The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 18 - Martial Talent

18: Chapter 18 Martial Talent

18 -18 Martial Talent

Pang San and the other five stayed behind to keep the two company, with Long Fei telling them to go eat first.

They didn’t listen and stood with chests out like soldiers.

Being able to share hardships with their brothers was for them a great honor.

Half an hour later, the cafeteria slowly emptied out as the crowds dispersed.

Seeing the time, Long Fei and Chu Feng led their brothers into the cafeteria.

This time, the cafeteria chefs provided even better service.

Knowing they were coming, the chefs had large basins of food prepared on the tables in advance.

Eight people, one basin of hot dishes, one basin of cold dishes, and another basin of rice.

Today they made black rice porridge, and half a bucket was left over, which the chefs brought over to them as well.

Long Fei, Chu Feng, and their group all had a good laugh and shouted thanks to the chefs.

The chefs asked, “When do you guys finish training?”

“Five more days!”

Long Fei gestured with his hands.

The chefs teased and laughed, “Well then, the pigs in our backyard will starve for five more days!”

Long Fei and Chu Feng shrugged their shoulders, their mouths opening even wider.

It’s not a sin to be able to eat when there’s no limit to the amount of food here!

Long Fei was now worried about how he would feed himself after returning.

The money he earned each month probably wouldn’t be enough for his food.

After eating, the group went back to the dormitory and rested for an hour.

The morning outdoor training was just an appetizer.

In the afternoon, there was still a 400-meter obstacle course and combat training to look forward to.

Chu Feng lay on the bed and looked in the mirror for a while, then asked Long Fei, “Long, besides being a security guard, do you plan to do anything else in this life?”

Long Fei shook his head, his eyes blankly staring at the bed board.

Being a security guard was just his stepping stone in this city, as well as his first job in life.

He hadn’t thought about doing anything else.

Chu Feng said, “With your physical constitution, it’s really a waste to be just a security guard!”

Long Fei turned his head and stared at him, “Isn’t it a waste for you to be a security guard too, with your foundation in Internal Kung Fu?”

Chu Feng turned his head to look at him, smiled and said, “Don’t nitpick, man.

How much do you know?

There is no such thing as Internal Kung Fu!”

Long Fei asked him, “Then tell me, why did you become a security guard?”

Chu Feng replied, “Of course for the beauties at Lin’s Group!

Don’t you believe it?”

Long Fei smiled briefly; he was no fool, of course he didn’t believe it.

There were plenty of beauties around, no need to be in any particular place to meet them.

And besides, to meet them, one didn’t need to be a security guard.

Chu Feng looked at him, wanting to say something, but finally swallowed his words and just managed to spit out, “Get some sleep, we’ve still got training in the afternoon!”

He closed his eyes, and Long Fei did the same.

In life, who doesn’t have a few secrets?

However, the more time he spent with Chu Feng, the more secrets he seemed to have, becoming more and more enigmatic.

In the afternoon, the people in the dormitory were sleeping soundly.

Suddenly there was a whoosh in the hallway, and the Great Devil yelled from outside, “Wake up, assemble immediately!”

The mechanical majors all rolled over and sat up; their bones almost came apart from the past two days of intense training.

Once they lay down, every muscle in their bodies ached.

After getting up, Pang San and three brothers from the second floor rolled around the bed for quite some time before they could get down.

Seeing this, the two of them just picked them up and carried them down.

Pang San, weighing at least 180 pounds, was carried by Long Fei as if he were a little girl.

He was secretly amazed, seeing how easily Long Fei did it, and wondered if he was a retired weightlifter.

The group stood assembled outside and followed the Great Devil to the training field together.

The team’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit were nowhere near what they were the day before; after two days of tough training, it was already quite an achievement to be able to walk.

Everyone lined up on the lawn, and the Great Devil looked at them and sneered, “What’s the matter?

Can’t handle it?”

Nobody in the crowd said a word.

The Great Devil continued to bellow, “Can you all still hold on?”

“Yes!”

The crowd tore at their throats and howled.

The Great Devil barked fiercely, “If you can, then brace yourselves!

This is just the beginning.

Look at yourselves, each of you resembling defeated soldiers in retreat!”

Everyone smiled and straightened up a bit.

The Great Devil stripped off his coat, revealing his explosive muscles, and addressing everyone said, “This afternoon I’ll let you have some rest, we need to balance work with leisure!

Within this bunch of trash, aren’t there a few who love to fight?

Today we’ll learn how to fight, how to quickly subdue your enemies!”

He pointed at a male student in the front of the queue, who was roughly his height and also bulky.

After the male student stepped out, he commanded, “Come, hit me with a punch!”

“What?”

The male student frowned.

The Great Devil shouted, “What do you mean ‘what’?

I’m telling you to punch me, and use all your strength, just like when you normally fight!”

The male student was excited inside, having long desired to give the Great Devil a beating.

He moved his shoulders, and it was clear from his standard fighting stance that he fought often.

He slid his left foot forward, took a quick step, twisted his waist, and launched a powerful right punch at the Great Devil.

The Great Devil stood his ground, not waiting for the male student’s punch to reach his head.

His body suddenly shifted to the side, his right foot stepped forward, and with his right hand raised, he rammed his shoulder forcefully into the male student’s chest.

The male student flew backward like a kite, landing heavily on the grass with a thud.

He groaned repeatedly, “I knew it wouldn’t be that simple!”

Everyone was struck silent by the Great Devil.

Outsiders watch the show, insiders watch the skill.

Most people didn’t understand how the male student fell, but Chu Feng whispered in Long Fei’s ear, “Eight Trigrams Palm!”

Long Fei frowned, giving him a glance.

He murmured softly, “Pay attention to his footsteps!”

The Great Devil pointed at the male student in front, this time calling two people to attack him together.

Two male students, one threw punches, the other kicked.

Amidst the attack, he moved like a spinning top.

Still, he managed to send one flying with a shoulder hit, and the other with his back.

The two couldn’t find a point to leverage against on his body.

Long Fei, heeding Chu Feng’s advice, specifically watched the Great Devil’s footsteps.

Indeed, he wasn’t just randomly moving; his steps were deliberate.

He turned in a circle, his footsteps seeming to trace a circle.

For some reason, he was able to quickly deconstruct this type of footwork in his mind and even come up with counter moves, as if hacking a code.

After the two fallen students returned to the ranks, the Great Devil, with his hands behind his back, shouted at the group, “Fighting is actually very simple, that is, to hit the opponent in the shortest time with the least cost.

While fighting, we must learn to adapt, never be rigid and conservative, and not be concerned with particular moves.

If facing a strength-type opponent, we must learn to outsmart them, using skill to overcome might.

What is skill?

Kicking the groin, poking the eyes, biting the ears, striking the weakest parts of the opponent’s body, that is skill.

If the opponent is skill-based, we must learn to overpower them, pushing them aside with force.

What is force?

The physical strength of the body, the willpower in the head, the confidence in the heart.

If all three are cultivated to a certain level, when unleashed, you will be like a fierce tiger in the forest, your mere presence capable of overpowering the enemy.

…

Throughout the afternoon, the Great Devil explained theory to everyone.

The crowd was silent and all ears, afraid of missing a single word.

This type of practical combat knowledge wasn’t fancy moves or the mystical martial arts boasted about on the internet.

Long Fei’s eyes widened, his mind profiting greatly.

With each word the Great Devil spoke, his mind seemed to conjure an image, causing all his muscles to tremble along.

He hadn’t realized before that he had a talent for martial arts.

Ever since he was stabbed in the chest, he had become like this.

Long Fei secretly wondered what exactly had happened with that stab, what had it done to make him like this?