Waking up early in the morning, it was still dark. Jeff stood up and made a few stretches. He took off his clothes and began to exercise, as this was his daily routine.
He just forgot it yesterday, since the author never mentioned it.
When his shirt was off, it perfectly showed his well-toned build. His chest was noticeably fuller, giving him a broad and powerful look, but it wasn't as bulky as a bodybuilder's.
His waist, on the other hand, was much slimmer, tapering sharply to create a sleek and defined silhouette. Clearly, he had maintained this kind of build for years to achieve this.
With the soft light of dawn barely breaking through the horizon, Jeff moved to an open space near the shore.
The sand was cool beneath his feet, and the rhythmic sound of the waves provided a great background.
He positioned himself, with his feet shoulder-width apart, and began his practice.
His movements were fluid and soft, a testament to his years of dedicated training. Jeff started with the Siu Nim Tao form, the first and most fundamental form in Wing Chun.
His hands moved gracefully through the air, fingers poised and wrists loose, yet every motion carried a latent power. Each movement was deliberate, focusing on the structure and the flow of energy through his body.
[You have practiced Wing Chun. You have gained 5 experience points]
[5/1000 exp. Remains to upgrade the skill]
Hearing the pop-up panel, he opened his eyes and was shocked. He can actually upgrade his technique, Wing Chun, to an even more amazing skill.
He could not wait anymore and began to practice again. Transitioning seamlessly, he moved into shadowboxing. His stance was low and grounded, his legs providing a solid base.
Jeff's eyes were sharp, focusing on imaginary opponents.
Unknown to him, Charlotte, who was the first to wake up, got out of the shelter and saw this, making her jaw drop in awe.
She was just sleepy for the moment, but when she saw Jeff, she was mesmerized. She could see that he seemed to be practicing some martial arts, and the background of the oceans and the rising sun made it even more mesmerizing to look at.
"Sister, why are you standing there like you saw an angel?" Emma said with a yawn, feeling her movement when she stood up, waking her up.
Receiving no answer, she decided to take a glimpse as well and saw this scene.
"Wow! A kung fu in real life," she muttered as her eyes were wide awake.
With his loud exclamations, the three girls who were a little bit drowsy also woke up.
Seeing this scene, all of their breathing were heavy. Ariana touched her nose, thinking that maybe she was bleeding.
"Damn, so those are the things that are hiding beneath his shirt. That kind of well-toned body is straight out carved from a fairy tale," Jessica exclaimed, where her eyes were locking in on his abs, which are hard as a stone.
Jeff who was unaware executed a rapid, controlled punches, each strike a blend of speed and accuracy.
The air seemed to part with the force of his blows, though his form remained compact, conserving energy while maximizing impact.
Some sweat began to form on his forehead as he continued. Emma, seeing this scene, couldn't help but really wanted to taste it.
Her eyelashes were fluttering, and she couldn't help but felt hot seeing this.
[You have practiced Wing Chun. You have gained 5 experience points]
[15/1000 exp. Remains to upgrade the skill]
Jeff couldn't help but mutter that the speed in getting points was so slow. He then incorporated chain punches, a signature technique of Wing Chun, where a series of quick, successive punches are thrown, overwhelming an opponent.
Jeff's fists moved like a blur, maintaining a perfect centerline, each punch flowing effortlessly into the next.
"Sister Charlotte, I really want to taste it. I don't want to die an old virgin woman," Emma exclaimed, where the four of them looked at her speechlessly.
"Vixen," Layla muttered inwardly. She couldn't help but feel a sudden crisis hearing this.
Next, he practiced his footwork, moving smoothly across the sand. His steps were light yet firm, maintaining balance and agility.
Jeff envisioned dodging attacks, shifting his weight seamlessly from one foot to the other, his body a well-coordinated machine of defense and offense.
He weaved and ducked, countering with precise strikes, always returning to his strong, stable stance.
[You have practiced Wing Chun. You have gained 5 experience points]
[20/1000 exp. Remains to upgrade the skill]
Incorporating more advanced techniques, Jeff moved into trapping hands, or Chi Sao, the "sticky hands" practice.
His movements were all about maintaining contact, feeling the imaginary opponent's intentions through touch and reacting instinctively.
His hands glided through the air, each motion a combination of offense and defense, blending into an intricate dance of controlled energy.
Sweat began to form on his brow, the morning chill mingling with the heat of his exertion.
The practice wasn't just about physical prowess, it was also about mental exercise, sharpening his focus and honing his reflexes.
Jeff's breathing was steady, his mind is clear, every motion driven by a deep sense of purpose and discipline.
Finally, he ended his session with the third form of Wing Chun, incorporating more complex movements and powerful strikes.
His elbows and knees joined the flurry of punches and blocks, his entire body engaged in the practice.
With a final deep breath, Jeff concluded his training. He stood still for a moment, feeling the energy coursing through his body.
"After 1 hour of practice only this much?" he muttered feeling how slow it was.
[55/1000 exp. Remains to upgrade the skill]
Looking back, he saw that the five of them were already wide awake, looking at him with a hungry gaze.
He just ignored this look and quickly arrived back at the fireplace, not putting his clothes on yet since he was sweating very much.
The sweat slid down his face, all the way down to his neck, chest, and abs. Emma hurriedly ran towards him, brushing off the girls who were in front.
"Young captain, can I touch?" she said, looking at his abs that seem to be hard as a rock.
Charlotte looked at her behavior, feeling shy. She can't believe that her assistant is acting like this, which also reflects her image as her boss.
While the rest also wanted to touch it but was so shy, but Ariana was also not the one to be shy about it, as she also asked.
"Can I touch also?" she said in a low voice, looking at him in an expectant gaze.
Jeff, hearing this, narrowed his eyes but nodded since there's nothing wrong about it.
"Sure, you can touch them all you want," he replied, as he stood still.
Emma, who could not wait anymore, touched it. Her finger slowly touched it like pressing it from time to time, feeling its hardness.
Her fingers ran across his stomachs, all the way to his chest. Jeff was not feeling embarrassed at all, but he felt the weird sensation was back again, making him frown at what that is.
Emma was caressing his abs and chest, seeming like she was enjoying it.
Ariana also joined in on the fun as she touched and pinched his abs, which are harder than a metal. She could not help but want to bite its flesh, wondering what it tasted like.
Feeling the weirdness inside of him intensifying, he stopped the two and decided to put his clothes back on, which made Emma sad seeing that she could not catch a glimpse of it anymore.
Charlotte hurriedly pulled her and whispered, "Emma, can you act more ladylike? You are ruining our image," she said, reprimanding her.
Emma just smiled and teased, "Hehe, it's not my fault his filled with charm. If you're not here, I would have ravaged the young captain on the spot."
Hearing her inappropriate words, Charlotte was powerless from her.
"Hays, just act more like a lady, okay. Be more reserved," she said with a sigh.
"Don't worry, I know. Also, I can see that kid was really calm, even when I'm touching it. If I'm right, he must be a virgin with no experience at all," she whispered again.
Charlotte, hearing this, was red, "Why are you telling me!" she growled angrily.
"Hehe, I'm just wondering if you would like to take a shot," she teased, as she ran, seeing that she was about to flare up.
When she was far, Charlotte just snorted, looking back at Jeff, with her gaze deepening.