Practical Combat Training

"Involvement?"

Jiang Qiaru nodded and explained, "She has a deep-seated grudge against the Wang Family of Kyoto."

"The Wang Family of Kyoto?"

Su You let out a cold snort. He held no fondness for the Wang Family of Kyoto; in his past life's memories, neither Wang Xingping nor Wang Xing'an were good people. He had even regretted that Luo Feng hadn't thoroughly investigated this so-called number one family of Huaxia Country back then.

"Could the Wang Family of Kyoto possibly reach their hands into the training camp?"

"Of course not. This is the territory of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall." Jiang Qiaru shook her head with a smile.

"However, the training camp is open to the entire world. The Wang Family has recruited several students here. Of course, the most they can do in the camp is cause some trouble when Zhang Yue is out hunting."

Su You nodded slightly. The rules of the training camp were very strict; anyone caught attacking other students would be executed on the spot.

Jiang Qiaru continued, "Currently, the leader of the Wang Family's members in the camp is named Yao Zhengang, and he also lives in our Kyoto Courtyard. His father is a mid-level Wargod-level powerhouse supported by the Wang Family.

He is currently ranked in the top forty in the training camp and is the second strongest in our Kyoto Courtyard. He has a high chance of becoming a Wargod in the future. Today is his day out hunting, so I expect he won't be back until after ten o'clock."

"Second? Who is the first?" Su You asked with interest.

"Zhang Yue." The name Jiang Qiaru spoke was completely unexpected to Su You.

That expressionless girl was actually the strongest in the Kyoto Courtyard? She didn't even look older than him, did she? Was her talent even greater than his own?

"If her talent were merely average, why would the Wang Family value her so much?" Jiang Qiaru said with a smile.

"Zhang Yue is only sixteen this year. She entered the training camp at the end of February and broke into the top hundred in her first ranking in April. Now, she is already ranked around thirtieth.

At most, she should be able to enter the Elite Training Camp in another year. As long as nothing happens to her along the way, becoming a Wargod is a certainty."

Su You first showed a look of surprise, then asked in confusion, "With talent like that, there must be many major powers willing to recruit her, right? Protecting her shouldn't be a problem, should it?"

Although the Wang Family was one of the nine core families of the HR Alliance, they were still far behind the two major martial arts halls and the military governments of various countries!

Jiang Qiaru sighed, "That's true. The two major martial arts halls, the government military, and even other core families of the HR Alliance have all tried to recruit her, but in the end, they all gave up."

"Why?" Su You asked hurriedly.

"I heard that whenever these powers tried to recruit her, she would state directly that she intended to take revenge on the Wang Family in the future, and it would be a fight to the death. Under such circumstances, what major power would want to take her in?"

"Ah? This... that's certainly unique." Su You looked stunned. Recalling his interaction with Zhang Yue during the day, he found that it did indeed fit her style: simple and direct.

Jiang Qiaru chuckled, "I actually think she's too stubborn. She could have sought shelter under a major power first and waited until she was strong enough to take revenge, but instead, she put herself in this situation."

Su You smiled without comment. After chatting for a while about matters in the training camp, he returned to his villa.

That night, shortly after Yao Zhengang returned, he paid a visit to Su You's villa. Although his tone was very friendly, there was still a faint hint of warning in his words.

Early the next morning, just after finishing breakfast, Yang Hui arrived at Su You's villa in the Kyoto Courtyard.

"Bring your weapons and come with me to meet your combat instructor."

"Yes."

Su You followed Yang Hui through the training camp and soon arrived at the residential area for Wargod instructors, entering a villa with an ancient architectural style.

Yang Hui stepped forward to stand under the camera, pressed the doorbell, and the villa's main gate opened immediately.

The first-floor hall of the villa was empty, so Yang Hui led Su You directly up to the second-floor martial arts practice hall.

There were already four figures in the practice hall. One was a middle-aged man wearing a white martial arts uniform, while the other three were relatively young.

The first was a Western girl with brown hair and a few freckles on her face; the second was a tall, thin, blonde youth; the third had slightly curly hair and dark skin. Before even getting close, Su You caught a whiff of curry.

"Old Xing, this is Su You. He will be with you for next month's combat training."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly and looked at Su You, "My name is Xing Huaiguo. From today until the end of September, I will be responsible for all your training."

"Instructor Xing." Su You bowed slightly.

"Hmm, stand over there for now."

"Yes." Su You stood beside the freckled girl with his twin swords on his back.

After Yang Hui and Xing Huaiguo exchanged a few pleasantries, Yang Hui left. Not long after, two more instructors arrived, bringing two new students.

One was named Dai Xueyang, from the Northeast Base City of Huaxia Country, and the other was Elena from the Moscow Base City of the Soviet-Russian Country.

After seeing off the last Wargod instructor, Xing Huaiguo stood before the six of them and said in a deep voice:

"For the next month or so, I will be responsible for the training of all six of you. I have only one requirement: obey orders. Do you understand?"

"Understood." The six of them shouted in unison, all using very standard Chinese.

In Hongning Base City, the common language was Chinese because Hong was Huaxia, and most of the powerhouses who followed him to establish the Extreme Martial Arts Hall were also Huaxia. Therefore, in the circle of high-level martial artists, Chinese was spoken in most situations.

Xing Huaiguo nodded slightly and then had the six of them introduce themselves.

The freckled girl was named Duoniya, the tall, thin blonde youth was named Colin, and they, along with the Soviet-Russian girl named Elena, were all sixteen-year-old mid-level warriors.

The youth with the scent of curry was named Garava, a nineteen-year-old high-level warrior; Dai Xueyang from the Northeast Base City was an eighteen-year-old high-level warrior.

After the introductions were finished, Xing Huaiguo began to test their strength one by one. The method of testing was, naturally, sparring with him.

"You go first!"

Xing Huaiguo pointed directly at Su You. He had the files for all six students under his command, and the other five were merely excellent in terms of physical fitness, which was the case for most geniuses recruited into the Basic Training Camp.

However, improvements in movement technique, punching force, and blade or sword arts were incredibly difficult to achieve. Being able to master Micro-level movement at seventeen meant that Su You was clearly far superior to the other five.

Xing Huaiguo drew the longsword from his waist and pointed it at Su You: "You attack."

"Yes." Su You drew his two Baihong Sword blades and lunged forward violently. The longsword in his right hand thrust directly toward the center of Xing Huaiguo's brow, while his left hand flipped, executing a horizontal slash aimed at Xing Huaiguo's legs.

Xing Huaiguo shifted his feet, and at the same time, his right-hand longsword swung out in a strange manner.

"Clang!"

The instant the two swords collided, Su You felt as if the longsword in his hand had been completely led astray by his opponent, and a flash of sword light raced along his right-hand blade, slashing toward his right arm.