Technically, Shang Ruohai wasn't wrong.
He was being selfish.
But so what?
All he wanted was to accompany Yan Renzhong as he fought against the brain tumor.
Was that too much to ask?
Shen Jingwei landed a powerful punch on the sandbag, sending it reeling.
The coach, who was holding the sandbag for Shen Jingwei, had to absorb the majority of the impact. His hands were sore, but he was happy to see Shen Jingwei's progress.
Unlike most gym members, let alone athletes, Shen Jingwei's build was rather lean, his frame slender. Instead of relying on raw and brutal strength, he had to work on his speed and agility to deliver a powerful impact on his opponent. This was a unique edge he needed to hone if he ever wanted to excel as a fighter.
Thankfully, he was not.
"That was very good," the coach praised. "You have shown amazing progress in the past week. While progress is generally good, we should not overdo it. Otherwise, you might sprain a muscle."
