Chapter 1: Stormy Chapter 2 Guidance War
Xu Jingming looked at their appearance and guessed what these young people were thinking. He smiled and said, "I have read your information. There are a total of eleven people using spears in the Jiangnan Provincial Team. All of them are here this time. Three of you are high school students and were specially recruited. The three little guys come in turn and put on armor."
In martial arts competitions, one must wear armor, a helmet, and even a neck guard.
Cold weapons in combat, even if they are not sharpened and are wrapped with a cushioning material, the impact is still terrifying. Without professional equipment, people will die.
Xu Jingming also put on armor and a helmet, and looked at the team members through the facial mesh.
"Everyone, come in." Xu Jingming, holding a spear, walked into the arena . Eleven team members and team leader Coach Liu also walked in.
"Everyone else stand aside, Feng Yu goes first, and Liu Hao gets ready." Xu Jingming said.
There should be only two players in the arena for a regular competition, but this is just a coaching match, with a 20-meter by 20-meter area... For Xu Jingming, there is no need for such a large area to instruct the provincial team members, so he asked other players to come in and watch. There is no barbed wire in the arena, so the viewing is clearer.
"See clearly. If your shooting skills can be half as good as Coach Xu's, you can make it to the World Martial Arts Competition." Team leader Liu Chongyuan said. The other team members also held their breath and watched carefully. It is very rare to see a master like the Gun Demon Xu Jingming take action at close range.
A young man, also wearing armor and holding a spear, walked to the opposite side of Xu Jingming, ten meters away from each other.
"Referee system, turn on." Xu Jingming said.
Light and shadow descended from the top of the ring, condensing into a huge face overlooking the area below, and said, "The match begins."
Nowadays, martial arts competitions are all judged by smart referees. The cameras of smart referees can slow down the video a thousand times and make accurate judgments, and there has never been any mistake so far.
"Come on." Xu Jingming looked at the young boy 'Feng Yu'. High school students who were specially recruited were generally relatively weak. They were specially recruited and trained because of their great potential.
"Coach, be careful. When I participated in the competition, many players couldn't catch my shot." The young boy Feng Yu was quite confident.
"If you have the guts, come meet me first." Xu Jingming teased.
Feng Yu took a step forward confidently, at an extremely fast and ferocious speed. He rushed forward in just a few steps, and then turned the momentum of his charge into a thrust with the spear in his hand, causing the air to whistle.
Feng Yu practiced spear thrusting 500 times every day, and he did his best every time. He started spear thrusting at the age of twelve. After five years, he could thrust as fast as a shadow, and could even penetrate thick armor! Even though the spear used in the competition had a rounded tip and a cushioning layer, the impact force was still over 800 kilograms.
"Boom!" The sound of the spear tearing through the wind could be clearly heard, but Xu Jingming only took a step back.
The tip of the spear stopped twenty centimeters away from Xu Jingming and did not touch Xu Jingming at all.
"Hmm?" Feng Yu was slightly startled, and immediately turned his gun into a gun circle, with the tip of the gun pointing towards Xu Jingming.
Every time the spear tip was pointed down, it was a threatening attack, but Xu Jingming was like a civet cat. He simply moved forward and made all the spears miss.
"A high school student in the provincial team." Xu Jingming thought of himself back then. He was also so immature back then.
"Doesn't he have a serious leg injury and weak footwork? Why can't I touch him? Every time I'm only 20 to 30 centimeters away?" Feng Yu was unwilling to give up and attacked again and again. His shooting skills were dazzling, but he couldn't touch Xu Jingming at all.
After dozens of shots, Xu Jingming, who had been moving, made his first move. He raised the spear in his hand, and the moment it touched Feng Yu's spear, the shadow of the spear in Xu Jingming's hand blurred, and suddenly burst out with terrifying explosive power.
“Bang!”
The low crashing sound was the sound of the gun barrels colliding, and the spear in Feng Yu's hand was thrown out directly.
Feng Yu's eyes widened, and his hands holding the gun were shaking. He stared blankly at the spear that had fallen to the ground in the distance: "My single-handed grip strength is at least 200 kilograms, how could it slip out of my hand at the first touch?"
He was holding the spear with both hands just now. After just one collision, his hands went numb and the spear flew out.
"You're being a bit flashy. Your footwork is weak, and your marksmanship is average." Xu Jingming commented that such an opponent was not worthy of him wearing full armor, but martial arts competitions did not allow for carelessness, as carelessness could lead to lifelong regret.
"I don't know much about his shooting skills." Liu Chongyuan, the team coach, laughed, "But this kid's footwork is weak. In our eyes, it's like slow motion."
Feng Yu looked at Xu Jingming with some confusion: "Coach, even if my footwork is weak, I am holding a spear that is more than two meters long. How can I not touch you?"
"Your arms and spears are only this long. The maximum attack distance is fixed." Xu Jingming explained, "Based on your steps, you can determine the maximum range your spear can reach. As long as you keep your distance, you can make sure that the target can't even be touched. This is the basic skill of a professional player."
"Is the maximum attack distance fixed? If I keep my distance, I won't be able to touch him?" Feng Yu murmured. He had just felt that Xu Jingming's movements were very simple, but he couldn't touch him even if he used all his spear skills.
"The essence of footwork is first, nerve reaction, second, grasp of space, and third, control of body balance." Xu Jingming said, "You are very rough in all three aspects. Just like your coach Liu said, your footwork is like slow motion in the eyes of professionals."
"This kid was just recruited into the provincial team after taking the college entrance examination." Liu Chongyuan said, "He has a wild style, so he needs to work hard on his footwork."
Feng Yulian asked, "Coach Xu, what are the problems with my shooting skills?"
His footwork was weak, he admitted.
But his shooting skills are what he is most confident about.
"Your spear skills... Strictly speaking, only the first stabbing, where you concentrated all your body's forward force into that one shot, is at a professional level. Your other stabbing, chopping , blocking and other skills are very weak." Xu Jingming said. Weapon fighting is not a game, it is the most dangerous kind of fighting. Serious injuries and disabilities occasionally occur. Since he is their coach, he has to explain their problems clearly.
The other ten team members all felt the pressure from Xu Jingming and were eager to try.
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"Bang." The second high school student's spear was also thrown out the moment it touched Xu Jingming's spear. Even if he was prepared and tried hard to hold it tightly, it was useless.
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“Bang”, “Bang”, “Bang”, “Bang”, “Bang”…
One spear after another was thrown into the air!
The provincial team members were all stunned.
Including the two veteran players Huang Feng and Zhang Qi who had participated in the national training team, none of them were able to fight back in front of Xu Jingming.
Among them, only Zhang Qi allowed Xu Jingming to shoot him twice! The first shot knocked the spear out of Zhang Qi's hand. Zhang Qi tried hard to hold the spear and prevent it from flying out, but the middle door was wide open. Xu Jingming's second shot pierced Zhang Qi's chest. The impact caused the armor to light up red. Zhang Qi lost!
As for the other team members, Xu Jingming only fired one shot! And it was a defensive shot, and the spears of those team members were thrown out and they couldn't hold them at all.
"Is this the gun demon?"
"The World Martial Arts Competition has been held for nearly 30 years. In terms of spearmanship, Xu Jingming is generally recognized as being in the top ten among all the professional players in history. Although I have imagined it, I found out after the fight that the gap is too big!"
"The most famous trick of the Gun Demon Xu Jingming is the 'Shadowless Stab', but he doesn't need to use that trick against us."
"If my marksmanship can reach half of his level, I'll be able to make it to the World Martial Arts Tournament."
The players' eyes were excited and fanatical.
Only by experiencing it personally can one understand how terrifying the top ten marksmanship in history is. They even think that the gun demon Xu Jingming should still maintain his peak strength, or even be stronger than his peak!
Two hours later.
"After today's preliminary training, I believe everyone is aware of their own shortcomings." Xu Jingming looked at the members of the provincial team. The members were all excited and enthusiastic, and felt that this training was really worthwhile.
"In the next nine days, we will focus on one basic training every day. When the training camp is over, you must also practice every day when you go back. Marksmanship requires years of practice. The strength of the whole body is naturally transferred into each shot. It requires understanding and hard practice." Xu Jingming said.
"Yes, coach." The eleven team members responded in unison. It was obvious that they were all convinced and admired Xu Jingming.
"Okay, let's disband." Xu Jingming nodded.
"You guys take the bus back to the hotel first." The team leader Liu Chongyuan instructed.
"Okay." The team members put down their weapons and left in twos and threes.
"Achen, take Coach Liu to sit for a while." Xu Jingming said, "Big Bear, I'm all sweaty, I'm going to take a shower and change clothes first, and then we'll meet downstairs. The barbecue restaurant next to our fighting gym is my favorite barbecue restaurant in Binhai City."
"Oh? I must try it." Liu Chongyuan, who was as big as a bear, was looking forward to it. Professional players like them trained intensively and ate a lot, and they all liked meat.
Xu Jingming hurried to take a shower. After two hours of training, even though he was a coach, Xu Jingming was already soaked. But he was used to it. In martial arts training, it was common for clothes to get soaked and squeezed dry, and then get soaked again and squeezed dry again.
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After Xu Jingming finished showering, he changed into a short-sleeved shirt and shorts and walked out. He saw a middle-aged man smoking outside the door.
"Brother, why are you here?" Xu Jingming laughed in surprise. The man in front of him was called Fang Xinglong, the owner of Xingkong Fighting Hall! Xingkong Fighting Hall is a first-class fighting hall in Binhai City, with a construction area of more than 11,000 square meters. Xu Jingming, a professional martial arts player, could not afford such a big deal. He was invited to be the owner of the hall.
Fang Xinglong's main business is selling wine. He is a boss with a net worth of billions. He loves martial arts and weapon fighting and is willing to spend money. He is also quite famous in the martial arts circle and is also a disciple of "Fierce Tiger" Liu Hai.
The World Martial Arts Competition has been established for nearly 30 years. Liu Hai has served as the head coach of the national team for 20 years. Most of the national team members have to call him Master.
Liu Hai was already 45 years old when he participated in the first World Martial Arts Competition. As a martial arts master of the older generation, he was ecstatic to find such a competition. He entered five consecutive World Martial Arts Competitions and competed with masters from all over the world! In the early days, due to the imperfect protection rules, the competition was more dangerous than it is now. Liu Hai won the third place twice, the second place twice, and the world's first place once! After winning the world's first place, he announced his retirement. At the age of 50, he served as the head coach of the national team and announced his retirement at the age of 70.
Xu Jingming was a main player of the national team and Liu Hai's favorite disciple. Fang Xinglong was an amateur player, but he loved fighting very much and tried every means to become Liu Hai's disciple.
"Jingming." Fang Xinglong smoked a cigarette and glanced at his good brother, "Did you offend anyone?"
