Firepower is king

John put on thick protective gear, including neck and leg guards, completely wrapping himself into a big rice dumpling.

Standing in front of the highlight, John clapped his hands vigorously, and then he shouted loudly: "Come!"

Gao Guang has been practicing the new routine for three months. This is his first time sparring with someone and using his tricks on someone.

There was unavoidable anxiety in his heart, but Gao Guang still slowly approached to a distance where he could launch an attack. Then he looked into John's eyes and punched John in the eyes with his left hand.

John suddenly tilted his head back and dodged Gao Guang's first punch. Then he suddenly raised his arms and blocked Gao Guang's second choke punch. Then he raised his right leg and hooked it back slightly. Gao Guang's kick missed.

Gao Guang practiced these three moves every day, and John was familiar with them, so it was very simple for him to avoid these three moves, and he avoided them easily.

But Gao Guang's kick was a feint, or in other words, he didn't exert any force at all, but a feint. When John's leg ducked back, he quickly retracted his right foot, and then really exerted his force suddenly. Kicked out violently.

John was supporting his body with one leg, and before the other leg even landed on the ground, Gao Guang's second kick came, and then there was a snap, and John's whole body was thrown away after his supporting leg was kicked, and he fell to the ground neatly.

"Farke! You fouled!"

John started shouting as he lay on the ground. Then he was ashamed and angry and shouted loudly to Gao Guang: "This is your fourth move, how can you kick him twice in a row!?"

John dodged the first three blows with great skill. Although it was his first time fighting against Gao Guang, he dodged easily. However, in order to avoid these three blows, he also mobilized his body to the limit, so that Gao Guang This fourth time, it was impossible to escape.

"Do you want to discuss with the enemy so that he can only hit you three times?"

Sure enough, without waiting for Gao Guang to refute, Fang Zhenwu immediately sprayed John.

"After practicing three moves, can you only use it once? Once you learn how to shoot, can you only pull the trigger once?"

Following the stern shouts, Fang Zhenwu said angrily: "Stand up, I'm asking you to fight. I'm not just waiting to be beaten. Can't you hide? Where are the footwork I taught you? Can't you move? Come again!"

John was being scolded, but Gao Guang was surprised and happy. He was surprised because he was so powerful, and he was happy because he was so powerful.

It's only been three months, and when I start fighting with someone again, I feel like I've been reborn, and it's so easy.

However, the power of habit is somewhat powerful. In the past three months, Gao Guang has been practicing how to hit these three moves faster, more accurately and stronger. Therefore, when sparring, he also habitually uses the left hand first, then the right hand, and finally the kick. He could throw two kicks in succession, but he couldn't kick first and then punch.

In the second drill, John didn't try to catch Gao Guang's three-axe attack at all. He shook his body directly, his steps were as nimble as a monkey, and he easily dodged Gao Guang's attack, making Gao Guang unable to reach him at all. .

John's training in the past three months was not in vain, but Gao Guang practiced quick routines, while John practiced serious Baguazhang footwork.

After one set of beatings, the highlight stopped, but John was jumping back and forth quickly with his legs, and said with an expression that was in need of a beating: "Come on, come on, come on!"

"stop!"

Gao Guang and John both stopped, and then Fang Zhenwu said to John with a confused look on his face: "What are you doing? You are very busy talking. What did you say?"

John said without hesitation: "I'm teasing him with trash talk. When he can't help but attack me again, I can fight back and kill him."

Fang Zhenwu said with a constipated look on his face: "You don't know the accuracy of his gun." "Do you keep distance from him because you think you died too slowly?" "

John was stunned for a moment and said: "But he doesn't have a gun. Isn't what we are rehearsing fighting? Why should we assume that he has a gun?"

Fang Zhenwu said without hesitation: "Then I will add one more thing now. He is carrying a pistol. How do you shoot him?"

This is sparring, fighting training. If there is a gun in the setting highlight, how can we still fight?

John was dumbfounded immediately, and Francisco couldn't help but said: "If you set it up like this, you can't fight. He just has a gun and just fire. Bang bang bang, we are all dead, so why fight?"

Fang Zhenwu said angrily: "Then let's assume that your protective equipment is all body armor, and then come again."

Gao Guang and John looked at each other, and then their roles were quickly reversed.

If Gao Guang had a gun, he would never take the initiative to shorten the distance, so as soon as Fang Zhenwu said start, he quickly retreated.

John raised his left arm, protected his eyes, and rushed towards the highlight.

This was a sparring exercise, and now it has become an exercise, but Gao Guang and John are both serious because their combat abilities have been strengthened through repeated exercises.

But having a gun in the highlight setting was too disruptive to the balance, and the sparring session could no longer continue.

John rushed forward. He wanted to shorten the distance between him and the highlight, but he didn't even dare to show his eyes, because he was too familiar with the highlight and knew that if there was a gap, he would be shot and killed, so he was equipped with a full-body body armor. , he could only cover his eyes and beat him.

Gao Guang dodged and swept over again with a heavy kick. Moreover, he was also very particular about his kicks. He specifically chose John's supporting leg to kick, and then swept John down with another kick. When John fell to the ground heavily, he He gestured with two fingers and said with a smile: "You are dead."

John lay on the ground and said helplessly: "There is no way to fight."

Fang Zhenwu also discovered that if Gao Guang was given a gun, then in this kind of close combat, Gao Guang would be invincible and indeed impossible to fight.

But how can a master admit that he made a mistake?

Fang Zhenwu clapped his hands and said, "Okay, the sparring session between you two is over."

Gao Guang looked at Fang Zhenwu, and John slowly climbed up. Fang Zhenwu continued to assign: "Bottle Cap and Paul are in the same group, Francisco and Patrick are in the same group, let's start sparring."

The four of them began to get together. Gao Guang was not the only one who was practicing these three moves. In fact, all these people were practicing them. It was just that he spent all his energy on this routine, so he seemed to be improving faster than the others. a lot of.

Except for Gao Guang, the Kings Defense team are all strong men, all tall and strong. The effect of them practicing the same routine as Gao Guang is not very good. In terms of teaching students according to their aptitude, Fang Zhenwu does a pretty good job.

Now Gao Guang was out alone, but Fang Zhenwu didn't let him continue to practice alone. Instead, he hooked his hand and said to Gao Guang: "Come on, let's have a fight today. I'll fight you in a few moves."

If he was about to be beaten, Gao Guang already knew his fate, but he was finally qualified to be beaten, so what else could he say, go ahead bravely.

Sorry, I overslept today.