Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 38 One More Round

"Do you know how to heal?"

Jian Congsheng, who was standing next to him, exclaimed in surprise.

"I know a thing or two!"

Zhao Rui was telling the truth. He didn't have much talent for medicine, but since he had found a teacher who knew the art of medicine, he had to learn a thing or two.

Over the years, I've also learned some basic skills in using internal energy to heal injuries, treat illnesses, and provide emergency rescue.

"Excuse me, classmate!"

The counselor, Liu Jie, had just graduated from university. She had a delicate appearance and a slender figure, the kind of image of a girl from a small, refined family in the South.

I was a little flustered when I suddenly encountered a student fainting.

Upon hearing that a classmate knew medicine, he immediately felt like he had grasped a lifeline.

"Okay, I'll do my best! Please contact the team doctor first."

"I'll contact them right away!"

Liu Jie quickly took out her phone and made a call.

Seeing that she had contacted the school doctor, Zhao Rui squatted down, gently lifted the girl's fair wrist, and placed his fingers lightly on her pulse. His brows furrowed slightly, and in no time, he reached out and lifted the girl's back, quickly tapping her body with his fingers.

Then he slapped her on the back of her back.

This scene startled the counselor who was on the phone. Just as she was about to ask a worried question, the instructor stopped her and silently said, "Martial arts student!"

The counselor was taken aback, and then stopped moving.

Just after Zhao Rui struck down with his palm, within a few breaths, the girl's eyelashes fluttered twice, and then she opened her eyes dazedly.

"She's awake! She's awake!"

The students watching nearby immediately gasped in surprise.

"Thank you, classmate!"

The counselor breathed a sigh of relief. This not only saved the girl's life, but also put her mind at ease.

Even as a newly appointed counselor, she would still be punished if students caused problems.

"Teacher, you're too kind. She's a bit weak and might not be able to handle such a long journey. She needs to rest."

Zhao Rui said with a smile.

"Um, thank you. Which class are you in in martial arts?"

The counselor brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear and asked.

"Um, I'm in your class!"

Zhao Rui scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

"what!"

The counselor's small, cherry-like lips parted slightly, her delicate eyes widening in surprise. She thought Zhao Rui was a martial arts student passing by.

"You are not Wu..."

Before the words were finished, a voice came from the side: "The school doctor is here!"

Everyone quickly made way, and they saw two doctors from the team jogging over, hurriedly squatting down to perform a basic examination on the girl.

After a thorough examination, the situation was similar to what Zhao Rui had described: he was physically weak.

After the examination, the school doctor prescribed two bottles of nutritional fluids, gave a few instructions, and left.

Once the school doctor left, the counselor and instructors breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you all doing? Keep running!"

The instructor kicked the boys in the backside twice to reorganize the line.

Just as Zhao Rui was about to run into the group, his counselor Liu Jie stopped him and said, "Stay here for a moment, we need your help here."

Zhao Rui stopped and walked over after hearing the question.

Liu Jie said, "The instructor said you're a martial arts student, um..."

After saying that, she glanced somewhat embarrassedly at the unconscious girl beside her, whose steps were unsteady.

Zhao Rui instantly understood and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll carry her!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Jie exclaimed with delight, "Thank you for your hard work! I don't want anyone in the team to fall behind!"

"Small thing!"

Zhao Rui smiled, then walked up to the girl and squatted down slightly.

The girl blushed and hesitated for a moment before leaning against Zhao Rui's back, her hands gently wrapping around his shoulders.

"I'm not taking advantage of you!"

Zhao Rui did not rush to get up, but spoke frankly.

The counselor, who was listening to his words, couldn't help but chuckle and said, "I'll be your witness."

"That!"

Zhao Rui reached out and grasped the girl's plump thigh, easily stood up, took a few quick steps, and hurried back to the group.

"Um……"

The girl felt a pair of warm hands pressing firmly against her legs through her thin military training uniform, and her pretty face flushed even more.

Seeing Zhao Rui carry the girl on his back as if she were nothing, Liu Jie felt relieved and quickly followed him, and the group continued towards their destination.

"What level of martial artist are you?"

As they walked side by side, Liu Jie couldn't help but ask about Zhao Rui's situation out of curiosity.

"Level 5!"

"Huh? Why don't you apply to a martial arts academy?"

"The grades aren't good enough!"

"Oh, that's a pity. I just took over and I'm not very familiar with any of you. Which dorm are you from?"

Liu Jie didn't ask further about this topic, as it involved personal privacy, but instead casually asked a few trivial questions.

However, she didn't get to ask many questions about trivial matters because she was too tired. After running for a short while, she was panting and couldn't even open her mouth.

However, as a counselor, I must set an example and persevere. I can't let the students fail before I do.

"Um, teacher, I actually have a way to make it easier for you to run!"

Seeing her running while clutching her stomach and breathing erratically, Zhao Rui couldn't help but speak up.

"What method?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Jie immediately perked up, and even the girl on Zhao Rui's back pricked up her ears, eager to know the answer.

"That's right, I'll hold your hand, teacher, and run with you!"

"..."

Liu Jie was taken aback, then gave Zhao Rui a reproachful look and said, "What kind of method is this! You even dare to joke about the teacher."

Zhao Rui couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's a proper method. If you don't believe me, ask the instructor."

Liu Jie glanced at the long queue and decisively rejected Zhao Rui's suggestion. Even if the method worked, she wouldn't use it; what would it look like if a teacher and student held hands?

"Ouch, instructor, I've twisted my ankle!"

Not long after they started running, another problem arose in the group. A girl fell to the ground, clutching her ankle in pain.

Despite her fatigue, Liu Jie hurried over, glanced at him briefly, and then turned her gaze to Zhao Rui beside her.

"The capable are often burdened with more work; you can cure this, right?"

Zhao Rui put the girl down from his back, walked over, squatted down, and checked the girl's ankle. He couldn't see any redness or swelling; it was just a slight twist.

He then said to the girl, "Relax!"

Then, grabbing the other person's foot, with a subtle twist, and kneading their ankle with her fingers, she said, "Okay, you can walk now, but go slowly!"

Upon hearing this, the girl on the ground quickly rotated her ankle, and sure enough, the pain subsided.

He said, feeling both happy and helpless, "I don't know whether to thank you or not, I have to go for a run again!"

Hearing his words, Zhao Rui couldn't help but smile and said, "I can make it twist even more! Want to give it a try?"

No way! Hehe, thank you!

Upon hearing this, the girl quickly stood up with a smile and, with the help of her roommate, walked briskly forward.

Seeing the girl return fully recovered, the surrounding classmates were all surprised. When they heard that Zhao Rui had cured her sprained ankle with just a pull and a rub, they were full of praise.

On the other side, seeing the girl with the sprained ankle return to the group, Zhao Rui picked her up again and started jogging.

Liu Jie smiled as she watched Zhao Rui's dashing figure disappear into the distance. She hadn't expected to have such an interesting student in her class.

A level five martial artist!

These students rarely choose ordinary majors; they either apply to martial arts academies at schools a level below, or pursue research majors related to martial arts.

There are very few like him. I wonder what his plans are; has he given up on the path of martial arts?

Well, no matter what, after military training is over, we should make him the squad leader and give him more responsibilities!

Zhao Rui was unaware that he had been nominated by the counselor as a potential class monitor.

At this moment, he was enjoying the girl's delicate caresses, oh, wiping away sweat.

In fact, he barely broke a sweat. If it weren't for the need to train his physique and circulate his internal energy, he wouldn't even break a sweat.

But the female classmate behind him felt she had to do something, so she kindly used the handkerchief on her wrist to wipe Zhao Rui's forehead.

"Shh!"

This scene was witnessed by the students running behind, who immediately started to cheer.

They didn't know Zhao Rui was a martial artist; they only knew he was a doctor and had cured two of their classmates.

Seeing this, they all shouted, "Girls, rent out your backs! Anyone want to rent one? Wipe your sweat every ten minutes! Low-price promotion!"

"Pshaw, even if I asked you to carry me, could you run with me on your back?"

"Absolutely, am I petite?"

The playful girls immediately stopped the most arrogant boy and made him carry them on his back.

In front of everyone, the boy had no choice but to carry the girl who had spoken to him on his back with a bitter face.

The girl wasn't heavy, but it was still impossible to carry her while running!

The boy gritted his teeth and ran only a few dozen meters before he was so tired that he could barely stand and almost knocked the girl down.

"What are you two making a fuss about? Go to the side of the road and do ten push-ups before you come back!"

The instructor, who had just gone elsewhere, happened to return and, upon seeing this scene, immediately shouted to stop the two from their farce.

Although the matter was over, the way the classmates looked at Zhao Rui changed.

Because Zhao Rui carried the girl so easily.

"A martial arts student who failed the entrance exam!"

This thought involuntarily popped into everyone's mind.

On the way back, two more girls ran into trouble: one had a leg cramp and the other had low blood sugar.

Zhao Rui relieved their symptoms using his internal energy techniques.

This caused all the girls to stare at Zhao Rui with longing.

The five-kilometer run was not the end of this military training hike; the distance from the school to the mountain camp was a full fifteen kilometers.

This five-kilometer run is just an appetizer; the remaining ten kilometers will require walking.

The long queue stretched out like a winding dragon.

With so many people, quite a few students inevitably fell behind, and they were all taken care of by the marching school doctors and logistics personnel who followed behind.

Unless you have special circumstances, you have to crawl there.

Time passed, the distance shortened, and the blazing sun gradually began to set, no longer as domineering as before.

"Everyone to your positions, rest where you are!"

With the instructor's whistle, the five-kilometer obstacle course finally came to an end.

The students collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, completely losing their composure.

Many of the girls' military training uniforms were already soaked through, revealing their colorful undergarments underneath. Sweat dripped from their foreheads and hair, making them look quite disheveled.

"Zhao Rui, thank you!"

Since there's no need to run anymore, the girl on his back naturally won't need Zhao Rui to carry her all the time.

The girl lowered her head slightly, looking a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, we're all classmates!"

Zhao Rui smiled generously, then told the instructors and counselors, and jogged back to his position.

As soon as I got to my seat, a boy next to me leaned over enviously and whispered, "How's it going?"

"How does it feel?"

Zhao Rui was taken aback.

Is it soft?

"..."

After resting for less than ten minutes, the team continued their journey. The remaining distance did not require running and was relatively easier.

But having already run so far, the students were exhausted and utterly worn out.

The team moved slowly toward the base, like a worm.

Around 4 p.m., Zhao Rui and his group finally arrived at the open-air military camp built on the mountain.

"On your marks! At ease! Attention!"

As the instructors gave the order, all the students began to reorganize into a grid formation according to their companies.

"Next, we will line up and go to the shooting range. Each person will have two bullets. No one is allowed to move. Follow instructions!"

The instructor gave a serious order: live-fire target practice was no joke.

The team waited in place for about an hour before it was finally Zhao Rui's company's turn.

"Great, I can finally touch a gun!"

Everyone was thrilled; this was a real gun, not a toy gun they usually played with.

One by one, they excitedly lined up, picked up their rifles, and, under the instructors' guidance, began to practice shooting.

As the banging sounds continued, the firing range was instantly filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere.

"Missing the target! Missing the target! One ring..."

"You've really embarrassed me."

The instructor, looking at everyone's scores, angrily picked up his rifle and fired two shots, instantly revealing two nine-rings in front of everyone.

"The instructor is amazing! And handsome too! Love you, Instructor!"

Having more girls might be a disadvantage in competitions, but it definitely creates a great atmosphere for team building.

Soon, the opportunity to practice shooting came to Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui picked up the rifle laid out in front of him, feeling the coldness of the weapon, and an urge to fire a burst of bullets welled up within him.

Damn it, I don't have violent tendencies, do I?!
Zhao Rui felt a slight tremor in his heart. Perhaps it was because he had watched too many movies like this in his past life, and found them too enjoyable!

In this life, gun control is lax; I need to find an opportunity to experience it for myself.

What is meant by suppressive fire?
Composing himself, Zhao Rui followed the instructor's instructions, aimed at the bullseye, and gently pulled the trigger. A powerful recoil immediately traveled up his shoulder.

Zhao Rui slightly adjusted the force of his arm, thus neutralizing the impact and keeping the spearhead pointing steadily forward.

With a loud crack, the bullet pierced the barrel and shot straight toward the target ring a hundred meters away!
"Nine rings!"

As the rings appeared, the surrounding classmates cheered, especially the female classmates who had been helped by Zhao Rui, who were all extremely happy.

"One more shot!"

The female students started chattering and found their spots, waiting to witness Zhao Rui fire the gun.

Unable to refuse such hospitality, and with one bullet left anyway, Zhao Rui picked up his gun and, following the instructor's instructions, fired another bullet with a bang.

"Ten rings!"

The results were even better this time.

The girls were excited, while the boys were silent!
There is no harm without comparison.

The instructor was a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat, walked over, took the gun from Zhao Rui's hand, and said, "To achieve such a good result on your first try, not bad!"

After saying that, he picked up his gun, aimed at the bullseye, and fired several shots.

"Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings!"

"The instructor is amazing! The instructor is incredible!"

This time, both boys and girls cheered.

The spotlight instantly shifted back to the instructor, after all, he was just a man not even twenty years old.

Zhao Rui touched his nose and quietly took two steps back.

"Well done!"

Liu Jie walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

"It was a guess, a complete guess."

Zhao Rui smiled. It was indeed a fluke. At most, he had mastered the three-point line in his previous life, and in this life, he had internal strength as a foundation, so it was easy for him to master it!

(End of this chapter)