Strikes when it’s time to strike
<[This 27 arc is a little boring, so if u want to skip it , Next starts on Chapter or can continue reading chapter by chapter]>
Chinese Kung Fu, Taekwondo, Karate, Muay Thai, Sanda, Free Fighting... Jiang Hao was dazzled by the choices and didn't know what to learn.
He found a Sanda Free Fighting Club. The coach asked him what effect he wanted to achieve. Jiang Hao said: "I want to learn the most practical and can fight people."
Sanda and free fighting are the most practical fighting techniques.
Sanda is a modern competitive sports event in which two people use martial arts kicking, hitting, throwing and defending techniques according to certain rules to fight bare-handed. It is an important part of Chinese martial arts.
Free fighting is not limited to any fixed routines and moves. It advocates free play according to the situation in actual combat, and flexible use of various three-dimensional techniques such as punches, feet, elbows, knees and falls. It has both long and short skills and is fully displayed, with the goal of eventually knocking down or defeating the opponent.
"Learn free fighting." Jiang Hao said.
The learning process is painful. Although Jiang Hao is not the kind of weak type, he is definitely not a strong type. He always thought that he was tall and strong before, but after training, he realized that his physical fitness was only average.
He had never done any heavy exercise before. After a day, his muscles were sore all over. He didn't even want to eat when he lay there.
He kept running every day until his lungs were exhausted. This was to train his endurance and leg strength.
He skipped ropes at least a thousand times a day to train the flexibility of his footwork. The coach said skipping rope was very important. He also did
flexibility exercises, such as leg stretching and ligament stretching. When he stretched his tendons for the first time, Jiang Hao screamed in pain and even cried out. A man in his twenties had bones and tendons as hard as sticks. This was probably what it felt like to have his balls pulled.
"Learn free fighting." Jiang Hao said.
The learning process is painful. Although Jiang Hao is not the kind of weak type, he is definitely not a strong type. He always thought that he was tall and strong before, but after training, he realized that his physical fitness was only average.
He had never done any heavy exercise before. After a day, his muscles were sore all over. He didn't even want to eat when he lay there.
He kept running every day until his lungs were exhausted. This was to train his endurance and leg strength.
He skipped ropes at least a thousand times a day to train the flexibility of his footwork. The coach said skipping rope was very important. He also did
flexibility exercises, such as leg stretching and ligament stretching. When he stretched his tendons for the first time, Jiang Hao screamed in pain and even cried out. A man in his twenties had bones and tendons as hard as sticks. This was probably what it felt like to have his balls pulled.
He practiced squats, push-ups, and then boxing and leg techniques. A month passed in a flash, and Jiang Hao had just caught up with the progress. He was not good at it, but just getting started. From now on, he could make gradual progress step by step.
Just when he got used to the rhythm of boxing practice, Jiang Hao added more weight to himself and signed up for a shooting club.
There was no live-fire shooting club in Binhai City, only air rifles, which was a pity for him. From that day on, Jiang Hao changed to practicing guns during the day and boxing at night.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
Jiang Hao knelt on one knee on the ground at the shooting range, dragging a rifle and aiming and shooting continuously. A burly coach in camouflage squatted beside him.
"Concentrate your mind, control your energy to the level relationship between the sight and the gap, pay attention to the breathing rhythm, pay attention to adjusting the muscles..."
Individual training costs extra money.
Jiang Hao had a very fulfilling time during this period, which was more tiring than when he was working, but he gradually enjoyed this process. It was a process of constantly tempering himself, perfecting himself, and surpassing himself.
Hard training also paid huge dividends. After two months, Jiang Hao had learned the basic attack movements of free fighting, and he could already fight with the students. The coach said that he had no problem dealing with two or three ordinary people now. Jiang
Hao was very talented in shooting. It only took him one month to get eight or nine rings with a rifle, but he couldn't guarantee it when he switched to real guns and live ammunition. After all, the difference between the two guns was too big.
To this end, Jiang Hao went to Shanghai, where there was a live-fire shooting club. He played hard for three days, played with all the guns in the club, and fired thousands of bullets, which cost more than 20,000 yuan.
While learning to shoot, Jiang Hao also found a lot of gun information to learn. He traveled through the Anti-Japanese War period, so there must be all kinds of old guns. Knowledge will not depreciate, and he will travel through other movies in the future, and he will definitely be able to use it.
During this period, Jiang Hao watched Red Sorghum eight times, and every plot in the movie was memorized.
Learning free fighting, learning to shoot, and memorizing movie details cost more than 50,000 yuan in total. After two months of preparation, he felt that it was almost done.
However, before traveling through time, he sent another 20,000 yuan to his family.
"Dad, I have another big order this month. Now I am doing better and better. In the future, my income will definitely increase. You can rest assured to recover from your illness and don't be reluctant to use good medicine. Give more money to your younger brothers and sisters. They are also older and have more places to spend money."
"Dad, I can support the family."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Hao took a deep breath and opened the system panel.
"Task: Enter the movie world of 'Red Sorghum' and collect 100 jars of the best red sorghum wine. Please ask the collector if he will accept the order."
Jiang Hao clicked the button to accept the order.
In a flash, Jiang Hao disappeared.
"Stop!"
"Don't move!!!"
"I am a sharpshooter, whoever moves will be killed."
Jiang Hao instantly received the memory of the original owner. This time he actually traveled through time and space to become the protagonist Yu Zhan'ao, and also knew the current situation. They were carrying the heroine's sedan chair passing by the green gauze tent sorghum field, and a bandit ran over and stopped them.
A group of men changed their faces in fear, all at a loss, standing there in a daze, not daring to move.
"Take out the money, take out the money quickly, or I will shoot."
"Throw the money and the belt in front."
The bandit shouted again.
The guys looked at each other for a few times, and then someone started to take out the money, untied the belt, and threw it into a basket in front.
Jiang Hao glanced around and did the same.
"Go back and squat down beside me. Anyone who dares to look back will be killed." The bandit threatened.
A group of guys squatted down beside them with their pants held up. Jiang Hao looked back at the direction of the sorghum field where the sound came from. He immediately heard a shout: "If you dare to look back, believe it or not, I will kill you."
Jiang Hao turned his head back.
A guy with a sack on his head walked out of the sorghum field, holding a black thing in his hand. He walked to the basket, took the money out, weighed it in his palm, and stuffed it into his pocket.
Holding a gun, he walked to the sedan chair step by step, and used the barrel of the gun to lift the curtain of the sedan chair. He saw a pretty girl in a red coat.
The robber saw that the bride was pretty and got lustful. He pointed a gun at the woman and shouted, "Get out of the sedan chair and walk into the sorghum field."
Jiuer got out of the sedan chair and slowly moved into the sorghum field. When she walked into the sorghum field, she looked back at the people squatting there. Jiang Hao looked over and saw a look of hope, hoping that someone could save her.
"Go, go quickly." The robber shouted again.
None of the squatting people dared to move.
Jiuer's expectant look slowly turned into contempt. She despised a group of grown men who dared not move in front of a robber and watched a woman being dragged away and raped.
Even Jiang Hao, who was familiar with the plot, felt uncomfortable with the disdain and contempt in Jiuer's eyes. Unlike watching a movie, this feeling was more real.
"Fuck you!"
Seeing the robber turn around and try to follow Jiu'er into the green tent, Jiang Hao roared and rushed over, strangled the robber's throat with a chokehold, and pinned the bandit to the ground.
This kind of thing needs someone to take the lead. As long as there is a leader, the fear of others will be reduced by 90%. When the other guys saw this, they all rushed over with a roar.
"Kill him, kill him!"