Xing Nong puffed out his chest proudly: "I’m definitely not going to lose."
"If you’re not going to lose, then I’m even less likely to lose!" Yaoguang protested.
"Talking big is useless, show me real action when the time comes."
"Prepare to end, trainees and instructors line up separately!" The loud voice of Deputy Chief Instructor Yue Santie resonated.
Mo Datong once again stood in the empty space between the two rows, facing the trainees: "The sparring begins, Ji Sisi, step forward!"
Ji Sisi, who was at the forefront, stood energetically in the center of the field, facing the instructor opposite her.
Mo Datong stepped aside: "Begin!"
Ji Sisi waited calmly for the instructor to get ready in a defensive stance, a smile curling at the corner of her lips: "No offense!"
As her voice faded, her figure darted forward, closing in on the instructor.
In terms of strength, Ji Sisi was a notch below the instructor, but Yong Chun Fist excels at close-range combat; it’s not about strength, but about agility and speed.
There’s a saying that describes Yong Chun Fist perfectly: "Without fancy moves, just one hit, and if you block, it leads to dozens more." This shows just how fast Yong Chun Fist punches are.
The instructor practiced the straightforward military boxing, and against Ji Sisi’s tactics, he felt as if he had strength but no place to use it. Shortly after, he began to show signs of defeat.
"Yah... Hey..." With a beautiful back throw, the instructor lay on the ground, and Ji Sisi apologized with a smile, stepping back and standing in place.
"Ji Sisi, 2 minutes 55 seconds, plus 5 points!" Mo Datong’s face was full of satisfaction: "Keep up the good work."
Ji Sisi stood up straight and replied, "Yes!"
"Ji Sisi, return to the queue, Liang Xiaorao, step forward!"
Liang Xiaorao glanced enviously at Ji Sisi, took a deep breath, and stood in the center: "Reporting!"
"Instructor, I can use any method, right?"
Before the instructor could react, Liang Xiaorao let out a shout and bit the instructor’s arm, "Let go, if you were facing an enemy, one slap in the head and it would be over for you!" the instructor exclaimed in pain.
"My god, she said her mouth was one of her weapons, but it looks like it’s more like the only one!" Xing Nong muttered under his breath.
The other trainees and instructors couldn’t help but twitch their mouths, this girl was just too shameless. Looking at the instructor facing her, wanting to slap but not daring to do it, it was just too funny!
"No biting, let go!" Mo Datong couldn’t help but shout.
Taking advantage of the moment the instructor’s body loosened, Liang Xiaorao butted her head against his belly and followed with a sweeping leg, and not yet satisfied, she threw herself on top of him...
"Get... up!" The instructor pressed under Liang Xiaorao was red-faced.
"Sorry sorry!" Liang Xiaorao quickly got up and reached out to the instructor: "Let me help you up."
"No need! Step aside!" The instructor waved his hands repeatedly.
Embarrassed, Liang Xiaorao stepped back, and the instructor got up with a fish jump, his face still red as he returned to the instructors’ line.
"How should this be scored?" Yue Santie looked at Mo Datong worriedly, never before had he encountered such a situation.
"It should be scored as it is." Mo Datong rubbed his face.
"But this really isn’t fair." Yue Santie looked troubled.
"The trainees can use any method, just let it be."
"Alright." Yue Santie handed Liang Xiaorao’s score to Mo Datong. Follow current novels on novel•fire.net
"Liang Xiaorao, 1 minute 56 seconds, plus 5 points."
Liang Xiaorao’s face quickly turned from embarrassment to jubilation.
"However..." Mo Datong paused for effect: "I did say trainees could use any method they want, but such a reckless way of fighting had better not happen again.
Liang Xiaorao, what Xiao Yang said to you is right; if you were fighting an enemy, your head would have been cracked open already. Would you have the chance to be celebrating then?"
"Yes, instructor!" Liang Xiaorao hurriedly wiped the smug look off her face, looking nervously at Mo Datong: "Do I... do I need to go again?"
"Return to the queue!"
Liang Xiaorao returned, feeling relieved.
Mo Datong scanned the crowd: "No more of such incidents, or you’ll get no points. Next, Yan Xingnong!"
Xingnong stood confidently in the middle of the field and with the instructor in position opposite her, she asked with a grin: "Instructor, shall I make the first move?"
"Yes!" The instructor nodded.
"So, shall I go ahead?"
"Am I really going ahead?" Xingnong said, beginning to wave her fists.
The instructor nodded: "Go ahead."
"Oops, my shoelace came undone, let me tie it first." Nong chuckled as she crouched down.
The instructor sighed in resignation, relaxing his stance: "Hurry up!"
Xingnong’s lips curled into a sly smile, suddenly standing up, she aimed a kick at the instructor’s groin; the unguarded instructor was hit squarely, immediately cringing in pain, Xingnong took the opportunity to kick towards his knee...
"How should we count this one?" Yue Santie almost cried, why were they each more outrageous than the last!
"Well..." Mo Datong’s face showed an indescribable expression, "Her method, you really can’t fault it. Winning by wit is still winning, score it as normal." He lowered his voice: "This is all to assess their temperament and strength, to arrange suitable coaches during the sanda training, she’ll have her day to cry."
Yue Santie nodded, handing the score to Mo Datong.
"Yan Xingnong, 59 seconds, plus 5 points!"
One person puffed out her chest in pride, provocatively squaring her jaw at Yaoguang, who helplessly covered her eyes, oh my gosh, she would rather die than see such a shameless kid!
Nuan is up for the first watch today, it’s Yunuo and Yanyan’s birthday, wishing them both everything they wish for, peace and joy!
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