Chapter 11


    Let’s Go For A Round, Coach!


    Roxanne took a short shower and then changed into her gym outfit, clothes she always kept in the


    gym since it was a bother bringing it in every day.


    After she was done, she went back to the training room, where her coach was still setting up the


    stage. She smiled, shaking her head slightly.


    Even at over forty, Donald still preferred doing things like these himself. She was fine with him


    doing some heavy lifting, but at this rate, he would just tire himself out before he did anything


    meaningful with her.


    “Oh, don’t look at me like that. This much is nothing. I can do this, train you, and still have energy


    to spare.


    She smirked at these words.


    “Sure you can” She stepped forward to assist him with what he was doing.


    “I’m serious. In my prime, I could do this all day all by myself. Truly a beast!” He grinned widely.


    “Sure” Roxanne smiled as she rolled her eyes slightly.


    She wasn’t sure about his prime, but the current him couldn’t keep up with her, especially when


    she was this excited. He had to take breaks in between, alternate with another person, and also


    instruct her while he took his break. She had so much energy that it could be ssified as a


    superpower at this point.


    [Moments Later]


    “Looks like it’s all set up. Let’s do a little round before going into full-on training.” Coach Donald


    said, entering into the ring.


    Now, Roxanne knew the basics of many sports and she was trained since childhood in various


    types. However… The one she knew best, and had the greatest passion for, the one she usually


    practised with her gym coach every day for the past three years… Was Boxing!


    The gym''s ground floor was an everyday workout centre, but only the Regrs knew the true


    nature of the ‘PASSION OF LIFE’ Gym. Separated into many rooms on the top floor, it was a ce


    where Boxing was everything.


    Boxing, Roxanne’s favourite sport, and the one she was the best at. Since the game demanded


    brute force, tact, and endurance more than anything else, she was practically built for it. Her coach as a


    former pro Boxer, at least ording to him, was skilled enough to make it to national level his prime.


    For someone in a countryside like Oregon, that was an impressive feat.


    Roxanne didn’t want to go into Pro Boxing. She just wanted to keep ying, keep fighting… Just


    like her father. As a Pro Boxer, she would attract too much attention, something she avoided


    desperately. She didn’t want to stand out. She just wanted to fight strong opponents and keep getting


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    better until she reached her limits which, by the looks of it, was still very far off.


    Roxanne entered the boxing ring as well, picking up her headgear and gloves as she put them on.


    “Hope you’re not too tired old man” She said with a teasing look.


    “Old man? I’ll show you!” Coach Donald said with his youthful smile.


    One thing that got Donald fired up more than anything else, was when he was called ‘old’.


    One of the other members of the Boxing club volunteered to be the referee of the match. As they


    both steadied themselves at their position, the both of them smiled.


    “First Round. Begin!” The referee dered.


    Immediately, Roxanne left her position andunched her fist with a straight right hook aimed at


    Donald’s nose. Donald quickly tilted his head, while taking a step back, dodging the first attack as the


    wind brushed across his face.


    Roxanne dashed back and started bouncing, raising her fists to guard both sides, while her eyes


    remained transfixed on her target.


    As an unspoken rule, neither of them talked when they were in a match. They both preferred the


    silence that enveloped them, making only their breathing and the taps of their feet heard.


    Donald used his eyes to scan through Roxanne’s stance, a perfect gait, and posture, one with zero


    openings as usual. He had thought due to her excitement, she would slip up but it seemed he was


    wrong.


    The straight punch startled him a little, but such a basic move was not enough tond a hit on him,


    especially when it wasn’t in session or followed by another move. He had to admit though, her


    speed was impressive, and that power… It was dangerous as well.


    As he was still analysing her, Roxanne took the initiative once again and rushed to his right nk,


    giving him a right hook. Fortunately, he was able to block her hit, though he took another step back due


    to the shock. In quick session, she gave another hook and then a left thrust to break his guard.


    However, Donald was sturdier than that, as he maintained his position after the initial hit she gave,


    holding his ground.


    As Roxanne withdrew her left fist after throwing it in a thrust, Donald quickly took a step forward


    and threw his first jab at Roxanne’s face. Too focused on offence, she didn’t see iting until it was


    right in front of her.


    Her quick reflexes kicked in just in time, using her right hand to block the hit, though barely.


    “Oh? Not bad” The thought to himself.


    Not only her raw power and stamina were extraordinary, her speed was also something else


    entirely. Her reflexes and reaction speed far exceeded any other Regr in his gym, which made it all


    the more difficult for him tond a proper hit on her, even though he was clearly more experienced than


    she was.


    “Let’s just keep this up. Her only openings are when she attacks. When she throws a wide thrust,


    I’ll make aeback” Donald reasoned.


    He gritted his teeth and clenched his fist. Raising his guard up to remain on the defensive until his


    opportune time, his eyes solely focused on Roxanne as he patiently searched for openings.