Chapter 70 He Felt Like He Was Manipulated
Bend at the waist? What kind of twisted demand is this?
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Madelyn couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, thinking to herself that young coaches were really peculiar with their weird demands.
I merely want to learn martial arts, not dancing. Is there really a need to bend at the waist?
“You seem reluctant to do so.”
Upon noticing her lack of response, Maxton commented with a hint of displeasure.
Madelyn indeed was reluctant. However, she figured since she was already here, she might as well see what Maxton was really up to.
With that, she did as he said and bent at the waist.
During her childhood, Madelyn had taken ballet lessons, which gave her a solid foundation in dance.
After her mother’s death, her life fell into disarray.
However, for her, bending down was not a challenge at all. In fact, the way she bent was extremely graceful.
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Upon seeing this, Maxton didn’t express satisfaction, nor did he voice any dissatisfaction.
He continued to give orders, his tone cold and detached. “Start kicking now. Stretch your leg muscles as much as you can. Kick as high as you’re able to.”
Madelyn did as she was told.
Her long, slender legs lifted effortlessly into a straight line, surpassing her head in a perfect arc that was breathtaking.
Generally speaking, very few people could effortlessly perform this action.
It was evident that Madelyn had a solid physical foundation.
It looks like we can save a lot of time as mastering the basics won’t be a major hurdle for her.
As he held that thought, the expression on Maxton’s face softened considerably, losing much of its initial coldness.
In the end, he had her do some stretching exercises.
Madelyn did everything as instructed, and fortunately, her body was extremely flexible. Carrying out th tasks posed no difficulty for her at all.
Although Maxton didn’t utter a word, he was rather pleased with her flexibility.
A woman like this is indeed worthy of being my student.
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“Really?”
Maxton nodded
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joy. She nodded eagerly and responded, “Yes, thank you, Coach Wendel. I will
Maxton turned
over the moon, for she hadn’t expected to start her
rush off immediately, as she was still new to the place
Madelyn decided to
that, Madelyn began to joyfully explore the
female coaches sitting at the
were locked on Madelyn, unwavering and
incredibly haughty demeanor, even
do you think Mr. Reynolds specifically chose
“If only I knew! I really can’t figure out what’s so special about that girl. She even managed to get our top coach to
can’t even catch a glimpse of Maxton. But look at her, she’s got the luxury of having Maxton’s
spoke, her tone tinged
next to her immediately
blue, a suggestion was made. “How about we look into that girl’s
haughty woman felt that
out, and report back to me as soon as
“Alright.”
the combat training center, Madelyn was in
the center was quite
combat ring,
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facilities were also comprehensive, containing everything one might
gym boasted a chiseled eight–pack,
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in form–fitting attire, showcasing their tall and athletic figures without any
between the coach and the trainees seemed to be extremely
they would occasionally share a joke
became too tired from training, or simply had
Madelyn felt her mood
settled, she Madelyn left combat
didn’t return home. Instead, he eagerly
coursework was intense, and the teacher’s pace of instruction was
so naturally, there were many things she
always count on Jillian to help her review
school, the important task of helping herself review
Group, Madelyn arrived, carrying
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