Upon hearing about military boxing, Wang Youbao thought it was something Xiao Changyi had learned in the military camp, and his eyes immediately lit up as he looked at Xiao Changyi, "Changyi, are you willing to teach me now?"
Xiao Changyi looked away.
An Jing remained silent for a moment before saying, "I’ll teach."
Wang Youbao’s face immediately fell with disappointment, "It’s you ah..."
An Jing felt a pang of frustration and said irritably, "What, not happy with that? What’s wrong with me teaching? Didn’t ’my husband’ teach me anyway!"
The skills her husband knew were too difficult for Wang Youbao at the moment, and not at all suitable for him to learn; military boxing, as taught by her, would be a much better choice.
Keep in mind that military boxing routines are of moderate length, movements are refined, the rhythm is clear, and it’s easy to learn and understand.
When Wang Youbao heard that it was taught by Xiao Changyi, he immediately got excited again, "Then teach me quickly!"
An Jing huffed, "I thought you were unhappy with it."
Wang Youbao confessed honestly, "Just now I thought it was some fancy but useless moves you came up with, who knew it was taught by Changyi."
An Jing felt frustrated again; she realized that arguing with Wang Youbao was just giving herself a headache. After all, the man idolized her husband, and she could hardly compete!
Better just to teach the military boxing.
Thinking this, An Jing said, "Watch closely, this set of military boxing only consists of sixteen moves. I’ll perform them first to show you, then I’ll teach you each one step by step."
Just as An Jing was getting ready to perform the boxing sequences, Yu Daming asked in a low voice, "Can I learn it too?"
An Jing generously said, "Of course."
"Thank you!" Yu Daming’s eyes also brightened considerably. He had always thought highly of An Jing, having himself and his younger brother been taught a lesson by her. Now that An Jing also knew military boxing, she must be even more formidable than before, and he wished to become stronger himself, not just relying on brute strength.
Then, An Jing began to perform.
The sixteen movements were as follows: Bow Stance Punch, Throat Thrust Kick, Horse Stance Cross Punch, Inner Flicker Hook, Cross Side Kick, Outer Flicker Cross Hook, Counter Hook Kick, Turn Body Elbow Strip, False Step Rib Chop, Groin Spring Elbow Strike, Rebound Side Strike, Bow Stance Pushing Palm, Up Step Elbow Strike, Fall Step Groin Lift, Block Strike Trip Leg, Waist Strike Throat Lock.
At first, Wang Youbao was still worried that An Jing’s moves would be all show and no substance, even if taught by Xiao Changyi. After all, being a woman, he thought she might not be very good at boxing.
But at least it was Xiao Changyi who had taught her, so he felt he could still learn something. With this mindset, he decided to learn military boxing from An Jing. But when An Jing threw her first punch, and it was just the first move, Wang Youbao’s eyes lit up in complete shock.
Look at the form of those punches, the refined strength, the fierce speed, and how steady her base was... He decided then and there, she was his second idol!
Wang Youbao watched An Jing’s boxing excitedly while trying to mimic the movements himself.
Xiao Changyi had occasionally seen his wife practice a few moves, but he had never seen the entire set like today. His cool eyes also flickered, and his usually indifferent lips almost imperceptibly curled up.
A woman belonging only to him.
After finishing the set in one go, An Jing felt a total sense of relief throughout her body; it had been a long time since she had practiced this set of boxing, and doing it now made her miss her days in the army.
Her gaze drifted unconsciously towards her husband; although he seemed expressionless, she knew he was smiling—and it was because of her. An Jing couldn’t help but smile back.
Coming here, she truly felt fortunate.