Combat Technique

Hu Qi's gaze shifted slightly.

He looked at Chen Wu before him with some surprise. This guy—

He looked big and brawny, yet in just a few sentences, he had skillfully used the art of conversation.

He had diluted much of the unfamiliarity everyone had felt upon first meeting.

This was the art of speaking.

Something usually found only in elite salespeople.

"Alright, back to the main topic."

Chen Wu smiled.

"There are countless varieties of combat techniques, numerous and complex. But at present, the most widespread and commonly practiced one on the market—

is a combat technique created by combining the strengths of many different fighting styles. It is called the Comprehensive Combat Technique.

Although the Comprehensive Combat Technique is not as specialized as certain other combat techniques, its strength lies in its versatility, and it causes very little damage to the body.

This is what I'll be teaching you today."

As Chen Wu spoke, he spread his arms, curled his five fingers into fists, then relaxed them.

As he rolled his neck, his bones crackled sharply.

"Next, I'll perform the entire Comprehensive Combat Technique once at the slowest possible speed. During the process, I'll explain the key points of this combat technique."

With that, his body moved. His waist twisted, driving his upper body into a turn as he threw a straight punch directly into the air to one side.

Bang!

The air exploded with a sharp blast.

"This is Cannon Fist. It is a move created from the essence of Spirit Ape Probing Claw from the White Ape Fist combat technique.

When throwing the punch, the legs, waist, and hips twist into one force. The fist strikes like a dragon, like the bombardment of a cannonball—unstoppable..."

Chen Wu's voice rang out.

Everyone watched without blinking, Hu Qi included.

The instant he saw Chen Wu make his move, Hu Qi knew he had made the right decision in joining the Red Scale Fighting Club.

This man was definitely an expert.

His thoughts stirred, and a translucent illusory panel appeared on his retina.

In the skills section, a line of text representing the Comprehensive Combat Technique was steadily becoming more solid.

Just as expected, it works!

Hu Qi's heart settled completely. He immediately stopped letting his mind wander and carefully watched Chen Wu's demonstration.

The Comprehensive Combat Technique consisted of eighteen moves in total.

Fists, palms, elbows, legs, feet, and more—nearly every part of the body could be used.

And when Chen Wu performed it—

The entire sequence was free of the slightest drag or hesitation, incomparably fluid, fierce, and powerful.

A few minutes later.

"This is the complete Comprehensive Combat Technique!"

Chen Wu let out a light breath and withdrew his stance.

Though his movements had not been fast, after watching it once, an ordinary person would not be able to remember even half the movements.

And that was only the movements themselves. The angles and techniques of exerting force were not things one could learn merely by watching once.

They required verbal instruction and hands-on teaching to master.

Otherwise, whether they would be useful in actual practice was one thing; they might even harm the body.

After all, these combat techniques had been developed and refined by generations of people. They were methods and techniques best suited for training the body.

Thus, under Chen Wu's guidance, everyone began taking the stance for the first move of the Comprehensive Combat Technique—Cannon Fist—while he corrected them.

Among the crowd, Hu Qi's face remained expressionless. Like everyone around him, he assumed a boxing stance.

Yet his gaze rested on the empty space before him.

Comprehensive Combat Technique (Not Yet Initiated)

As his gaze landed on it, all kinds of information about the Comprehensive Combat Technique immediately surfaced in his mind.

It was precisely what Chen Wu had explained.

I haven't initiated it yet, so I can't improve it?

Hu Qi had long expected this situation.

After all, something similar had happened when he modified the Nourishing Origin Breathing Method before.

Casting the thought aside, Hu Qi began practicing earnestly.

"Raise your arm!"

"Clench your five fingers! This is a fist technique, not a claw!"

Chen Wu's gaze swept over them as he began instructing them one by one.

Since they were just starting out, most people's stances were a miserable sight.

However, a few of them were fairly good. At the very least, their movements were reasonably standard.

One of them was Song Jian, who had spoken earlier.

Chen Wu even praised him.

A trial class was not long, only around forty minutes.

It ended quickly, with only the first move, Cannon Fist, having been taught.

During that time, Chen Wu's gaze had been as sharp as a torch as he constantly corrected the mistakes of the more than twenty students.

His teaching attitude was serious and responsible, making people feel they had benefited greatly.

As a result, as soon as class ended, some students went to pay up and officially join without even waiting for the remaining two trial classes to finish.

Hu Qi's eyes flickered.

Chen Wu had also pointed out several parts of his movements that were not standard.

Looking at the panel, the Comprehensive Combat Technique was still marked as Not Yet Initiated.

Apparently, according to his guess, he would need to learn all eighteen moves before he had any chance of initiating it.

Only then could he use the modifier to alter it.

Originally, he had been thinking of seeing whether he could mooch off the three trial classes first.

But now, it seemed utterly impossible.

Moreover, being taught by someone and teaching oneself were as far apart as heaven and earth.

Therefore, it would be best for him to sign up and learn properly.

However, from what he had learned, even the cheapest package started at one month and cost 1,999 yuan.

Money...

Hu Qi sighed.

There was another trial class in the afternoon.

What he needed to do was find a way to get the money sorted out before tomorrow.

It was now close to noon, and the students headed outside one after another, preparing to eat.

Following the crowd out the door, Hu Qi casually picked a restaurant by the roadside and walked in.

Not long after choosing his dishes and sitting down, a commotion came from the entrance.

Four or five figures walked in together.

Hu Qi had seen the person at the front before. It was Song Jian, who had spoken during the trial class earlier.

Three people of the same age followed behind him like lackeys.

Beside Song Jian stood a pretty girl with twin ponytails.

These people seemed to have all been students from earlier.

Furthermore, they had all changed into brand-new black-and-red Martial Arts Uniforms. Clearly, they had already paid and officially joined the Red Scale Fighting Club.

After entering, they looked around, but they did not recognize Hu Qi.

"Order whatever you want. It's on me today."

Song Jian and the others found a round table and sat down. He immediately made a grand gesture and laughed.

"Brother Song, you're generous!"

The three praised him. Without standing on ceremony, they picked up the menu and began ordering.

"Lin Rong, what do you think?"

Song Jian looked at the young girl beside him and asked with a smile.

"Not bad. But what I don't understand is, with your family's resources, Song Jian, if you wanted to learn combat techniques, you could easily hire a private instructor. There was no need to join this place like us, was there?"

Lin Rong glanced at Song Jian, somewhat puzzled.

"Haha, Brother Song is a drunkard whose heart is not on the wine. I'm afraid he just wants to spend a little more time with someone. Lin Rong, don't you understand yet..."

The three beside them chuckled slyly.

Their blunt words made the young girl named Lin Rong flush bright red.