the dojo. I've never seen anyone who could score 400 points with a single punch."
Ding Meng was curious. "What's the highest score you can get here?"
The man said, "The highest score I've seen is 108 points, and that was from a professional boxer."
'Sh * t,' Ding Meng thought to himself. He must have gone overboard again.
"Little brother … Oh, no, big … big brother." The man had already changed the way he addressed Ding Meng. "Can you … teach me how to practice boxing?"
At this moment, Hu Qi finally rushed out of the office and waved at the stunned crowd. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. There's something wrong with the scoreboard. The score isn't accurate. Please continue. It's fine. Everyone, continue practicing …"
"Phew …" Ding Meng sighed in relief. So, there was something wrong with the scoreboard. No wonder there was such a strange score.
"Do you need me to retest it?" Ding Meng asked.
"Of course, of course. Let's do it again."
Hu Qi obviously did not believe the super high score of 400 points, so he pulled Ding Meng to another boxing target. "Mr. Ting, no, Brother Ding, let's retest it. What do you think?"
"Alright."
Ding Meng thought to himself that the target seemed to be wrapped in soft leather and had a strong cushioning ability. If there was something wrong with the scoreboard, then his punch might have been a bit too strong. He should be gentler this time. Oh well, I won't use my fists. I'll just do as Little Rascal said. It shouldn't be a big problem.
His idea was simple, but the forty to fifty pairs of eyes in the audience saw a different story. Ding Meng had his back to the wall, and his right hand formed a familiar knife-hand shape. Without even looking at the target, he swung the knife backward.
With a muffled sound, the target was accurately hit, and the red score began to rise again with a "ding ding ding ding" sound. After a few seconds, the number on the scoreboard stopped.
With a thud, Hu Qi's gold-rimmed glasses fell to the ground. Xiao Wei's mouth was open so wide that it could fit an egg.
Muscle also rubbed his eyes. He was sure that he did not see wrongly. The score on the scoreboard was 393 points.
This score meant that Ding Meng could casually strike anything, even if it was Meng Nan himself, he would be sent flying by this casual strike.
"Oh my god."
Meng Nan was instantly excited. He grabbed Ding Meng's hand and said, "Big Brother, can you teach me how to fight? I'm willing to pay for the extra service fee and tuition. I'll pay for it no matter how expensive it is."
His excitement caused the crowd to surround him. They all fought to be the first to shout.
"Big brother, teach me. I'm a Black Iron member of the dojo."
"Big brother, big brother, teach me. Don't teach him. He's only Black Iron. I'm Bronze. I'll pay the tip."
"What's a f * cking tip? I'll sign a contract and pay double the service fee. Teach me, hurry up and teach me."
"Tsk tsk, big brother, that kick just now was amazing. 393 points. I'll never reach that level in my lifetime."
"One kick?
He used his palm. Four eyes, are you stupid? "
"Oh, sorry. My eyes are playing tricks on me. I didn't see clearly …"
…
"Alright, alright. Everyone, stop arguing. Stop arguing."
Hu Qi and Xiao Wei had already returned to normal. They were trying their best to maintain order. "Haha, everyone, don't panic. This is our dojo's sparring partner, Mr. Ting, Ding Meng. If you need anything, you can apply for a sparring partner service."
Hearing Hu Qi's shout, Ding Meng was a little happy. "That … Manager Hu, I applied for a sparring partner. Do I meet the requirements?"
Hu Qi pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose bridge decisively. His face was full of righteousness. "Mr. Ting, oh no, Brother Ding, congratulations on passing the test. I'll create a file for you now. You're officially a member of our dojo. Welcome to Great Waves Group …"
Ding Meng stared at him suspiciously. "Didn't the advertisement say that there's a three-month trial period?"
"Oh, no, no, no, no, no."
Hu Qi shook his head like a rattle-drum. Then, he started to talk nonsense with a straight face. "Brother Ding, you're different."
"How can I be different?" Ding Meng was curious.
Hu Qi's face was serious. "Our Great Waves Group is a large corporation. We take extra care of interstellar refugees. We know that you don't have citizenship, so we've specifically canceled the trial period. This is our humanistic care and the excellent corporate culture that we've always passed down …"
What kind of outstanding corporate culture was this? A ferocious person who could casually score 393 points with a single palm strike. Who knew how strong his strength was? If Hu Qi didn't even have this bit of foresight, then he shouldn't be the HR manager anymore. He should go beg on the streets outside. If a talent like Ding Meng was poached by other dojos, the boss would probably hire a hitman to kill him.
"Thank you so much, Manager Hu. Our dojo is really good." Ding Meng thanked him from the bottom of his heart.
"Brother Ding, you don't have to call me Manager Hu. Just call me Xiao Hu. Yes, Xiao Hu, Xiao Hu."
"Okay."
Ding Meng was a little unaccustomed to this guy's attitude. "That … Manager Hu, when can I start working at the dojo?"
Hu Qi immediately raised his index finger and said seriously, "Brother, you can start working now."