Chapter 2, Guidance in Warfare

Including the two veteran players, Huang Feng and Zhang Qi, who have participated in the national training team, they were utterly powerless in front of Xu Jingming

The sound of the piercing gun tearing through the wind could be clearly heard, yet Xu Jingming merely took a step back

"Achen, take Coach Liu to sit for a while," Xu Jingming said. "Daxiong, I need to wash off this sweat and change my clothes first. Let's meet downstairs later at the barbecue restaurant next to our martial arts gym; it's my favorite barbecue restaurant in Binhai City."

In a formal competition, there should only be two contestants in the arena, but this is merely a guiding match, within a range of 20 meters by 20 meters. For He Jingming, instructing the provincial team members does not require such a large space, so he allowed other team members to come in and observe. Without wire fencing in the arena, the spectators can see more clearly.

Two hours later

Is the maximum attack range fixed? If I maintain my distance, I won't be hit?" Feng Yu murmured to himself. He had just felt it; Xu Jingming moved very easily, yet no matter how he tried to use his marksmanship, he couldn't land a hit.

"Coach, be careful. When I compete, many contestants cannot withstand my shot." The young and inexperienced Feng Yu expressed his confidence.

High school students in the provincial team. Xu Jingming recalled his younger self from those years, when he too was just as naive.

Xu Jingming was a key player on the national team back in the day and also a beloved disciple of Liu Hai. Fang Xinglong, an amateur athlete, had an immense passion for combat sports and sought every possible means to become Liu Hai's student.

Among them, only Zhang Qiang allowed Xu Jingming to fire two shots! The first shot deflected the long spear in Zhang Qiang's hand. Zhang Qiang made an effort to hold onto the spear and did not get thrown out, but his defenses were wide open, allowing Xu Jingming's second shot to pierce through Zhang Qiang's chest. The impact caused the armor to light up with a red signal, indicating that Zhang Qiang had lost

"Alright, dismissed." Xu Jingming nodded and said

A young man, clad in armor and wielding a long spear, approached Xu Jingming, standing ten meters apart from each other

Feng Yu's eyes widened in shock, his hands trembling around the gun. He stared blankly at the long gun that had fallen to the ground in the distance: "With a grip strength of at least 200 pounds in one hand, how could it possibly slip from my grasp with just a touch?"

After Xu Jingming finished rinsing, he changed into a short-sleeved shirt and baggy shorts and walked out, immediately noticing a middle-aged man smoking outside the door

His footwork is weak, he acknowledges it

At the time of the first World Martial Arts Championship, Liu Hai was already 45 years old. As a veteran martial arts master, he was overjoyed to discover such a grand competition and made it to the finals of five consecutive World Martial Arts Championships, competing against experts from around the world. In the early days, due to insufficient protection rules, the competitions were more dangerous than they are now. Liu Hai achieved third place twice, second place twice, and once claimed the world championship title. After winning the world championship, he announced his retirement. At the age of 50, he took on the role of head coach for the national team, and it was only at the age of 70 that he announced his retirement.

Feng Yu looked at Xu Jingming with some confusion: "Coach, even if my footwork is weak, how is it that I can't even touch you with my spear that is over 2 meters long?"

Xu Jingming observed their expressions and guessed the thoughts in the hearts of these young people, smiling as he said: "I have reviewed your profiles. Currently, there are a total of 11 members in the Jiangnan Provincial Team who use long spears, and all of you are here this time. Among you, three are high school students who have been specially recruited. The three young ones, please come forward in turn and don your armor."

"If you can achieve even half the marksmanship of Coach Xu, you will be able to compete in the World Martial Arts Championship," said Team Leader Liu Chongyuan. The other team members held their breath and watched closely, as it was a rare opportunity to see a master like Xu Jingming, the Gun Demon, in action up close.

Today's preliminary training has made everyone aware of their own shortcomings. Xu Jingming looked at the provincial team members, who were all excited and enthusiastic, feeling that this training was truly worthwhile

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang ... ...

The other team members, Xu Jingming only fired a single shot! Moreover, it was a defensive block shot, causing the long guns of those team members to be thrown away, making it impossible for them to hold on to them

Feng Yulian pressed on: "Coach Xu, what issues do I have with my shooting skills?"

The tip of the long spear stopped twenty centimeters away from Xu Jingming, not touching him at all

The members of these provincial teams were all dumbfounded

I do not understand marksmanship very well," said the team coach Liu Chongyuan with a hearty laugh, "but this kid's footwork is weak; to us, it looks like slow motion.

Nowadays, martial arts competitions are officiated by intelligent referees, whose cameras can slow down by a factor of one thousand, allowing for accurate judgments, and to date, there have been no errors.

This young man just joined the provincial team after finishing the college entrance examination. "He has a lot of raw talent, but he needs to practice hard in terms of his footwork," Liu Chongyuan said from the side.

One spear after another is thrown into the air

... ...

After dozens of shots, Xu Jingming, who had been moving continuously, made his first move. He raised his spear, and at the moment it touched the long spear thrust out by Feng Yu in anger, the shadow of Xu Jingming's spear blurred for a moment, then suddenly erupted with terrifying explosive power

If his marksmanship could reach even half of that level, it would be sufficient to advance in the World Martial Arts Championship

This thrusting spear, Feng Yu practices five hundred times every day, with each thrust executed with utmost effort. He began training with the spear at the age of twelve, and after five years, his thrusts now move as swiftly as a fleeting shadow, capable of piercing even thick iron armor. Even though the competition spear has a rounded tip and is wrapped in a cushioning layer, the impact force still exceeds eight hundred pounds.

The adjudication system is now activated, Xu Jingming stated

"Everyone, enter the arena." Xu Jingming, holding a long spear, walked through the iron gate into the arena, followed by eleven team members and their coach, Liu.

Xu Jingming also donned his armor and put on his helmet, looking at the team members through the facial mesh

"In the next nine days, we will focus on one fundamental training each day. Once the training camp concludes, you must also practice daily when you return. Marksmanship requires years of practice; the strength of your entire body must naturally transfer into each shot. It requires insight and also diligent practice," Xu Jingming stated.

In martial arts competitions, it is essential to wear armor, helmets, and even neck guards, all of which are indispensable.

Only through personal experience can one truly understand the terrifying nature of the top ten marksmanship in history. Some even believe that the gun master Xu Jingming should still maintain his peak strength, and it is even possible that he is stronger now than he was at his peak

With each pull of the trigger, a significant threat looms, yet Xu Jingming moves like a nimble cat, effortlessly sidestepping, causing all the thrusts to miss their mark

"Jing Ming." Fang Xinglong took a drag from his cigarette and glanced at his good brother, "Did you offend someone?"

Since the establishment of the World Martial Arts Championship nearly thirty years ago, Liu Hai has held the position of head coach of the national team for a full twenty years, and most of the national team members have to address him as Master.

The essence of footwork consists of three aspects: first, neural response; second, spatial awareness; and third, control of body balance. Xu Jingming said, "All three of these aspects are quite rough in your case. As Coach Liu mentioned, your footwork appears to be in slow motion from a professional's perspective"

Alright. The team members each put down their weapons and left together in groups of three or two

... ...

"You all should take the car back to the hotel first," instructed the team leader Liu Chongyuan from the side

However, marksmanship is his greatest confidence.

The expressions of these team members were both excited and fervent

Your marksmanship... Strictly speaking, only the initial thrust, which concentrated all the forward momentum of the body into that one shot, can be considered of professional level. The other techniques such as thrusting, chopping, and blocking are quite weak. Xu Jingming stated that weapon combat is not child's play; it is the most dangerous form of fighting, where serious injuries and disabilities can occasionally occur. Since he is their coach, he must clearly address their issues.

Just now, he was holding the long spear with both hands. With just a single collision of the spear shaft, his hands went numb, and the long spear flew out.

Your arm and spear are only this long. The maximum attack distance is fixed. Xu Jingming explained, "Based on your stride, you can determine the maximum range your spear can reach. As long as you maintain your distance, you can ensure that you cannot be touched at all. This is the fundamental skill of a professional player"

Isn't he severely injured in his leg, with weak footwork? Why can't I even touch him, always missing by just twenty or thirty centimeters? Feng Yu, unwilling to accept this, repeatedly launched attacks, his shooting skills dazzling, yet he just couldn't hit Xu Jingming by a fraction.

Fang Xinglong's primary business is selling liquor, and he is a billionaire with a fortune worth several billion. He is passionate about martial arts and weapon combat, willing to spend money generously. He is quite well-known in the martial arts community and has also become a disciple under the renowned "Fierce Tiger" Liu Hai.

The World Martial Arts Championship has been held for nearly thirty years. In terms of marksmanship, Xu Jingming is universally recognized as one of the top ten among all professional players in history. Although I had imagined it, I realized during the match that the gap was too great

Hmm? Feng Yu was slightly taken aback, and immediately shifted his shooting technique, transforming it into a circular formation, with the gun's tip pointing steadily towards Xu Jingming

Come on. Xu Jingming looked at the young boy Feng Yu, who was a specially recruited high school student. Generally, those who are specially recruited tend to be relatively weak, but they are selected for their significant potential and are given focused training.

Feng Yu stepped forward with great confidence, moving at an incredible speed, fierce and unstoppable. In just a few steps, he charged forward, transitioning his momentum into a thrust of the long spear in his hand, slicing through the air with a whistling sound.

"If you have the ability, come and confront me first," Xu Jingming taunted

Oh? Then I must have a good taste of it. Liu Chongyuan, whose physique resembles that of a large bear, is also quite looking forward to it. As professional players, they undergo extensive training and consume a lot, each having a preference for meat.

A shadow descended from above the arena,凝聚成一张巨大面庞俯瞰下方, and spoke: "The match begins"

... ...

"Some of the moves are too flashy, your footwork is weak, and your marksmanship is average," Xu Jingming commented. Such an opponent is not worth him donning full armor, yet martial arts competitions allow for no carelessness, as a moment's negligence could lead to a lifetime of regret

With a bang, the long spear in the hands of the second-place high school student was also sent flying the moment it made contact with Xu Jingming's spear. Even with preparation, trying hard to grip it tightly and to release the force was futile

Bang

"Senior Brother, what brings you here?" Xu Jingming said with a surprised smile. The person before him was named Fang Xinglong, the owner of the Starry Sky Fighting Gym! The Starry Sky Fighting Gym is a top-tier fighting gym in Binhai City, with a building area exceeding 11,000 square meters. Xu Jingming, as a professional martial arts athlete, could not afford such an investment; he was invited to serve as the gym's master.

Everyone else stood aside, Feng Yu came first, and Liu Hao prepared said Xu Jingming

The other ten team members felt the pressure exerted by Xu Jingming, while also being eager to take on the challenge

"Yes, Coach," the eleven team members replied in unison, clearly all of them were convinced and admired Xu Jingming.

The dull sound of a collision was the sound of the gun barrel striking, as the long gun in Feng Yu's hand was directly thrown away.

Xu Jingming hurried to take a shower after two hours of training. Although he was a coach, he was already soaked through. However, he was accustomed to it; in martial arts training, it was quite common for clothes to become soaked, wrung out, and then soaked again.

The notorious gunman Xu Jingming is most famous for his ultimate move, the 'Shadowless Stab', but in the face of us, there is no need to resort to such extraordinary skills

Cold weapon combat, without sharp edges, and wrapped in a cushioning material, yet the impact force remains terrifying. Without professional equipment, it can be lethal.

Is this the gun demon