The shocking scene before their eyes left everyone speechless. Kura was staring with wide eyes, while the female soldiers' eyes were filled with countless little stars. Feng Yi had already displayed his power. As for autographs, such a thought might as well be washed away with sleep. reveal one's secrets and then ask for an autograph? Insane.

That night, the training base was far from its usual peace. During cleanup time, at dinner time, even sleep wasn't undisturbed. Despite the inspections, there were still people discussing the instructor's true identity under their covers. Veteran soldiers speculated that the instructor might be an ace warrior invited by the FCA. His move was so cool that if they could learn it, they would be able to charm any 'Little Beauty'.

The second day was dedicated to body technique training. It's simple to understand a Mecha, but to truly operate one is a skill. Most mainstream Mechas are made according to the structure of the human body, although there are beast-shaped Mechas, they are in the minority. Therefore, to skillfully use a Mecha, one must understand oneself and know how to use body techniques.

However, Feng Yi's classes are not known for their rote memorization, typical of military training. Everyone has a unique teaching style, and his is cleverly using vivid stories as metaphors that hit the nail on the head every time. This simple and easy-to-understand way is particularly popular.

Body Techniques, to put it simply, is hand-to-hand combat. If you're at a disadvantage against a strong opponent, you need to find their weak spots. At such times, you should consider taking them down quickly and unexpectedly. The same tactic applies to Mechas. Lighter models generally have the upper hand as Mechas are designed based on human biomechanics. The force you can exert has a direct effect on the attack power of the Mecha.

Of course, there are no absolutes. The concepts Feng Yi introduced were just a broad theory. And the battlefield, after all, is a complex environment. As for those 'experts' who say one thing and do another, to hell with them. Their so-called 'drilled down' analyses are as redundant as farting through the trousers. Real battlefields hardly ever offer choices.

So, from the start, one should know themselves inside and out. There's no 'supreme Mecha', just the style that suits you best. Otherwise, the government wouldn't create unique models for the elite Red Cloaks. Everyone listened to Feng Yi's explanations with great interest.

As for issues of basic competence, such as military boxing and other introductory courses, the God's Thorn warriors didn't need teaching. These basics are already second nature to them. What Feng Yi wanted to teach them was to forget everything and start anew. In a top-notch battle, when the abilities are well-matched, what makes the difference is not hand speed, model, or even the weapon. It's the soul, experience, faith, and the momentum to march forward.

For example, when someone throws a punch at you, you should consider how to prevent him from punching, not how to evade it. The best defense is an offense. Feng Yi's combat style is never lacking in offense. Although the Revenge Shadow Rider mainly focuses on defense, it's just a game. His constant defense is just a relentless effort to improve himself.

In this world, the attack skills of the Revenge Shadow Rider could rightfully be deemed diverse and hard to defend against. Perhaps not even an ace pilot could guarantee to come out unscathed under the onslaught of the Revenge Shadow Rider. So, attacking is critically important for a warrior.

In the afternoon's practical course, Feng Yi divided the massive team into eight groups. His command was simple: 1v1 knockout rounds. He wanted to sift out the top hand-to-hand combat experts.

Upon hearing the afternoon's training, the soldiers immediately became eager to try. Everyone was rubbing their hands in anticipation, exchanging glances full of competitiveness. Deep down, they knew that while they were comrades during training, no one truly respected the others. Being here meant they were already excellent soldiers. When it came to real combat, whoever hesitated was a loser. Little Beauty was closely watching the male comrades, Zhang Xiaobo felt like he was the center of attention. He couldn't help but feel like a soft persimmon that was easy to squeeze.

As luck would have it, the 'Tiger', who was placed in the 66th group, was paired with a woman - a truly beautiful woman. This was a New Human. Kydis came from a family of Ancient Martial Arts. She had exquisitely delicate features, with semi-drooped pink hair behind her eyes that were enchanting like sapphires, flickering and shining. This was in striking contrast to the Space Crystal shimmering with a blue halo beneath the white collarbone.

Feng Yi, who was watching the fight from the side, deliberately paired 'Tiger' with Kydis. Despite 'Fatty' looking like a one-trick pony, his actual combat prowess was exceptional among this elite force.

The reason for pairing 'Fatty' with Kydis was rather simple. Feng Yi believed that a regular soldier wouldn't serve as an adequate opponent for this woman, given his acquaintance with the warriors' capabilities was rather recent and vague.

People like Balun, who didn't know how to hold back, or Old Smoke, who lacked endurance, were not deemed suitable. Daphne's combat abilities were considered low, and Elvis was the same. Although Feng Yi wasn't entirely sure, he had a bizarre feeling about Kydis which he couldn't quite pinpoint.

"Damn, a rich foreign girl." Fatty chuckled, gloating slightly. "Hey girl, what's your name?"

Kydis opened her mouth, and her lips seemingly shaped the word 'loser.'

"What? Kydis?"

The female soldiers watching the battle by Kydis's side were laughing heartily. "Silly Fatty, she's calling you a loser."

Fatty became enraged at once. "Well said, wonderful indeed. You dare to despise me? I love hitting women. Come at me, girl." Despite Fatty's bluster, he adopted an unaffected stance, making him look comical. This funny figure caused a cheer in the back row…

"Take this!" Kydis made the first move. She was swift and agile, closing the distance like a swift swallow.

But her opponent was faster. Fatty decided to trust himself, and instead of retreating, he advanced. As he saw her attack coming, he launched a violent offensive between the legs, or rather a low-handed triple attack.

Luckily, Kydis was agile enough. Was his opponent trying to rip off her pants? She turned her body, easily evading him. But then Fatty, like a mad dog, reached out both of his arms for a bear hug, seemingly intent on ripping off her clothes.

It was hard to dodge such a lateral grab. It seemed she was about to fall into his clutches, but at the last moment, Kydis flipped back deftly like a swallow.

A miss...? Even the second grab failed. The frustrated Fatty, still lunging forward due to inertia, wasn't about to give up. He had a warrior's perseverance and awareness. Seeing that the bear hug wouldn't work, he used all his strength to lunge forward, hoping at least to catch a hold of her pants leg.

Instead, he ended up with her shoe in his hand. No matter how agile Kydis was, the loss of her shoe led to her balance being thrown off, and she stumbled backward several steps, almost falling.

Kydis looked at the people around her and then at Fatty, her face streaked with red.… Her lips, bitten till they bruised, were purple. This fatty was not only disgusting for his opponents, but also for himself.

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