vncnus Chapter 6: Come on, Xiao Gong. Let your third uncle see what you've actually learned in the arm
Chapter 6: Come on, Xiao Gong. Let your third uncle see what you've actually learned in the arm
It was 2:30 p.m., and the sun was blazing.
The Iron Fist Training Ground was sweltering.
The entire 4th Sharpshooter Company assembled and lined up in neat rows.
Despite the hot weather, the soldiers were all in high spirits, and one could even say they were extremely excited.
Because everyone knows there's going to be a good show this afternoon!
At the front of the group, Gong Jian, dressed in a training uniform with a military belt around his waist, looked incredibly dashing.
But his face was still as black as the bottom of a pot.
His eyes swept across the ranks, finally settling on the mess hall squad.
Li Erniu, the one who made him lose face and call him Third Uncle.
He was standing there right now, and although his posture was perfect, his expression looked absolutely smug.
"This afternoon's activity is combat sports!"
"As soldiers of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company, you not only need accurate marksmanship, but also powerful fists! On the battlefield, when you run out of bullets, your bodies are your last weapon!"
"Now, I need to find a soldier to step forward and demonstrate real combat skills with me, so everyone can see what true killing techniques are!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire company fell silent.
As if they had planned it all along, everyone's eyes turned to Li Erniu.
Is there even a need to guess?
This is all because of Erniu!
Gong Jian's lips curled into a cold smile, his gaze sharp as a knife, fixed on Li Erniu:
"The cooks! Li Erniu!"
"arrive!"
Li Erniu answered loudly, his voice clear and fearless.
"Step forward!"
"yes!"
Li Erniu marched in step to the open space in front of the column, stopped in front of Gong Jian, and saluted.
Gong Jian looked at Li Erniu, who was standing close by, and lowered his voice.
He spoke in a volume that only two people could hear:
"Third Uncle, good afternoon. Your admonition this morning was right. I've been eager to learn from you all this time. Now that the opportunity has come, please give me your guidance. Don't be shy."
Li Erniu also lowered his voice and replied with a smile:
"Of course, of course. Little Gong, since you have such filial piety, your third uncle will certainly grant your wish. But fists and feet have no eyes, so don't cry if it hurts later."
"Crying?"
Gong Jian laughed in anger, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes:
"Fine, let's see who cries first!"
He abruptly took a step back, assumed a fighting stance, and shouted loudly to the entire company:
"Although Comrade Li Erniu is a cook, his physical fitness is evident to all! Today, he will be my sparring partner! Everyone, watch carefully how the techniques are applied in actual combat!"
"Li Erniu, are you ready?"
Li Erniu slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his two thick arms.
Then he beckoned to Gong Jian with his finger, his posture was extremely arrogant:
"Come on, Xiao Gong. Let your third uncle see what you've actually learned in the army these past few years."
"boom--!"
The entire company erupted in uproar once again.
This is a provocation!
That stance!
Erniu really doesn't want to live anymore!
"court death!"
Gong Jian could no longer hold back and let out a low roar.
He pushed off with his feet and charged forward like a cheetah.
A powerful straight punch was aimed straight at Li Erniu's face!
This punch, accompanied by the sound of wind and fueled by anger, was clearly delivered without any restraint!
Everyone held their breath, unable to bear the sight of Li Erniu's face turning into a bloody mess.
however.
Just as the fist was about to strike Li Erniu's nose.
Li Erniu made a move.
Chapter Four: Instructor, did you learn your "grappling technique" from the goose at the village entrance?
Gong Jian's punch was fast, accurate, and ruthless.
This is the hard skill he honed during his training at the Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade, and it is also the source of his confidence as the instructor of the 4th Sharpshooter Company.
In his view, it was impossible for a cook like Li Erniu, who only knew how to flip a wok, to avoid trouble.
The best outcome would be to cover one's head with both hands and endure the blow, only to be knocked to the ground by his subsequent series of kicks.
He had already written the script: first, beat Li Erniu down, then, on the grounds of "improper movements," pull him up and throw him a few more times until the kid begs for mercy!
However, reality is often more surreal than fiction.
Faced with this thunderous punch.
Li Erniu neither covered his head nor retreated.
His feet seemed to be rooted to the ground.
His upper body was only slightly turned to one side, a very small movement, but just enough to allow Gong Jian's fist to glide past the tip of his nose.
"Um?"
Gong Jian's punch missed its mark, and he was slightly startled.
luck?
Before he could change his move, Li Erniu's voice rang in his ears.
The tone was full of an elder's "concern" for a younger person:
"Hey, Xiao Gong, why is your punch so straight and predictable? No variation at all! If you run into a bad guy, your arm might get broken!"
As he spoke, Li Erniu's rough, large hand, seemingly slow but actually lightning fast, landed on Gong Jian's wrist.
[God-level fighting technique - the Eighteen Falling Techniques of Sticking Clothes: Stealing the Sheep!]
Following Gong Jian's momentum, Li Erniu gently pulled and then tripped him.
"Get out of here!"
Gong Jian felt an irresistible, strange force coming towards him.
He lost his balance instantly and fell forward uncontrollably.
"not good!"
Gong Jian was shocked, but as a former special forces soldier, he reacted extremely quickly.
Just as he was about to fall flat on his face, he braced himself with one hand, did a forward roll to dissipate the force, and stood up in a disheveled state.
Although he didn't fall, the fall left him covered in dust and his hat almost fell off.
"Whoosh—!"
The entire company of soldiers stared wide-eyed, their jaws dropping to the floor.
The instructor... got thrown out by Erniu?
And judging from the looks of it, Erniu didn't seem to be using much force.
"Coincidence! It's absolutely a coincidence!"
Wang Yanbing rubbed his eyes and said in disbelief:
"Erniu usually walks with a limp, how could he have such skills?"
He Chenguang, however, frowned and his eyes sharpened:
"No... Look at Erniu's stance, that's a master-level stance! Relaxed yet slack, still as a virgin... This kid is hiding his true strength!"
On the field, Gong Jian regained his footing, but his expression became even more unpleasant.
He felt humiliated.
He was tricked by someone he considered "useless"!
"You've got some strength. Looks like all that time you've been doing with that big ladle!"
Gong Jian snorted coldly; this time, he was no longer underestimating his opponent.
He assumed a standard fighting stance, his eyes becoming as sharp as a hawk's.
"I was careless just now. Now, let's see how you dodge!"
Before he could finish speaking, Gong Jian launched another attack.
This time, he used his real skills.
He feinted with a punch, followed immediately by a vicious low sweeping kick aimed straight at Li Erniu's knee!
Then came a series of punches: a step forward, a knee strike, an over-the-shoulder throw...
His series of movements were fluid and deadly, dazzling the surrounding soldiers who cheered loudly.
"Great job, Instructor!"
"That combo was so cool! Erniu's done for!"
However, Li Erniu, who was at the center of the storm, acted as if he were strolling in his own backyard.
He dodged left and right, his steps as light and agile as a butterfly flitting among flowers.
Gong Jian's punches and kicks always seemed to miss him by just a hair's breadth, but he just couldn't land a hit!
Not only that, Li Erniu's mouth didn't stop either; while dodging, he kept commenting:
"Ouch, I'm lifting my leg too low, I don't have the strength!"
"Why is your fist so limp? Didn't you eat enough for breakfast?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, that grappling technique... Little Gong, did you learn that from that big goose at the village entrance? All you can do is flap your wings!"
Gong Jian is going crazy!
Every punch he threw landed on empty air, and the unbearable feeling of having nowhere to channel his power made him feel like he was going to vomit blood.
What's even more infuriating is Li Erniu's trash talk, which is like a demonic voice piercing his ears, constantly stimulating his nerves, making him more and more impatient, and his moves begin to become chaotic.
"Shut up! If you've got the guts, don't hide!"
Gong Jian roared and threw a punch, leaving his opponent wide open.
"Alright! Since you want to see Third Uncle's true skills, then I won't hold back!"
Li Erniu's eyes narrowed, and he stopped dodging.
Faced with Gong Jian's swinging punch, he suddenly lunged forward and crashed directly into Gong Jian's arms!
[God-level fighting technique - close-quarters combat!]
"Bang!"
Li Erniu's shoulder slammed into Gong Jian's chest.
He controlled the force of the impact, so it wouldn't break any ribs, but it would definitely cause someone to have a stitch in their side and feel so much pain that they would question their existence.