Xu Jingming was 25 years old, and he had dark-red hair that made him stand out in the Black Fire Club in Jianghan City, the capital of East Cloud Nation—one of the seven human nations.
"Coach, this move doesn't feel right no matter how I practice it," a young girl complained.
Xu Jingming approached her and helped her adjust her body's posture. "Your movement must be done freely. Imagine there is a wooden plank in front of you—you have to feel as though your palm can pierce through the wooden plank. Ni Yun, this is all very basic knowledge. You should sign up for a basic class."
Ni Yun leaned against Xu Jingming and wheedled, "Coach, I think you're the best teacher in the entire club."
"I think you're being too obvious," a girl beside her snorted.
"Tian Yuwei, shut up." Ni Yun immediately glared at her.
Xu Jingming looked at the time on the wall and said, "Alright, that's the end of today's class."