Chapter 84 of 100
Chapter 84
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If your strength is inferior to others, then the best way to attack is to ambush.
However, Ye Wan said that one cannot always be in a position of initiative. Ambushing is important, but if you only focus on how to ambush, it can only be considered a trick.
Qingchen continuously tried offensive moves, completely without fatigue.
He held a genuine switchblade in his hand, and his opponent was not just air, but the flesh-and-blood Ye Wan.
Ye Wan was like a mountain; no matter how fiercely Qingchen attacked, he could easily defend.
If the first step is to identify the vital points,
then the second step is to use tactics.
In theory, there are not many angles from which to stab the spleen; there are only a few.
But what Ye Wan taught him was how to feign his intentions, making the opponent misjudge the position he was about to attack, thus opening the path to the spleen.
"If you directly expose your intentions, you will always be at a disadvantage in battle," Ye Wan said. "When your strength is not enough to overwhelm someone, then feinting is your most effective killing technique."
Qingchen was thoughtful.
He had previously thought it was simple, just practicing straight and diagonal thrusts.
But he didn't expect that Ye Wan would teach him tactics.
For example, how to skillfully apply force to slash at the opponent's neck, and in the instant the opponent makes a defensive move, use the waist and elbow to change the trajectory of the dagger and stab into the spleen.
Ye Wan taught him over sixty such tactics.
Among them, more than ten included two feints.
Ye Wan said, "You must remember, combat is always unpredictable. Look at many tactical knife masters; they can make several moves in a second, but only one is the real attack."
Close combat is the most dangerous psychological game.
What Ye Wan could do was teach Qingchen these practical tactics, giving him the most basic killing skills within two days.
What Qingchen needed to do was to remember all of this in his mind.
The third and final step: practical combat.
Just knowing it in your mind is not enough. Ye Wan believed that Qingchen must also clearly understand what his body can do.
How much strength and speed he has, he must have a clear understanding.
Knowing the enemy is not enough; you must also know yourself.
This kind of all-out training exhausted Qingchen in just three hours.
Adding to that, he had stood by the window for the first half of the night, and by 9 a.m., he was already somewhat sluggish.
At this point, it had been 2 hours and 40 minutes since the mealtime.
The prisoners gradually realized something was wrong and started banging on the alloy doors frantically.
No matter how they banged, no one responded.
It was as if everyone's doors were broken.
Among them, Guo Huchan was the most aggressive, seemingly trying to break the door down.
It was only when Li Shutong warned him at his door that the bald giant calmed down.
Guo Huchan laughed in his cell and asked enthusiastically, "Boss Li, what secret operation are you conducting? Tell me, or let me out to help you? In the Spades, I'm also a master of strategy."
But Li Shutong ignored him completely.
Gradually, all the prisoners quieted down. They recalled the fear of the previous night and suddenly felt that the prison seemed different.
These were all serious criminals, and more than half had been here for over five years.
They had never experienced such a strange situation before.
However, they didn't realize that all of this was just because a young man needed to face a crisis, and his teacher was trying to buy him some time, that's all.
When Ye Wan said they could take a break, Qingchen fell to the ground and fell asleep immediately.
Lin Xiaoxiao came over with a tray, saw the flame patterns on Qingchen's face gradually disappear, and then carried him away: "Don't let the prisoners out yet. If only Qingchen doesn't come out to eat, it will raise suspicion. We'll announce the meal when he wakes up."
Ye Wan nodded: "But he will definitely sleep until dinner, and the prisoners will miss two meals."
Lin Xiaoxiao laughed and said, "It's fine. Boss said they won't die from missing two meals."
Actually, when Qingchen first met Li Shutong and the others, they had already adopted a relatively friendly attitude.
He had yet to experience the other side of the Knights and the Heng Society.
The cold and cruel side.
...
By dinner time, all the alloy gates of the cells opened when Qingchen woke up.
During the meal, the prisoners were all cautious and dared not make a sound, fearing they might cause trouble and be used for practice again at night.
What if... this time it wasn't just talk?
After the meal, the prison's broadcast notified everyone to return to their cells, and the prisoners all complied.
Li Shutong looked at Qingchen with interest: "How is it? Have you grasped the basics?"
Qingchen thought for a moment: "It's okay. The role of memory and thinking in combat is greater than I imagined. The auxiliary breathing technique training time was a bit short, and my physical condition is still lacking. I will train harder in the future."
Even though the auxiliary breathing technique training for one day could equal half a month for others, his training time was still too short. At most, it had been a little over ten days.
This was even with his training volume exceeding Ye Wan's plan.
Lin Xiaoxiao looked at Ye Wan: "How is his training progress by your standards?"
Ye Wan thought for a moment and said, "Compared to ordinary people, he is far superior. For example, when I first learned the tactical knife routine, it took me three months to reach his level. The super memory state is indeed terrifying. If he practices tonight and tomorrow, killing a person won't be a problem."
"What are the drawbacks?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked.
Ye Wan replied, "The drawback is that practical combat experience is still too little, and the techniques are too formulaic. It's fine against ordinary people, but against true experts, he will suffer a great loss. This must be overcome through insight."
Just like when Qingchen played chess with Li Shutong, even though he had mastered the changes in the chess moves, he still couldn't beat Li Shutong sometimes.
He could have won, but was always forced into a draw.
This was also why he didn't participate in the chess tournament initially.
Ye Wan looked at Qingchen and smiled, "Did you sleep well?"
"Sleep well, can continue," Qingchen nodded, and the breathing technique had already rejuvenated him.
"Come, let's practice," Lin Xiaoxiao said cheerfully.
He then stood in the middle of the field and gestured to Qingchen.
Qingchen thought for a moment, then suddenly exerted force in his legs and lunged forward, his switchblade swiftly aiming for Lin Xiaoxiao's thigh.
Lin Xiaoxiao laughed, "This feint is too childish... Ouch! Almost got caught off guard!"
Qingchen's dagger pierced his leg, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and caught the blade with two fingers, or he would have been bleeding.
Qingchen was stunned. Lin Xiaoxiao had previously said he wasn't a combat type, but rather a functional type.
But even so, his ability to catch the blade with two fingers was incredible.
The gap between a superhuman and an ordinary person is insurmountable. Only a superhuman can engage in close combat with another superhuman.
Or those combat masters with the most advanced mechanical limbs.
At this moment, Lin Xiaoxiao angrily said, "Didn't you say to focus on the spleen? You had the strength in your waist, why didn't you lift the blade? What about the feint and the fake move?"
Li Shutong smiled at Ye Wan, "How is his insight?"
Ye Wan replied, "I was not as good as him."
"Continue practicing, don't slack off," Li Shutong laughed and went to the reading area.
"Okay, the training effect is already sufficient. It's time to teach him how to ambush," Ye Wan responded.