Chapter 81

Just with a grip, there were a few "crack" sounds, and Chen Yang's hand bones actually broke.

With his hand bones being crushed, the pain was immense. Cold sweat covered Chen Yang's forehead, and he let out a muffled groan. His left hand, unwilling to give in, continued to throw punches, aiming for Cruz's eyes.

This showed that Chen Yang's pain tolerance was several times greater than that of an ordinary person. Under such severe injuries, he could still continue to counterattack, which was not something an ordinary person could do.

However, facing Cruz, this virtual consciousness, such a counterattack seemed too weak. The sudden attack just now didn't even make him flinch, let alone this follow-up strike.

Holding Chen Yang's right hand, which had broken bones, Cruz gave a light tug, causing Chen Yang's body to involuntarily shift. Not only did his punch miss, but his body was also pulled to the ground.

"Brave, but too foolish."

Cruz shook his head and said, "Stand up. Next, I will attack your neck. Please protect this part of your body."

What a despicable bastard!

Enduring the pain of his broken hand bones, Chen Yang suddenly curled up his entire body, burying his head in his chest. Since Cruz said he would attack his neck, he would cover this part to see how he would attack!

However, Chen Yang's thoughts were too simple. He thought that by curling up his body, others couldn't hit his neck. In the end, Cruz just bent down, reached his hand through the gap in Chen Yang's body, and fiercely grabbed Chen Yang's throat. A grab and a pull, and both suffocation and intense pain came at once.

"Ugh..."

The trachea was violently compressed, and Chen Yang's vagus nerve and phrenic nerve were stimulated, immediately causing reflexive breathing difficulties and diaphragm spasms. Being hit in such a vital area, even with Chen Yang's pain tolerance far exceeding that of an ordinary person, the obstruction of venous return and brain hypoxia caused by the neural reflex made his head spin, and he was unable to resist.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Seeing Chen Yang's face turn purple, Cruz finally released the pressure on his trachea.

"Mr. Chen Yang, please remember the importance of the throat area. Next, I will attack your abdomen."

"Cough, cough... Wait... wait..."

Coughing so hard that tears almost came out, but it couldn't stop Cruz from continuing.

In the next fifteen minutes, to make Chen Yang truly understand the importance of the body's vital areas, Cruz struck each of these areas one by one.

After all these attacks, Chen Yang collapsed on the ground, with multiple fractures all over his body, including his hand bones, leg bones, ribs, and nose. Half of his teeth were knocked out, his spleen was damaged, and his stomach was bleeding.

Such severe injuries, but because Chen Yang's current simulated physical condition was the same as in reality, he was still barely alive, struggling to keep his swollen eyes open to look at Cruz.

"Alright, the first lesson is over."

Cruz clapped his hands, and Chen Yang was surprised to find that the pain in his body was rapidly fading, and even the severe injuries were recovering at a visible speed. In just a few seconds, he was back to his original state.

Standing up, Chen Yang was not happy about this phenomenon.

He wasn't stupid. Seeing this, he immediately understood why the right hand was so ruthless in training him. The reason was right here.

If he could recover to his original state at any time after being injured, there was no need to hold back. The training would be as quick and intense as possible. Whether Chen Yang would feel intense pain during the process was not a concern for the right hand.

In fact, this method was indeed effective. After personally experiencing the pain of being attacked in these vital areas, Chen Yang quickly and firmly remembered every weak spot on his body and how to launch effective attacks to cause the greatest pain.

He remembered, and he couldn't forget even if he wanted to.

Extending this thought, if every classroom in Chinese schools had a machine gun, and students who didn't study hard were shot, teachers and parents wouldn't have to worry about students' grades. Instead, they would have to worry about whether Tsinghua and Peking Universities could accommodate so many students.

"Alright, let's start the second lesson."

Cruz asked Chen Yang to sit cross-legged.

"Regarding the content of the second lesson, I will teach you some basic combat techniques to prevent you from being helpless in special situations when Commander Ross is dormant."

"The teaching time for the second lesson is initially estimated to be thirty-six hours. Please prepare."

"Wait, Instructor!"

Chen Yang raised his hand.

"If you have any questions, please speak."

"Is this basic combat technique Judo? To be honest, Judo's practical combat ability is not high. Can we change to something else?"

Chen Yang had no particular fondness for Judo. Even if he was forced to learn combat techniques, he wanted to change the instructor. This Tom Cruz instructor was too ruthless, and had any conscience at all?

"Human combat techniques, regardless of how they are classified, have only one fundamental purpose: how to effectively subdue and kill the opponent. So whether it's Judo or other combat techniques, they all ultimately lead to the same goal: subduing and killing the opponent!"

"Commander Ross has already collected most of the combat videos from the internet and combined them with human medical knowledge and personal scans of the human body structure to create this basic combat technique. After learning it, Mr. Chen Yang, you will be able to kill someone in one second and face the attack of twenty to fifty people alone."

Cruz's words left Chen Yang stunned. When he heard about killing someone in one second, he was shocked to the core.

He wasn't afraid of learning such techniques, but he deeply suspected whether Cruz would apply the technique of killing someone in one second to him during the lesson.

Referring to the first lesson a few minutes ago, Chen Yang no longer had any doubts; he was certain.

At this moment, Chen Yang had the impulse to run away again.

It wasn't his fault for wanting to run. Anyone who experienced such abuse would be afraid and terrified. It was only because he had been severely abused by the right hand in the past that his mind hadn't been shattered by the recent attacks. But this wasn't something to be proud of.

"First, I will explain the difference between street fighting and ring fighting."

Cruz lightly stretched out his hand, and the air suddenly rippled. A virtual screen appeared in the air.

Chen Yang was already in a virtual environment, so he wasn't surprised by the air projection. Instead, he focused his eyes on the screen.

After Cruz finished speaking, the virtual screen began to play a video.

The video recorder seemed to be a surveillance camera in a subway. A foreign muscular man was provoked by a few hooligans, and during the fight, the hooligans beat him to death with bottles.

The few videos played were all similar. Chen Yang seemed to understand something.

"In the videos just played, one is a black belt in Karate, one is a Sanda expert, and one is a Judo athlete. Do you know what they have in common?"

"Common points?"

Chen Yang thought for a moment, "They all followed the rules and didn't hit as hard as those hooligans."

Rough words, but the logic was sound. Chen Yang's words made Cruz nod. "Not bad. One, they had reservations and didn't hit hard. Two, although they learned combat techniques, these rule-bound techniques are just a form of combat game."

"The combat techniques you will learn are different from these rule-bound techniques. They are a truly unrestricted death game..."

"But Instructor, don't you think even the highest martial arts are afraid of kitchen knives? As I said before, since modern society has guns, why not use guns directly? Why go to the trouble of learning combat techniques?"

Chen Yang raised this question again.

"As you said, guns are indeed powerful weapons, but..."

"First, in modern society, you can't always carry a gun. Second, in future lessons, I will teach you how to use various firearms, but the foundation of the body is the most basic. Third..."

Cruz's face suddenly showed a sinister smile. "Who told you that Commander Ross's combat techniques are as simple and useless as what Earth people learn?" (New week, please give some recommendations. Also, the book's release is still far off. The strong push at the end of this month is out of the question, sigh.)

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