A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

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The instructor nodded in satisfaction and then said, "The movements of military boxing are not difficult; the difficulty lies in performing them correctly and accurately."

"I'll perform the whole routine now. We'll break down the movements in a bit. We'll practice military boxing for the next couple of days. Once everyone has passed, we'll move on to the next item."

Su Chen looked at the instructor's stance in front of him, which was similar to the military boxing memories he had obtained from the system.

However, there are some differences in the details.

For example, some underhanded tricks that target the lower body.

The instructor didn't teach him much of the military boxing routine, but he absorbed a lot of it and remembered it.

"It seems that the military boxing set we are being taught is a castrated version."

Less than 10 minutes.

After completing a set of military boxing movements, the instructor finished with the closing posture.

The next step is to break down each action.

Then a detailed explanation will be given.

It took half a day just to get Su Chen and his team to complete a full set of moves.

Around 4:30 pm.

They finally managed to link the movements together.

"Very good. Go back and practice this set of military boxing diligently. It will have a very good effect on both physical fitness and combat training."

The blond-haired man scoffed, "Is that all? I bet after a set of military boxing, he'd already been stabbed several times and wouldn't be alive."

"Hahaha!~"

It's break time now, so they're not afraid of disturbing the instructors by talking.

After spending a few days together.

They also found that as long as they didn't make things difficult for the instructors during training, they would be fine.

It's okay to make a joke during your free time.

The instructor chuckled: "I knew you kids wouldn't accept that, that military boxing is useless."

The instructor stood up, dusted himself off, and pulled a knife from behind his back.

"Huh?~"

This action startled everyone, causing them to shrink back.

"Instructor, we were just complaining about how the group was used; it doesn't warrant resorting to knives and guns, does it?"

The others nodded.

"Don't worry, it's not sharpened. Even if you cut yourself with a training dagger, you won't get hurt." The instructor pointed the dagger at himself: "Anyone who thinks military boxing is useless and tries to attack me with a dagger will be shown how to use it in actual combat."

The classmates looked at each other.

Even if they were given a dagger, no one would dare to approach.

At this moment, they couldn't help but turn their gaze to the blond-haired man.

After all, he was the one who was just complaining.

"I'll go, but I have one condition."

"You said."

"I want to change my opponent to Su Chen; I want to fight him."

434: Military boxing sparring, blond-haired guy wants to report it!

"No."

The instructor refused without Su Chen even needing to answer.

joke.

Putting aside the fact that Su Chen had already been instructed by his superiors not to force him,...

Not to mention that they're using knives now.

Even though he knew the knife wouldn't be replaced with a new skin if it wasn't sharpened, he didn't want to write a report for the company commander.

"Instructor, isn't your favoritism a bit too obvious?" the blond-haired guy said, pouting.

"That's right, instructor. It doesn't matter who you fight, so why can't Su Chen do it?"

The blond-haired guy's henchmen were also shouting from behind.

"It doesn't matter who you fight, so come on up here."

The instructor frowned and shouted at the people behind him, but they didn't come up.

In the past, we would grab them one by one and bring them up.

I saw the blond guy across from me.

"Come on, it's all the same whether you fight or not, so let's fight."

The instructor shouted sternly: "Hit!"

The three people who were shouting below suddenly collapsed to the ground in despair.

It's fine for them to sit below and shout, but if you actually make them fight, you might as well just kill them.

Not to mention, they didn't dare to make a move against the person on the other side.

The blond-haired man frowned.

"What are you all so arrogant about? Didn't you hear what I just said? I'm teaching you practical combat skills. I haven't even taught you how to fight yet."

The instructor kicked each of the three cowards: "Go run laps on the track now, and don't come back without my orders."

"We might be wrong."

"three."

"We really don't dare to do it again."

"two."

The three men wanted to say something more, but seeing the increasingly imposing aura emanating from the instructor, they hesitated.

He didn't dare say anything more, he could only glance back at the blond-haired guy and start running laps.

Su Chen didn't move from beginning to end, watching everything unfold with a smile.

Did the blond guy just tell him to go?

Only a fool would be provoked like that.

Now someone is going up to demonstrate, and the instructors are starting their own performance.

The offensive methods of a dagger are nothing more than stabbing, thrusting, picking, and cutting.

But for their students...

The attack of a dagger is nothing more than stabbing.

"Military boxing is actually quite similar to traditional martial arts. Without an opponent, it looks like a set of calisthenics. But with an opponent, you have to choose your attack moves based on the situation."

The blond-haired man stabbed wildly with a dagger, but his lower body was almost completely exposed.

The instructor took a step forward, one hand already placed in the most dangerous spot.

Just push forward a little more.

The happy life that Huang Mao was about to lead was about to end.

The boy watching from below involuntarily tightened his legs.

His expression was also one of great pain.

It was as if they felt the same way.

this moment.

The man with the yellow hair sensed danger and broke out in a cold sweat.

He started to stutter when he spoke.

"Instructor... Instructor... We have no past grievances or recent feuds, please don't kill me. My family is counting on me to carry on the family line."

It's no wonder he was scared; he knew all too well how much trouble he had caused the instructors during military training.

If we make him suffer a loss under the guise of a performance...

This is truly a case of someone swallowing a bitter pill in silence.

So he had no choice but to beg for mercy.

The instructor grinned, but to the blond-haired man, the smile looked like the devil's.

"This move is called 'Pu Bu Liao Crotch.' If you encounter someone who doesn't care about their lower body, using this move will definitely terrify them."