"The fundamental purpose of fighting is to kill opponents the fastest and most effective. Due to the good habits of humans, 99% of human fighting objects are humans. All fighting techniques are aimed at humans. Is this very interesting? Practicing fighting is to better kill similar people!"

Zhou Jun, wearing a camouflage vest, had a muscle all over his body. Although his figure was slightly shorter than tall, he stood with a kind of indestructible toughness as if he was as strong as a rock. However, his eyes under his thick eyebrows were calm and quiet, and his toughness was covered up, making people feel no threat.

In comparison, although Gao Yuan's skin is as bright as jade, his eyebrows are as bright as a sword, and his eyes are sharp in his black and white eyes. With his perfect muscles, he is like a sword that leaves his body, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.

Zhou Jun was talking at this time, with a profound meaning in his words. But when Gao Yuan saw that he was indifferent on his face and didn't care about his words, he was too lazy to talk about it. He had seen many psychics in the system, and most of them were immersed in their powerful abilities and did not think about the meaning of their abilities. Then again, if there were no painful and profound lessons, how could people reflect? Just like he did in the past. How could they say that, if a person could not make the mistakes of his predecessors, he would have been as great as God.

Zhou Jun calmed down and continued: "Fighting has a long history. Just say that Chinese martial arts have been passed down for thousands of years and are incomparable to the fighting skills of other countries. However, martial arts have been passed down to this point and have lost most of the essence. So the existence of martial arts can only be found in novels."

Gao Yuan said bluntly: "I'm not interested in these theories." Zhou Jun glanced at Gao Yuan indifferently and said: "Probably after staying in the base for a long time, people have become long-term. Then let's go directly to the topic. There are many types of fighting, but these fighting skills are mostly restricted by certain rules and cannot fully exert the power of fighting. Therefore, the fighting skills in the army can be said to have gathered the strengths of many families and melted all the most fierce and vicious moves together."

Zhou Jun paused and smiled at Gao Yuan, "It is the one-hit killing technique that is said in society. In fact, this technique is very simple, but it is just a variety of vicious moves targeting human weaknesses. In fact, the military uniform fighting skills of various countries are almost the same. This kind of quick-acting technique is good for ordinary people, but it will appear very rough when dealing with real fighters. Therefore, there is no need to believe in the power of this military fighting technique."

Gao Yuan couldn't help but be curious and asked, "Then instructor, how good is your fighting level?" Zhou Jun did not answer Gao Yuan's question, but just changed the topic: "However, we have time, and you are a systematic superpower. Fighting is very important to you. It is necessary to systematically learn various skills and become a real fighting master. Within five steps, you are invincible."

Gao Yuan said excitedly: "Instructor, you don't use guns." Zhou Jun looked at Gao Yuan with a strange expression and smiled and said, "Who told you this?" Gao Yuan was a little embarrassed by laughing, and said unconvincedly: "If a fighter doesn't believe in his own hands and feet, and believes in the way of fighting, how can he become a peerless master?"

Zhou Jun said helplessly: "What a bullshit. I have told you that fighting is to kill the opponent the fastest and most effective way. Guns are obviously one of the simplest and fastest tools. As a fighting instructor of the special forces, if I don't even know the gun, how can I teach others? In fact, I have a very deep study of guns. Only by knowing the various parameters of guns can I know how to face the enemy holding guns. What I most like is to use guns to eliminate the enemy. As for fighting, it is just a supplement in the environment where guns cannot be used."

The meaning of fighting was completely subverted by Zhou Jun, which made Gao Yuan feel lost. Most of his interest in fighting was lost. Zhou Jun could understand the boy's longing for powerful forces such as Kung Fu fighting, but this is not a movie. A system psychic will definitely go to the most dangerous front line. If you don't even understand the meaning of fighting, you can only die and look ugly.

"You try this first and try your best to attack it..." In order to adjust your emotions, Zhou Jun did not preach, and directly patted the platinum robot beside him, asking Gao Yuan to try it first. The platinum robot is very similar to the wooden man that often appears in Kung Fu movies. The difference is that the surface of the robot is smooth, and black ink lines are used to mark the facial features, heart and lungs, lower gear, bones, limbs and joints, and other key parts. The robot's feet are firmly welded to the dark metal floor.

There are twelve such robots standing on the outermost perimeter in this training ground with an area of ​​300 square meters. The robots are even divided into various models such as men and women, heights, fats and thins. When Gao Yuan came in, he was very curious about these robots.

Zhou Jun saw Gao Yuan’s curiosity and explained: “This human target seems ordinary, but it is a product of high-tech. First of all, it is made of super memory metal material and is not afraid of destruction. Moreover, the body is densely packed with sensors, which can calculate the attacker’s strength, speed, temperature, and even damage caused to the attack on the human body through a computer. It is a high-tech human target specially used for psychics to practice.”

"Bang," Gao Yuan hit the robot's heart with a straight punch, and the robot's heart was knocked half-fist deep by this powerful punch. Zhou Jun made a gesture and signaled Gao Yuan to stop. Then he took out a black computer with a large book in his pocket, looked at it and sighed: "The impact of the drop is 2005 kilograms, the conclusion is that the four sternum shatters, the heart explodes, and the spine is shattered, hey, the terrifying lethality!"

Zhou Jun patted Gao Yuan on the shoulder and exclaimed: "It's true that he has extraordinary talent. Although his movements are immature, his muscles are naturally coordinated when exerting force, and his center of gravity is very stable. Although you are not strong enough, you have potential. Perhaps, the name of the strongest system superpower will fall on you in the future, haha..." Although Zhou Jun had known Gao Yuan's various body indexes, he was still surprised by his performance. "Okay, now I'll tell you the key points of punching..."

Three months later.

"1922 is the favorite of the special forces in the West, especially the Federal Republic of the United States. This gun has good safety performance and is easy to operate, especially the single-action trigger, which makes shooting more stable. In actual combat, this is the most important thing..." Ding Yi explained Gao Yuan, who was assembling a pistol, on the shooting range of the Deep Blue Base. "The large-caliber pistol you prefer is like a slag in actual combat. Although you don't care about many problems such as weight, shape, and recoil, too long bullets are likely to get stuck, and this fatal flaw is something you can't overcome."

Gao Yuan sneered disapprovingly: "It's a pity that someone lost all 37 battles in the actual simulation. And I missed a single shot." Ding Yi gave Gao Yuan a blank look and said disdainfully: "What's the use of comparing you and me? According to the body index, your reflex nerve is 19.2 times faster than me, your strength is 21.8 times higher than me, and your muscle reaction is 21.2 times faster than me. I'm like a baby, you're a strong man, and you're completely incomparable. If you lose in the battle with me, then you'll hit you and die. Why don't you compete with Zhou Jun?"

Gao Yuan was speechless. After practicing fighting with Zhou Jun for three months, he had mastered all the fighting skills taught by Zhou Jun. Fighting, this skill that relies purely on physical strength, is as simple as 1+1 for the Vajra Mingwo Art, which can control every inch of skeletal muscle in the body. Gao Yuan still had to delay the learning process for a long time, but it was enough to make Zhou Jun constantly amazed.

In fact, when the Vajra Mingwangjue fully develops Gaoyuan's physical potential, it also provides a strange power. It is completely different from a physical power. It is just that in the surveillance of ubiquitous bases, Gaoyuan dares not do any experiments. Practicing the Vajra Mingwangjue allows Gaoyuan's mind to always remain in an ethereal and clear state, which allows him to treat the surroundings calmly.

During these three months, Gao Yuan had to train every day, firearms, fighting, and other specialized trainings for physical strength and reaction. In this constant training, Gao Yuan's physical potential was quickly discovered. He had to be drawn every day and undergo various complex examinations.

This external manifestation of the body, even if Gao Yuan uses suppression, cannot escape the inspection of the base's advanced technology. However, this rapid growth slowed down in the second month. Now, all body indexes have stabilized, indicating that Gao Yuan has reached a peak state.

It was in this state that Gao Yuan, who was full of confidence, couldn't help but challenge the Zhou army. In the first battle, Gao Yuan, who had just arranged his shape, was beaten by the Zhou army with a smile on his face with anesthesia gun. In the second battle, Gao Yuan, who demanded a fair battle, was deceived by the Zhou army to the Bingku for a day. In the third battle, Gao Yuan, who was furious, was directly let go by the Zhou army behind his back.

The Zhou army tortured Gao Yuan with endless tricks, allowing Gao Yuan to fully understand what it means to be a soldier and deceitful person. In fact, Gao Yuan could avoid most traps with the magic of the Vajra Ming Wang Art. Because he wanted to hide his edge, Gao Yuan could only let Zhou Jun do it.

But on the other hand, these methods of the Zhou army also opened Gao Yuan's eyes. He made full use of various factors to create advantages and refused to fight fairly with his opponents. Through constant combat, the Zhou army's combat thinking also deeply affected Gao Yuan.

Ding Yi had the upper hand and smiled proudly. "Today, Zhou Jun said he would give you the fairest fighting. Are you ready for Gao Yuan?" Gao Yuan snorted coldly: "The little tricks of him are useless to me. Today, let this shameless guy see my true strength." Ding Yi smiled and stretched out a finger and said, "You will lose if you bet for 100 yuan."

Today, Ding Yi wore a standard white shirt on her upper body and a black standard trousers on her lower body. Against the backdrop of black and white, she made her breasts look plump and her legs look slender. The beret on her head perfectly combines the ability of the soldier with her sweetness and purity, becoming the most beautiful scenery in this base without seeing the sky.

Gao Yuan stared at Ding Yi's bright eyes and said in a deep voice: "I won today, how about you let me eat it?" Ding Yi turned his head and thought, "Where did you lose?" Gao Yuan said indifferently: "Then I will devote myself to you and let you **." "Tsk, who cares about you?" Ding Yi then said proudly: "I bet, I don't believe you, a rookie, can make a fortune. If you win, you will naturally be up to you. If you lose, from now on, you will listen to your sister's words. Do you understand?" "Okay, one word is certain." Gao Yuan said simply.

"Baopao." Both sides slapped in high-high. After the high-high, Gao Yuan and Ding Yi both showed cunning smiles of the treacherous plan.

"Bang bang bang..." Gao Yuan used the Desert Eagle to blow the heads of three policemen and quit the game boringly. His obedient and obedient performance over the past three months made Liu Sen quite satisfied with Gao Yuan. The authority of the base has been continuously improved. Now, except for a few forbidden areas, Gao Yuan can freely move in the base.

The third floor public entertainment area is Gao Yuan’s favorite place to enter and exit. There are bars, dance halls, video game rooms, swimming pools, computer rooms, billiards rooms, squash rooms and other entertainment facilities. The services here are all female soldiers carefully selected in the army, and everyone has high quality. However, the base clearly stipulates that no one must have substantial relationships with female soldiers, nor can they talk about any base secrets.

For this reason, Ding Yi solemnly warned Gao Yuan too much. Once a relationship occurs, Gao Yuan may be fine, but the female soldier will be in trouble. In fact, with the King of Kings of the King of the King of the Condor Heroes, Gao Yuan can still control his lust well even though he is full of energy. He teased Ding Yi mostly to pretend to be stupid and relax. Therefore, when facing these seductive female soldiers, Gao Yuan still insists on the principle of looking far away without playing close to him.

However, the female soldiers obviously had a good impression of Gao Yuan, the handsome lieutenant, and his eyes were thrown away frequently. Gao Yuan felt overwhelmed. After greeting a warm beauty, Gao Yuan left the computer room and returned to his room on the sixth floor. Gao Yuan lay lazily on the bed, picked up the landline on the bedside table, and after beating twice, a sweet female voice rang, "Hello, I am the operator 012," Gao Yuan said directly: "I want to talk to the outside world." "Please wait, I am applying."

Gao Yuan knew that the approval procedure was very troublesome, so he changed the phone to hands-free mode and became conscious in bed. After three months of experience, the base was very tight, but it was quite humane. As far as Gao Yuan looked at, the environment was still quite loose. It was not as cold and ruthless as he thought. Think about it, if the atmosphere was harsh and ruthless in such a depressing space, it would be difficult to operate efficiently for a long time.

Gao Yuan was most worried about the origin of his ability. The base just asked him casually once, which surprised Gao Yuan. In addition to being a little bored, Gao Yuan has lived a good life in the past three months. Guns and fighting are what every boy dreamed of. Here, every day, a clever instructor teaches him various skills, as well as various guns and equipment for Gao Yuan to practice.

"But after such days, I have become bored and boring. I don't know when I can walk freely under the sun..." "Hello, your request has been passed. Please call the outside number, thank you." The sweet girl on the other end of the phone interrupted Gao Yuan's misty thoughts.

"Mom, it's me, Xiaoyuan. Well, I miss you very much, well, I'm very busy with training, and there will be no vacation this year..." Gao Yuan put down the phone and breathed a long sigh. Regular calls with his parents made Gao Yuan feel sincerely relaxed.

When Gao Yuan, who was full of energy, stepped onto the fighting training ground, he unexpectedly found that not only Zhou Jun and Ding Yi were the only ones on the training ground, but also a thin and short man. The man was also wearing a military uniform, but not wearing a military rank. His face was full of thick stubble, his squinting eyes, and his hunched body. His decadence and sloppy body could not be covered by the neat and straight military uniform.
Chapter completed!