Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 40 You can call me Brother Feng

"Classmates, we've already won the competition. Do you want to continue?"

After hearing what the battalion commander said, Zhao Rui did not answer immediately. Instead, he turned his head, looked at all the students present, and raised his voice with inner strength.

With fifteen years of internal energy enhancement, his voice was no less powerful than the loudspeaker in the training ground, instantly resounding in everyone's ears.

At this moment, the setting sun shines in the west, and the rosy glow of the sunset pours down through the gaps in the clouds, draping the earth in a golden veil.

Zhao Rui stood in the center of the arena, bathed in the glow of the sunset, his protective gear subtly reflecting a dazzling light, like a majestic golden-armored war god.

Its sound is like thunder, and its form is like a god descending to earth.

For a moment, it even gave people a dazzling and mesmerizing sense of admiration.

"Our second brother is quite the actor!"

Beside the training ground, Jian Congsheng quietly leaned close to the third brother, Le Bin, and whispered something.

Le Bin glanced at the dreamy looks on the faces of the girls in his class and nodded in agreement.

I'm so envious! That's the innate advantage of being a martial arts student!
"want!"

"Fuck him!"

Under such circumstances, how could the already passionate college students disagree? Immediately, deafening shouts rang out from the sidelines.

Zhao Rui smiled, turned around, and said to the battalion commander on the platform, "I agree!"

"Hey, this kid!"

The battalion commander couldn't help but laugh and curse, not expecting this kid to take the initiative as if he were the one in charge of the competition.

"Company Commander Hao, we can't let the students say we're bullying them. Here's the rule: if he can hold on for three minutes without falling, we lose!"

Although the battalion commander could see that Zhao Rui had considerable internal strength, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't believe that he could compare to the company commander who had been cultivating for nearly twenty years.

"Don't worry, he won't last a minute!"

Company Commander Hao spoke lightly, but his expression was solemn, showing no sign of disrespect.

"Where are you, student?"

"Um, could there be no time limit?"

Zhao Rui scratched his head and rejected the suggestion. How could he replicate it if there was a time limit?

The fact that the two warriors used the same martial art led him to an unexpected discovery: that different people using the same martial art does not affect replication.

The system only copies martial arts techniques and does not involve differences in the user.

If you think about it carefully, you'll understand that even with the same martial art, everyone's understanding and application will differ, resulting in varying effects and power.

The system will most likely only identify the basic information of this martial art, and then, through the accumulation of time, reconstruct its original technique.

In this way, common martial arts techniques or military camps can be sustained by simply using numbers to build up time.

As soon as Zhao Rui said this, the students watching were stunned, and a cacophony of whispers immediately followed.

"Isn't he being too arrogant?"

"Trying to show off? You're crazy! You think you're someone important? Pshaw!"

Jealousy is an innate human trait. Whenever someone is not the one in the limelight, there will always be someone who will express the jealousy that has been suppressed for a long time when the other person makes a mistake.

Even though Zhao Rui is nominally playing for them at this moment.

"You're not allowed to talk about him like that! If you're so capable, go down there and fight him!"

"Exactly! All you do is whine and whine. You don't even deserve to go down there. Tch!"

Where there are dissenting voices, there are also staunch supporters, especially the girls in Zhao Rui's class. How could they allow their "hero" to be slandered?
They immediately launched a counterattack, displaying the heroic spirit of women, silencing the whispering boys and forcing them to swallow their sarcastic remarks.

“No problem. Since this student has made this request, the condition becomes: whoever falls to the ground loses! Principal Peng, what do you think?”

The battalion commander smiled, looked at Vice Principal Peng, the school leader accompanying the team, and said.

"I have no objection. Our school has always respected students' autonomy!"

Vice Principal Peng chuckled. He only had a superficial understanding of martial arts, but as a student, he naturally supported the student's request.

Since neither side had any objections, the martial arts competition quickly began in the center of the arena.

Cheers and shouts of encouragement rose and fell around the training ground, coming from both students and soldiers.

Only the two people on the field remained still, neither of them making a move for the time being.

Time passed second by second. Seeing that Zhao Rui's breathing was steady and his inner strength was abundant, Company Commander Hao knew that if the stalemate continued, he would definitely not be able to wait for Zhao Rui to make a move.

He roared, his body surging like a dragon emerging from the deep sea, his fists like a tiger descending from the heavens, unleashing his full power as he charged towards Zhao Rui.

The fist strike cleaved through the air like a slash, instantly reaching Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui's brows furrowed slightly. He slapped his palm diagonally, deflecting the fierce straight punch coming from the front. He then assumed a two-character stance, stabilizing his posture.

He then quickly advanced on horseback, unleashing a powerful punch that combined parrying and striking, employing a strong offensive strategy.

The opposing team had been overseeing the battle from the sidelines. They observed that Zhao Rui and his comrades were constantly dodging and relying on agile maneuvering.

He planned to launch a fierce attack right from the start, seize the initiative, and gain the upper hand.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Rui showed no intention of dodging and instead attacked him head-on.

This instantly diminished most of his aggressive momentum, but fortunately, he was experienced in combat and quickly adjusted his moves to stabilize himself.

The two exchanged blows with lightning speed; in the blink of an eye, their figures had already switched places several times.

"Good boy, I underestimated you!"

As a level six expert, Company Commander Hao had experienced many battles, and his combat experience far surpassed that of Zhao Rui.

However, Zhao Rui's martial arts skills were diverse, encompassing both fist and palm techniques, and he was also experienced and never impulsive, making it difficult for Zhao Rui to find any weaknesses in his opponent for the time being.

It's completely unlike the mindset of a teenager.

He was particularly surprised to find that the opponent's internal strength was almost as good as his own.

Such a martial arts genius shouldn't be in a regular class, right?
It must have been a student from the Martial Arts Academy of Dongqi University who sneaked in.

These treacherous and cunning intellectuals!
Company Commander Hao grew angrier the more he thought about it. He suddenly shouted, placed his palms on either side of his waist and hips, then tilted them up and down and brought them together in front of him, gathering his energy and swirling it around before forcefully pushing his palms out.

This palm strike was so powerful and fierce, like a torrent rushing down a mountain, unstoppable. Wherever it passed, the air was churned and seemed to cry out in despair.

Since witnessing the moves of a Grandmaster at the Xiaoyao Pavilion, this was only the second time Zhao Rui had seen such a powerful technique.

This is not the kind of martial arts skill that someone of their level should possess.

The system panel in his mind instantly provided information about this move.

"The incomplete Ironclad Mountain-Suppressing Technique can be copied!"

A flawed martial art?

It has even reached the stage where it can be copied. What level of martial arts is this?

Zhao Rui dared not provoke him and quickly retreated, while simultaneously unleashing the full power of his Cloud Hands and Star-Picking Technique.

The internal energy of the whole body emerges from the dantian and enters the Taiyin Lung Meridian, converging at the Zhongfu acupoint. Instantly, an internal energy that originates from the same source as heaven and earth flourishes in the acupoint.

"Clouds obscuring the moon"

"The Dragon Appears Three Times in the Clouds"

"Stars hang low over the plains..."

Zhao Rui unleashed the Cloud Hands Plucking Stars technique in one breath, each move deflecting the opponent's advancing palm force.

Hao, who had been charging forward without hesitation, felt as if his palm strike was trapped in a thick cloud of mist, with his internal energy constantly dissipating within it.

This forced him to increase his internal energy output to resist this obstacle, which felt like rowing against the current. "How is this possible?"

Company Commander Hao was shocked. He had learned this skill by chance, and even when facing a battalion commander, he could use his invincible power to make the other party back down.

But now, I'm actually feeling the pressure from a freshman.

This pressure prevented him from fully utilizing his boxing skills, and once his energy was depleted, he could no longer inflict damage on his opponent.

If his martial arts had a second move, that would be fine, but the key is that it doesn't.

At this moment, in the eyes of the students and soldiers watching, all they saw was Company Commander Hao charging and crashing like a raging bull.

Zhao Rui was like a child leading an ox, constantly changing his form in front of him, guiding him in the right direction.

"Don't these soldiers know how to change their positions?"

"That's right!"

"I think they're just so-so. Look at this soldier, he's not even as good as the previous ones!"

"Maybe they're all in cahoots. I suspect this guy from our school has connections in the military and is just trying to show off."

Most of the students were not skilled in martial arts. In their eyes, they only saw Company Commander Hao charging around recklessly while Zhao Rui dodged and weaved in front of him, without understanding the situation.

But to the experts on the platform, such as the battalion commander, it was a different scene.

"This kid's internal strength is strange. Company Commander Hao shouldn't have used this move."

"If we don't withdraw our attack now, we're likely to lose!"

"That's really insidious. How could students in a regular class be at this level? We'll have to give them extra training!"

Zhao Rui and Company Commander Hao were unaware of what the people outside the arena were thinking, but at this moment, the two were already in a difficult situation.

If either side withdraws their move, they will be met with a counterattack from the other. If they do not withdraw, they will be locked in a stalemate until Zhao Rui's internal energy is exhausted, his movements become sluggish, and Hao Lianchang takes advantage of the situation to deliver a heavy blow.

Either Company Commander Hao will run out of internal energy, or he will suffer a backlash from withdrawing his attack, and Zhao Rui will win the victory.

But this didn't align with Zhao Rui's expectations.

What he wanted was to buy time and quickly replicate the skills he learned in the military.

This martial art, though unique, is only an incomplete technique, and there certainly isn't enough time to copy it. It would be better to copy conventional military martial arts as soon as possible to maximize the benefits.

"Company Commander, there's no point in continuing like this. How about I count to three, and we both withdraw at the same time?"

Zhao Rui focused his voice like a thread, transmitting his words to Company Commander Hao's ears.

"it is good!"

Company Commander Hao had nowhere to vent his energy and was tired of this stalemate. Seeing that Zhao Rui was willing to withdraw his moves at the same time, he naturally had no reason to disagree.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

As Zhao Rui uttered those three words, he suddenly retreated, simultaneously gathering his palms in front of his chest to guard against the opponent's sudden attack.

At the same time, Company Commander Hao stomped his feet on the ground, pulled back his fists, and forcefully channeled all the power in his body into his feet.

Then, using the force to deflect the impact, he retreated, leaving several clear footprints on the solid blue brick ground.

This exchange was completely unexpected for both sides. After the two stood still, the scene fell into silence for a moment.

"What kind of play was that? It wasn't even as good as the previous ones! What a show-off!"

Among the students watching, a boy from another courtyard who had previously been resentful of Zhao Rui's attention-grabbing remarks once again made a provocative statement.

He originally thought that someone would agree with him and make a few sarcastic remarks, but after he finished speaking, no one responded.

She hurriedly tugged at the classmate next to her, thinking they hadn't heard her.

But the student dodged out of the way and said, "If you want to die, don't drag us down with you!"

The boy was taken aback, and then he heard his classmate point to the ground and say, "Guess if your bones are as hard as those bricks!"

The boy peeked out and immediately felt a chill run through him, a cold sensation shooting from his feet to the top of his head.

The blue bricks that Company Commander Hao had stepped on in the field had long since crumbled into dust, and when the wind blew, they rose up with the yellow sand.

Fuck!
They were too busy venting their frustrations!

This guy's a martial arts student! What if he finds out he's talking badly about me behind my back...?

Upon realizing this, the boy dared not show his face again and immediately shrank back, afraid that others would remember him and tell Zhao Rui on him.

"Company Commander Hao, shall we continue?"

In the training ground, Zhao Rui looked at the progress bar of the Hundred Battles Cloud Splitting Fist on the system panel in his mind. It was only forty percent, still a long way off!
Company Commander Hao's face was serious. When he looked at Zhao Rui's young face again, any slight contempt he had felt vanished.

Just as he was about to agree, the battalion commander on the viewing platform coughed softly.

"That's enough for the match. If you two keep going, it'll be dark by the time you finish. This time, the university team wins!"

The battalion commander raised his voice for the last sentence, which instantly echoed throughout the entire drill ground.

"yeah!"

"Brilliant!"

"Zhao Rui, I love you!"

"Zhao Rui, I want to have your baby!"

The college students who had gathered around jumped up and down excitedly.

If it weren't for counselors and instructors maintaining order, this group would probably have stormed the training ground to vent their emotions.

"It's a pleasure to compete against you!"

Zhao Rui didn't care at all about the audience's reaction; he had only just recovered from his disappointment.

I fought for nothing and didn't earn a single advancement point. What's there to be happy about?

Looking at the young man whose fair face still held a hint of immaturity, Hao Lian let out a long sigh, nodded, and shook hands with Zhao Rui.

"Young man, very good. Let's spar again sometime!"

"Really? When?"

"..."

Company Commander Hao looked completely bewildered. "I was just being polite, okay?"

"Can I add you on the contact list? How about we make another appointment? My admiration for you is as boundless as a surging river..."

"Damn, no wonder you've been able to fight me for so long at such a young age, you're a martial arts fanatic."

Company Commander Hao spat, but generously gave out his phone number.

The two became friends after a fight, and he was also eager to test Zhao Rui's martial arts again to see how he could counter his Zhenyue Technique.

"My surname is Hao, Hao Feng. You can call me Brother Feng!"

"Okay, Feng! Shall we take a picture together?"

"..."

Although the competition had some minor setbacks, it ultimately "perfectly" embodied the training principle of "the military and civilians are one family".

After Zhao Rui returned to the team amidst the eager gazes of a group of girls from his school, the entire military camp experience segment came to its final event.

Bonfire party!

(End of this chapter)