Chapter 982 Playing in the Gym

Fighting is the most basic training subject, and shooting is a training content that everyone must accept, so Yang Yi doesn't even have to watch the training in the junior class.

There are more than a dozen people in a training hall. An instructor will tell you how to deal with any situation. Then ask your assistant or randomly call a student to perform various actions according to his requirements. The instructor will then tell the students what to do. Cope, this kind of training is meaningless to Yang Yi.

The intermediate class is different. The students in the intermediate class are those who really need fighting. For example, operational personnel who are out in the field, or agents in the operations department, they must have relatively high requirements for fighting.

However, the name of CIA's intermediate class is advanced, and the advanced class is called master class, which means it sounds nice.

Yang Yi went directly to an intermediate class.

When Yang Yi arrived, training had just begun.

Unlike learning to fly, which requires a step-by-step course, fighting is a martial art. Everyone who comes here has a certain foundation, and it is likely that they have experienced actual combat. Sometimes they need to improve their fighting skills, so they come midway It is normal to take a training class for a refresher course.

The instructor was not very surprised by Yang Yi's arrival.

"We are going to do the equipment training. Everyone knows that in close combat, there is nothing more swift and deadly than a short knife. A silent and fast short knife is the best weapon when you are performing secret missions. The most powerful weapon is often more effective than a gun."

There were four students in total, including Yang Yi, and there were five. The instructor was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was standing somewhere talking.

This kind of fighting must be practiced by someone. No matter how much you practice alone, it will be useless. Anyone who has learned fighting knows this truth. Therefore, students must practice with each other. It can even be said that, in Sparring in a safe environment is the main reason why these students come to train.

"Next, let's start sparring. I will point out any problems with your movements. Okay, you, and... this new student, let's start first."

The instructor called Yang Yi first, which was normal. He had just arrived and the instructor needed to touch his bottom.

Yang Yi felt that he was not in very good condition, but the purpose of his visit was to move his body, so he stepped forward and took a rubber knife from the shelf.

The knife is specially used for training. It is soft and will definitely not hurt anyone.

Yang Yi stood facing a thirty-year-old man with a knife. There was no need to exchange names. Everyone in this place might be on the field, even if they were from the same unit, but it was better to keep it as mysterious as possible.

"start!"

Yang Yi held the knife in his front hand, and his opponent held the knife in his backhand. After the instructor gave the order, both of them rushed toward each other.

Yang Yi made a fake move, his body swayed, and he stabbed forward with his right hand. He felt like he wanted to stab his opponent in the chest with a knife. Then his opponent's center of gravity moved down, his arms pressed down, and he made a Defensive and offensive moves.

Very good, this opponent is of a good level, so he is stunned. If he meets a rookie in fighting, Yang Yi's fake moves will be meaningless.

Then Yang Yi's fake move suddenly changed. He made a fake move during the high-speed confrontation between the two. After finding that his opponent had taken advantage of his fake move, he immediately stretched his body, stretched and pulled his left hand, and held the knife in his right hand. Slashed across the opponent's neck.

It was a hedging process. After passing by, Yang Yi stood on the spot, but his opponent staggered forward and fell to the ground after taking a few steps.

Yang Yi turned around calmly, he won, he cut his opponent's neck, so of course he won.

After getting up from the ground, Yang Yi's opponent reached out and touched his neck, and then he said with a confused look on his face: "What is this?"

Different from the CIA's fighting system, Yang Yi's technique is a bit too arbitrary. He just cuts his opponent's neck with a wave of his hand. As for how he did it, why he did it, and what kind of fighting method he used, well , no one can see it, not even the instructor.

So this sentence was actually asked to Yang Yi, but the instructor felt that he needed to answer, but he couldn't answer it.

Very embarrassing, okay?

"This student, let's practice sparring."

The instructor casually picked up a training knife, and then he said to the other students: "Have you noticed his characteristics? He is very flexible, more flexible than you. A flexible opponent is very difficult to deal with, especially When holding a knife, a person who is flexible must be relatively weak in strength, but if there is a knife, the disadvantage of weak strength is made up for, and the advantage of flexibility is infinitely magnified."

Yang Yi wanted to express his opinion, but the instructor was already ready.

"Come on, let's give it a try, are you ready?"

The instructor suddenly rushed towards Yang Yi, and the method he chose was to take the initiative.

A knife was stabbed in the abdomen, but the instructor's hand was ready to turn over. If Yang Yi turned sideways to avoid the knife, he would open Yang Yi's stomach with his backhand.

Yang Yi should have turned sideways, either retreated or stayed away from the instructor's knife, but Yang Yi tightened his belly, stretched out his upper body, stretched out his arms, and then directly pressed the tip of the knife against the instructor's throat. Of course, if this was a real knife, the instructor's entire neck would have been pierced, but this was a fake knife, so the knife was pressed against the instructor's neck.

This is too simple for Yang Yi. In the intermediate class, he can't even achieve the purpose of moving his body.

The instructor was stunned, and everyone was stunned.

"What is this? A suicidal counterattack?"

Whether it is a suicidal counterattack or not depends on who is using it. In fighting skills, the action of lengthening the body and straightening the arms is suicidal. But for Yang Yi, this is the simplest, fastest and most direct way, so what? Is there any need to consider the problem of empty gates and leaks? Isn't it just a matter of killing the opponent with one knife and making him die no more?

Yang Yi took back the knife, and then he looked at the instructor and didn't know what to say.

Yang Yi's emotional intelligence is not low, but he really doesn't know what to say at this time.

So in the unspeakable and awkward silence, Yang Yi finally said: "Where is the master class?"

The instructor's face was hard to describe. He said calmly: "Go out, turn right, and go straight. The first training hall you can see."

"Thanks."

Yang Yi put down the knife, bowed slightly to the instructor, and left as if running away.

Although he was not the one who should be ashamed, Yang Yi still felt embarrassed because he wanted to exercise and learn something, but he ended up being kicked out of the gym. For this, he could only say sorry, and then , leave now and never come here again.