Introduction to Judo

His finger touched the screen. One second later.

Hundreds of search results popped up on his phone—everything went smoothly.

In this modern society with advanced technology and wildly popular short videos, there was no shortage of martial artists skilled in judo willing to explain basic techniques online in exchange for traffic and attention.

The actual teaching effectiveness, though inferior to a coach's face-to-face guidance at a martial arts academy and harder for beginners to grasp, had one huge advantage.

It was free!

Soon, many related videos appeared.

Chen Feng's gaze locked on as he tapped into the profile of a blogger with over a hundred thousand followers.

[Yan Wu Academy—Core Disciple, Cao Tong]

[Professional Level 6 Martial Artist, Honors: Runner-Up in Nanjiang City Medium-Scale Boxing Tournament, City Judo Champion.]

A string of impressive credentials flashed across the screen.

"An actual Core Disciple from Yan Wu Academy?"

"Professional Level 6—doesn't that make him even stronger than Coach Lu?"

Chen Feng remembered that when his original self had signed up for the Sanshou training class, he'd specifically looked into Coach Lu's strength.

Professional Level 2, a punch close to three hundred kilograms, once sending a hundred-jin sandbag flying several meters with a single blow.

Compared to that, this blogger named Cao Tong was clearly much stronger.

"Let's give it a try. See how this guy teaches."

With the intent to learn, Chen Feng found the judo beginner tutorial series on the blogger's page.

He tapped play, and the screen showed a burly man, nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a powerful build.

A square face, a high nose bridge, a crew cut.

Thick lips, piercing eyes, a white judo uniform stretched taut over his bulging frame.

"Judo techniques are divided into three types."

"Standing Techniques, Ground Techniques, and Self-Defense Techniques."

His voice was deep and resonant. Chen Feng focused, watching the man's explanations and demonstrations.

"Among them, Standing Techniques mainly consist of Hand Techniques, Hip Techniques, Foot Techniques, and Sacrifice Techniques."

"Arm pulls, hip throws, leg entanglements."

On screen, Cao Tong quickly found a slightly shorter student, grabbed him by the shoulders, and demonstrated a hard pull-and-throw technique.

Chen Feng's expression turned serious. He spent the entire morning in his room, watching the complete beginner judo tutorial series.

In an instant, he organized the memories and sorted out the sequence.

A panel prompt appeared automatically.

[Judo: Not Started (1%) +]

"It actually works!"

His eyes lit up as his speculation was confirmed.

Without hesitation, staring at the '+' sign next to Judo, he silently commanded an upgrade.

Whoosh!

In an instant, insights about judo flooded into his mind. The panel information before Chen Feng's eyes suddenly changed.

[Judo: Beginner (1%)]

"Beginner level!"

His fist clenched. Chen Feng could feel that his memory now contained a wealth of judo knowledge.

The Hand Techniques, Hip Techniques, and Foot Techniques that Cao Tong had explained earlier were now something he could attempt in succession—smooth movements, effortless power application.

If someone had been watching from the side, they would have thought he'd been practicing judo for at least a month or two.

"Not bad. Judo techniques are really useful. They'll definitely come in handy for unarmed close-quarters combat."

"And there's my physical enhancement too."

Chen Feng's eyes gleamed as he quickly looked at his Four-Dimensional Attributes.

[Strength: 9.0 → 9.2]

[Agility: 8.7 → 8.8]

[Physique: 8.8 → 8.9]

[Willpower: 9.3 → 9.4]

"Just as I thought—judo emphasizes strength more, and the improvement in that area is indeed significant."

"I estimate my current punching power should be over 90kg, right?"

Subtly sensing himself, Chen Feng could detect the slight enhancement in his body's muscles.

Comparing it to the punching test from back then, he could roughly gauge his current strength.

At least 90kg, maybe even close to a hundred.

In other words, his strength now completely matched that of an Amateur Fourth Dan fighter.

If he went to take the certification exam, he might just pass it in one go.

"My choice was right."

"Judo can enhance physical fitness all-round, fully compensating for Sanshou's shortcomings in close-quarters combat."

"I can keep adding points to Judo later."

Examining himself, Chen Feng nodded with satisfaction.

He had a gut feeling that in the current training class, aside from Xu Dongtai, no one should be his match.

Even Zheng Qiang and Yu Shan, who were often talked about by others, definitely didn't have strength equal to his.

Satisfied, grounded, confident.

Finally, he glanced at the phone time.

Seeing it was getting late, Chen Feng set aside those thoughts and started packing up to head out.

Amid the rustling sounds, he grabbed a bag to hold his short-sleeved shirt and shorts for practice, tossed in two energy bars, and then left the house.

Clatter, clatter!

Footsteps echoed, and during that time, he also glanced at the alley near the neighborhood.

Zhao Jin didn't show up, but his vigilance hadn't relaxed either.

Quietly withdrawing his gaze, he then boarded the bus and left.

Over twenty minutes later, the Martial Arts Hall appeared before him.

Stepping off the platform, Chen Feng prepared to go inside.

But the next second.

Boom!

!!

The massive noise startled him. Chen Feng quickly turned around and saw the source across the street.

Flames burst out—it was a gold shop.

Bang, bang, bang—gunfire rang out, lasting over ten seconds.

The surrounding pedestrians were terrified, some collapsing, others fleeing, with sharp screams piercing the air.

Until finally, amid the crossfire of gunshots, three robbers with wool hats covering their faces rushed out of the gold shop.

Their backpacks were stuffed with gold bars and jewelry, and they immediately boarded a flying car parked by the roadside. Its wings spread, and flames shot out.

In less than half a minute, they had completely vanished from sight.

"Someone's robbing a gold shop?"

Such a scene was too sudden. Chen Feng couldn't help but freeze in place, raising an eyebrow.

Many passersby and nearby residents also stood on the street or inside their homes, opening windows, leaning out, and reaching to look.

The chaotic noise caused traffic jams, with honking horns sounding one after another.

Seeing this, Chen Feng thought back to his encounter at the supermarket last night.

Compared to robbing a gold shop, those two punks from last night were just small-time antics, not worth mentioning.

"Tsk tsk, getting robbed in broad daylight."

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice rang out. Chen Feng turned his head to look.

Lin Hao, this guy, had arrived at the Martial Arts Hall building at some unknown time, wearing a black T-shirt and standing nearby, a baseball bag slung diagonally across him, watching the mess at the gold shop with keen interest.

"Even with a firearms permit, they couldn't hold onto the gold. This gold shop probably won't last much longer."

A teasing tone. Chen Feng heard it beside his ear, and a memory flashed through his mind.

Unlike the complete gun ban in Xia Kingdom from his past life.

The Joint Council of Earth Star's Chi Kingdom had issued legal firearm possession regulations five years ago.

As long as relevant conditions were met, one could obtain a firearms permit.

Gold shops stored gold—a prime target—so they naturally hired corresponding armed security with permits.

"I wonder if anyone died."

Chen Feng's thought passed. This was nothing like his fight yesterday.

Firearms had immense power; a graze meant severe injury, and with bad luck, it could mean instant death.

Immediately, it was as if to confirm his thoughts.

Soon, an Ambulance Flycar sped over and parked at the entrance of the Gold Shop.

Doctors in white coats rushed into the Gold Shop and carried two people away on stretchers.

The Security Bureau's flycar was a step slower; a few minutes later, five or six uniformed Security Bureau staff members, armed with live ammunition, appeared at the scene.

Then, greeted by the Gold Shop manager, they cordoned off the scene and entered the Gold Shop.