Father, you've been drafted four times already, please spare us!

"Tsk tsk, Xiao Shunzi's straight kick failed to take down Chen Nian, this hand is in trouble!"

The company commander, still acting like a war correspondent, analyzed the situation on the field for Lao Ge beside him.

"Heh, taking a straight kick head-on, Chen Nian is showing us his strength!"

"Is there any point in watching the rest? Isn't this a complete stomp?"

Although Lao Ge was an instructor whose main responsibility was not training, his combat skills were still quite good.

He must be at least in the top three in the company, otherwise he wouldn't be able to keep these hot-blooded young men in check.

This is like Confucius traveling around the states. You don't really think he could persuade those feudal lords with just a few books, do you?

Confucius was over 1.8 meters tall, strong and powerful, and proficient in all six arts of a gentleman. In addition, he had three thousand disciples, almost all of whom were from Shandong. So, when Confucius stood there and spoke, who would agree and who would disagree?

Do you see anyone say the word "no"?

Truth lies only within the range of cannon fire, and dignity lies only on the edge of a sword.

This isn't nonsense; it's all based on past experiences and lessons learned!

Lao Ge is like Confucius.

"Look, why don't you look!"

"Chen Nian has already set up the stage, all for us to see. If we, the two audience members, leave, what's the point of his performance?"

The company commander chuckled and replied, crossing his arms over his chest, just like an old man sitting under the stage in his hometown.

"Chiyu, you're the company commander, you're right!"

The company commander glanced at Old Ge sideways, then looked at him with a smile and said:

"I can concentrate on watching the show, but you can't. You'll have to clean up Chen Nian's mess later!"

Old Ge instantly realized what the company commander meant and immediately felt a little annoyed.

"Old Zhang, I'm begging you, have some decency!"

Company Commander Zhang Zheng's smile widened.

Meanwhile, while Zhang Zheng and Lao Ge were watching the show with smiles, Chen Nian's hands were not idle. He strode forward and, taking advantage of Jin Shun's fatigue and unsteady footing, delivered a right roundhouse kick to Jin Shun's thigh.

Jin Shun cried out in pain and staggered a few steps.

This was Chen Nian's whip kick, which he had pulled back with restraint. If Chen Nian had used all his strength, he would probably be kneeling on the ground by now, begging Jin Shun not to die!

Jin Shun staggered backward, but Chen Nian did not pursue him. Instead, he maintained a relaxed posture, glanced at Zhang Zheng and Lao Ge who were watching the show from the outermost edge, and found that the two of them were also looking at him. Chen Nian gave the two of them a mysterious smile.

Zhang Zheng immediately sensed something was wrong:

"That kid's up to no good!"

Hearing this, Lao Ge felt inexplicably relieved.

I'm so upset, I can't be the only one suffering like this!

Chen Nian withdrew his gaze and shouted to Wang Shifeng:

"Old Wang, today Little Chen will teach you a lesson and show you how to actually play combat!"

Wang Shifeng's breath hitched. Hmm? There's an interactive segment with me?

However, Wang Shifeng dared not be stunned. He only knew that Chen Nian was powerful, but he did not know how deep Chen Nian's foundation was.

But ever since Chen Nian caught Jin Shun's straight kick, Wang Shifeng was completely convinced.

Now that Chen Nian is sharing his experience with him, Wang Shifeng is practically ready to pack his little schoolbag and sit on a small stool to listen attentively to the lesson.

"Teacher Chen, let's begin class!"

Wang Shifeng shouted out in a very appropriate manner.

Before Chen Nian could respond, Jin Shun on the other side exploded.

"Damn, they're using me as a teaching tool!"

With a roar, Jin Shunqiang held his breath in his chest, enduring the excruciating pain in his thigh, and charged straight at Chen Nian.

Chen Nian remained completely still, but explained at an extremely fast pace:

"Old Wang, in real combat, no matter how disadvantaged you are, you must not lose your composure, otherwise your moves will be full of flaws!"

"Look, this is an example!"

Chen Nian stepped to the left, dodging Jin Shun's straight punch.

Since Jin Shun dared to propose a fight, he must have some skill. His straight punch was just a feint; his real killing move was hidden in his left elbow.

"The right straight punch is a feint; the real killing move is in the left elbow. The idea is good, but the movement is too slow, and although it seems to be concealing the killing move, anyone with a little experience can see that the right punch is too weak!"

"So, this must be a feint. Observing the legs further, they appear unsteady, proving that the killing move is not in the legs. That leaves only the elbows besides the head!"

"To be honest, his skill level is average. He probably wouldn't think of a head attack, so his only killing move is his right elbow!"

Jin Shun moved quickly, but Chen Nian spoke just as fast. At first, he didn't counter the moves, but simply dodged them. He did this so that Wang Shifeng could see clearly.

"His feints are worn out, his killing move is revealed, he's run out of tricks. All you need to do is raise your right leg and strike hard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Nian's right leg whipped up a gust of wind and struck Jin Shun's right leg again.

"With an unstable lower body and an injured right leg, your attack can't be fancy; you must strike directly at your opponent's weakness and finish them off in one blow!"

Chen Nian realized that Jin Shun was also his comrade, so he changed his tune at the last minute.

"Old Wang, there are no techniques in fighting. All techniques are nonsense. What truly matters is your eyesight and your absolute strength and speed!"

"Eyes are used to observe the opponent's attack path, speed is used to dodge the opponent's attacks, and power—a single strike to win!"

As Jin Shun listened to Chen Nian's effortless explanation to Wang Shifeng, his Dao heart shattered completely, and his eyes reddened.

"Chen Nian, I'll fucking kill you!"

A sinister smile crept across Chen Nian's lips:

"With an opponent like this who's gone berserk, you just need to avoid direct confrontation and let him destroy himself!"

Chen Nian kept dodging Jin Shun's attacks. As everyone knows, the offensive side consumes far more stamina than the defensive side.

After only seven or eight rounds, the breath that Jin Shunqiang had been holding in his chest began to dissipate.

"Look, in less than a minute, he's panting like a bull!"

"Now is your time to attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Nian took two steps straight for Jin Shun's face, much to Jin Shun's astonishment.

"call!"

Jin Shun's pupils dilated and contracted, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down his forehead.

"Gulp!"

Jin Shun swallowed hard, her voice trembling slightly.

"Me, phew... me..."

"hehe!"

Chen Nian's fist stopped at the tip of Jin Shun's nose.

"You can't do it, next one!"

Hearing Chen Nian's mocking and disdainful words, Jin Shun couldn't muster any desire to resist. The difference in strength was just too great!

If it was just a little short, then Kim Soon would absolutely refuse to accept it, would absolutely fight back, and would absolutely want a second battle.

But what if it's a difference of a billion?

How do I play?

Chen Nian turned to look at the squad leaders who were with Jin Shun and Xie Fei:

"Class monitors, let's all go together!"