Chapter 5: Basic Martial Arts

Chapter 5: Basic Martial Arts

Lin Zhiqin's move instantly captivated the entire venue.

The youths who had displayed improper attitudes immediately straightened up their faces and became more earnest.

Even Lu Yuan, watching from a distance, was somewhat astonished.

In his previous life, he read in novels about martial artists having different levels of strength, with distinctions like Mingjin, Anjin, and Huajin. Their strikes were described as sometimes sounding like firecrackers, sometimes like thunder, and sometimes completely silent.

Now, he was witnessing it for real.

The sound of Lin Zhiqin's recent strike indeed echoed like a firecracker, quite fascinating.

"I wonder how the strength of martial artists is categorized in this world. Is Lin Zhiqin considered strong?"

Lu Yuan compared Lin Zhiqin to the coach with great admiration, the coach from the Qin family who had given him immense pressure at the martial arts gym yesterday.

He felt that the latter might be more formidable.

Although Lin Zhiqin's gaze was sharp, it didn't give him the spine-chilling feeling that made him want to jump, unlike the coach from the Qin family.

However, his feelings might not be accurate because he was a complete outsider.

"Before practicing punching techniques on the wooden post, you should all practice empty strikes until you're proficient."

After Lin Zhiqin finished speaking, he formally began the class.

As he promised, he first taught everyone the methods and techniques of strength training.

This part was relatively simple, involving exercises commonly practiced in school physical education classes. These included plank support, sit-ups, leg lifts while lying on your back, sit-ups, push-ups, etc., targeting various muscle groups in the body.

Lin Zhiqin had everyone do each exercise once, corrected some of their mistakes, and then said, "You can practice these exercises on your own when you go back. Start with two or three sets for each exercise. As your physical fitness improves, gradually increase the training intensity. If you need equipment, the gym training hall is always available for your use.

Next, I'll teach you basic combat movements."

Upon hearing Lin Zhiqin's last sentence, everyone's spirits rose, and Lu Yuan also became excited.

Many people had enrolled in the martial arts class, anticipating this moment.

"For the first phase of the course, you need to learn basic boxing techniques, leg techniques, and footwork. I will teach each of these movements to everyone."

Lin Zhiqin didn't waste any time and started right away.

"The basic movements of combat boxing include swinging fist, stabbing fist, vibrating fist, and straight hook punch... Among them, the swinging fist is divided into left swinging fist, left swinging fist to the head, and left swinging fist to the abdomen."

While explaining, Lin Zhiqin demonstrated each movement.

His punches weren't particularly fast, but when strung together, they gave Lu Yuan a dizzying sensation.

Although the basic boxing movements seemed few, when broken down, there were quite a few of them.

Lu Yuan instinctively wanted to take out his phone to record a video, afraid that he wouldn't remember everything.

However, when he reached for his pocket, he remembered that his martial arts uniform didn't have pockets, and his phone was currently in the locker.

Fortunately, after Lin Zhiqin finished the demonstration, he said, "Next, I will break down each movement and teach everyone. Once you've learned all the movements, you can practice on your own."

Next was the breakdown of movements.

Lu Yuan had an intelligence score of 10, with a good memory. Lin Zhiqin's detailed instructions allowed him to easily remember each boxing movement.

The only difficulty he encountered was his low strength and physical attributes. Many movements, though clear in his mind, deformed immediately when executed.

Clearly, he wasn't the only one with this issue; many people faced the same challenge. Only one person performed the movements more accurately and proficiently.

"Have you practiced before?" Lin Zhiqin asked the person who performed the best, a slightly naive-looking youth.

The latter didn't deny it, openly admitting, "I practiced boxing for a while in another gym. However, the coach there wasn't skilled enough. I knocked him down after three months of training."

While saying this, a hint of pride appeared on the young man's face.

Lin Zhiqin didn't say much, just nodded faintly, indicating that he would continue to observe his performance. If he qualified, he might be allowed to join the second-phase course early.

After the breakdown of all the movements, it was time for free practice.

At first, everyone practiced earnestly, but when Lin Zhiqin left the training room for a moment, the group of people with bun hairstyles started joking and laughing again.

"Siqi, how does my punch look? Can it knock the manager's glasses askew?"

"Haha, I recorded that. I'll show it to the manager later."

"Don't do that; you're ruining my life."

"Buy me dinner, or else someone will have bad luck."

As one of the few females in the entire class, the girl with the bun hairstyle naturally attracted some attention with her movements. She seemed to enjoy the constant attention from many people.

However, Lu Yuan only felt it was noisy.

"Maybe I should try using 'Absolute Focus'?"

Suddenly, a thought popped into Lu Yuan's mind.

Although "Absolute Focus" was a skill under the "Student" profession, its utility wasn't limited to just studying.

Thinking about it, he decided to give it a try.

"Activate, 'Absolute Focus'!"

In an instant, all the noisy sounds around Lu Yuan quickly faded away.

The buzzing flies disappeared.

In Lu Yuan's mind, only the basic boxing movements remained. His brain operated rapidly, like an efficient and precise machine, commanding his body to continuously swing and punch, striving to approach the perfect standard stored in his memory.

"I understand. I will remember to pick up my son."

Lin Zhiqin hung up the phone, adjusted his martial arts uniform, and turned back towards the training room where he came from.

His mood wasn't particularly good.

Guiding new students was a tedious and boring task, especially when dealing with troublemakers who showed indifference and disrespect during the class.

Typically, such tasks were assigned to young coaches and ordinary martial arts disciples.

However, due to recent family issues and a sudden increase in financial pressure, he was burdened every day and had to put aside his pride to take up such work.

"Haha, Sun Fei, are you using the King Eight Fist? When the coach comes back and sees the movements he taught turned into this, he'll be furious!"

"Wow! This punch looks really cool!"

"Darn, Zhang Shibin, are you serious?"

Just as Lin Zhiqin approached the door, he heard the noise from inside.

He couldn't help but furrow his brows, and his mood worsened.

So, he stopped at the entrance and coughed heavily twice.

"Quick, the coach is back!"

Seeing him, the group that had just been playing and watching the excitement quickly dispersed, adopting postures for boxing movements.

Lin Zhiqin remained expressionless, and his sharp gaze swept over the students who had just caused a ruckus, deliberately using his martial artist aura to give them a greater sense of oppression.

When the expressions on their faces became awkward, and their movements gradually became awkward, he slowly retracted his aura.

"Maybe I'll let them practice on their own for this class and go have tea with old Liu."

Lin Zhiqin planned to turn a blind eye to the situation.

However, just as he was about to casually pick a couple of people to give some guidance and then leave, something caught his attention in a corner.

"This..."

Lin Zhiqin's gaze fixed on a person, showing a faint surprise in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)