Fang Yuan Do's

CHAPTER 24 - The Close-Range Fight

3 Days passed.

"Let your body down to dodge, that is the usual technique of holding a fist. When your enemy comes and attacks you, quickly squat and at the same time counterattack by attacking ************ and his stomach."

"Usually those who appear and start swinging their fists at the first moment are brainless and impulsive and rash."

On the Martial Arts field, the academy's instructors spoke while performing actions for the demonstration.

The wooden puppet's hands first swept out, and the instructor quickly crouched down, dodging the incoming attacks.

Then he punched the belly of the doll, knocking it down with a few punches.

The students saw the demonstration in a circle, but most of them lacked passion, showing very little interest.

The academy teaches various courses and these lessons are the ones that teach the basic fundamentals of Martial Arts.

Using fists and legs to force themselves was too inferior compared to the handsome and cool style of moonblade attack, leaving almost all the students in a daze.

“The next class is Moonlight Gu usage assessment. How's your practice so far lately?”

“I'm still fine. I can launch 3 moonblades, but only a few are really about."

"Usually only 2 attacks hit the grass doll."

“Mmm, it's the same as me. I specifically bought a grass doll just to practice for these few days."

…..

The young teenagers whispered to each other, their minds long gone from the lesson.

They were all worried about the assessment in the next class.

Just for this assessment, they had been training hard for a long time after class, and now they were flexing their hands and feet, looking forward to the assessment.

The sound of the students' discussion had reached the instructor's ears, and the instructor turned his gaze towards them, shouting, "It is forbidden to speak in class, all of you keep your mouth shut and take a good look!"

He was a rank 2 Gu Master, his body was somewhat muscular.

The upper part of his body was naked and strong, his bronze-colored skin was strewn with countless scars.

With a loud shout he showed a threatening attitude, suppressing all the students in the field.

Silence fell on the Martial Arts field.

“Foundations of Martial Arts are the most important among the important things. Especially at the early stage of Gu Master's cultivation, this was more important than anything."

"You'd all better focus on me!"

After he finished scolding, the instructor called out for another wooden puppet.

This light yellow wooden puppet was 2 meters tall, its large wooden legs emitted a sharp sound as it stepped on the blue stone floor tiles.

The wooden puppet spread its arms and ran clumsily towards the carriage.

The instructor dodged his attack, then violently hugged his waist and used his strength to push him down, causing the large and tall wooden puppet to fall to the ground.

Then the instructor climbed up the puppet's waist and swung his fist swiftly at the puppet's head.

The wooden puppet had fought back for a moment, then its head was broken by the rain blow of the instructor. It was paralyzed on the ground, lying motionless.

The instructor stood up, his breathing calm and long as usual.

He explained to the students, “When facing a large and high enemy in close combat, do not be afraid."

"Destroying your opponent's center of gravity is a kind of plausible tactic to trap your enemy."

"As I did before, you should hug the opponent's waist, control his hips and then push forward with your strength."

"After that you take a chance and climb into his body and violently punch your enemy. Those who do not have the ability to survive will instantly collapse.”

The students nodded repeatedly, but most of their eyes showed disapproval.

The instructor saw all this and laughed bitterly in his heart.

Each batch is like this. The attitude of these young people is naturally easily attracted by beautiful things.

Without personal understanding and experience, it was difficult for them to understand the importance of having a foundation of Martial Arts.

Actually especially for a Gu Master in the early stages, while basic Martial Arts did not look promising, it was actually more important than moonblade attacks.

“... Remember, in close combat, your gaze should not always look into the eyes of the enemy. It should focus on the enemy's shoulders."

"No matter punching or kicking, the enemy's shoulder will always move first.”.

“... In close combat, your speed is very important, the speed I am talking about in this context is not the speed of your fist, but the speed of your foot movements.

“... Distance is the best defense..”.

“... Keep your feet elastic, then you will be able to easily pull out your strength..”.

“When attacking with a fist, maintain the triangular support. Otherwise, you'll lose your footing."

"And the enemy has not fallen, even you who fell first.”.

The instructor patiently explains while demonstrating.

These were all precious experiences he had gained from the sacrifice of blood and tears, experiences accumulated from the long battle.

Unfortunately, the students are not aware of this. They gradually began to whisper again, the focus of the discussion still on the moonblade assessment of the next lesson.

“Martial Arts structure is very pragmatic, but his teaching style is wrong.”

Fang Yuan watched calmly among the crowd, occasionally nodding and shaking his head.

The instructor lacks discipline in his teaching, he teaches fully with interest, and only teaches whatever he thinks.

Hence the things he taught became messy and a lot of complicated info.

At first many students were listening seriously, but gradually they lost interest and turned their attention to other aspects.

Only Fang Yuan listened carefully, while the others studied, he revised.

His combat experience was richer than that of an instructor, but listening to others narrate was also a way of verification in cultivation.

Gu Master's fighting methods were usually split between melee and long distance.

A moonblade attack was a type of long-range attack, but in truth, it was considered medium-range because its effective distance was only 10 meters.

When it came to the close combat Gu Masters, the Martial Arts instructor was the best example.

This gu will give them superhuman strength, agility, responsiveness, endurance, etc.

Just like this instructor, his entire body was covered in bronze skin. This was certainly not the color of his own skin, but it was the effect of Copper Skin Gu.

Copper Skin Gu would increase the toughness and defense of Gu Master's skin, allowing Gu Master to withstand more damage.

“1 moonblade will spend 10% primeval essence. How many times can a Gu Master throw a moonblade during a battle?"

"The numbers are few, especially for beginners who have trouble forming effective attacks."

"It can only be used as a type of trump card, the terror factor is greater than turning it off."

"For a rank 1 Gu Master, a truly useful skill was Martial Arts."

"This was because the attacks of Martial Arts were more durable and reliable."

"Unfortunately this fact is something that they will not understand unless they face it with their own experience.”

Fang Yuan lightly glanced towards his companions, a faint grin somehow forming on his lips.

The basic Martial Arts class finally ended. After a short break, the student's eyes were filled with anticipation, the academy elder was late.

He waved his large hand, pointing to the row of grass puppets in front of the bamboo wall.

He went straight to the subject and said, “Alright, today is the day to check the results."

"I want 5 people in 1 group to appear in the right order, using moonblade to attack 3 times.”

Swoosh's.

The first group of students went up, and moonblades danced in the air. After 3 rounds, only 9 moonblades hit the grass doll.

The academy elder shook his head slightly, feeling a little displeased.

The hit rate is too low, the key is that among these 5 only 2 manage to throw 2 moonblades.

"You're all better off practicing properly after this, especially you, and you."

The academy elder reprimanded in short sentences, then he waved his big hand and said, "The next group."

The two who were reprimanded lowered their heads and left the field anxiously.

One of them was a girl, her eyes were slightly red and her heart was grieving.

He was only a C grade talent, yet he could not bear to use the primeval stone to recover his primeval essence quickly.

So in these 3 days he trained very little, resulting in him not being skilled at throwing moonblades.

A Gu Master needed money to purify Gu, improve Gu, even practicing using Gu required money.

But where could he get so much money?

Although both parents support him from behind, every family has their own problems.

Lack of funds was often a dilemma faced by a Gu Master.

"I don't have the slightest chance of getting the number 1.'

"I might as well give up and save the primeval essence, it's better for me.'

As he thought about this, his heart calmed down once again.

There were actually quite a number of people who thought the same as this young girl.

Due to the lack of practice, many students perform poorly. The academy elder's brows deepened.

Fang Yuan noticed, silently shaking his head.

'These people are so pathetic. Just for a small number of primeval stones, they gave up their own chance to make progress.'

'Primeval stone means to be used, if you become stingy and collect the primeval stone, then what are you becoming Gu Master for?'

In other words, those with a narrow view often bid every penny and chase things that are less important.

As for those who have high ideals, they usually show a tolerant and generous attitude, and have the strength to give up and let go of something.

"It's my turn."

At this moment, Gu Yue Mo Bei's horse face shone with a confident smile, and he walked onto the field.

His stature was burly and gave off a fierce and powerful aura. After standing still, he raised his hand and threw 3 moonblades, the three of them hit.

2 Moonblades hit the doll's chest, while another moonblade hit the doll's left arm, shaving off some green grass.

This result naturally caused the young teenagers to explode with admiration.

"It's so good."

The academy elder's eyebrows were slightly smoothed.

The next geup appeared, Gu Yue Chi Cheng stood between them. He had a small and short body, his face was full of pockmarks, his expression carrying a hint of nervousness.

He sent out 3 continuous moonblades and the three hit the doll's chest, cutting 3 interlocking scars.

The scar changed from deep to shallow and was restored to its original appearance after a few breaths, due to the doll's self-healing ability.

However this result was already balanced with Gu Yue Mo Bei's results, and also received the academy elders praise.

Chi Cheng raised his head high as he walked out of the field, looking into Mo Bei's eyes defiantly on the road.

"Hmmm!"

Under the field, Gu Yue Mo Bei let out a cold snort, but he did not return Chi Cheng's sharp gaze.

Instead, he continued to stare at Gu Yue Fang Zheng who had yet to ascend.

His heart clearly knew that the real threat was only Gu Yue Chi Cheng and Gu Yue Fang Zheng.

The previous one was the same as him, a B grade talent while also having a constant supply of primeval stones.

The latter was an A-grade talent, while Fang Zheng did not possess as many primeval stones as them, but only by relying on his own natural recovery speed thanks to his talent, he will also be able to train a lot in a short period of time.

Right now the results of Gu Yue Chi Cheng had appeared, showing a draw to Mo Bei, and only Gu Yue Fang Zheng was left.

In the last few groups, Gu Yue Fang Zheng finally got on stage.