Chapter 170 Acceptance

The two inexperienced soldiers were instantly knocked to the ground, one clutching his wrist and the other his chest, groaning in pain.

Zhao Yang took a step back, clasped his hands in a fist and smiled, "Thank you for the courtesy, next team."

The two people in the next team looked at each other and rushed forward. This time, Zhao Yang didn't stand still; he ran a few steps and went to meet them.

He knocked the man down with just two simple punches, demonstrating a steady, accurate, and ruthless style.

One of them was hit on the bridge of his nose and immediately passed out. Lu Shan called two people to carry him into the military medical ward. He covered his face, feeling that he couldn't bear to look at him.

Tell me, tell me, we're both soldiers, so why is there such a big difference between us?

"Next team."

Lin Changning sat there, watching with amusement as the border troops of Daxing taught these petty scoundrels a lesson. It was time to show them the difference between them and real soldiers.

They probably only practiced with a little over a hundred teams that afternoon, but that should be enough. Lin Changning, with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, circled around the group: "Now you know where the gap between you lies, right?"

Most of them were dejected. There were nearly 200 of them, but they were defeated by only 10 people. It was indeed not a glorious thing. No wonder the commander looked down on them.

Two of them were not convinced: one was Lu Shan, and the other was the kid who fought Lin Changning last time.

Lu Shan was alright; he still remembered that Lin Changning was his superior, though his expression showed some resentment. The other man's face was practically overflowing with dissatisfaction.

Lin Changning sneered inwardly. She remembered this kid; he did have some skill, but that was no match for a seasoned veteran.

The essence of kung fu lies in sparring, but a seasoned veteran's strike can be deadly.

To make it clearer for these people, Lin Changning pulled one out: "Do you think you're good at kung fu? You think you could beat them if I went up against you?"

The man had a round face and round eyes, but those round eyes were filled with a wildness: "They are commanders of a thousand households. I think if I were to go up there, I might not be able to defeat them."

Lin Changning stepped aside: "Please go ahead."

This time, Zhao Yang was once again sparring with this person. Zhao Yang didn't waste any words and simply nodded to the person.

Lu Shan stepped forward and stood beside Lin Changning: "This man, Commander Qian, is named Zhou Yuan. His skills are indeed quite good. Did you find him?"

Lin Changning waved his hand: "Don't worry, just wait and see."

Lu Shan nodded and went back to stand with Lin Changning to watch the two practice.

Zhou Yuan's martial arts style was indeed quite methodical. In the early stages, Zhao Yang seemed to be struggling to keep up and was constantly on the defensive. Many people were worried for Zhao Yang, but Lin Changning continued to leisurely drink tea.

Lu Shan frowned: "Commander, aren't you afraid he'll lose?"

Lin Changning spat out a mouthful of tea leaves: "Trust me, we can't lose."

As if to confirm Lin Changning's words, Zhao Yang made a swift move the next moment, his large hands clamping down hard on Zhou Yuan's neck, instantly slamming him to the ground.

With his neck choked and the air becoming increasingly scarce, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but try to pry Zhao Yang's hands off while kicking him.

Zhao Yang remained unmoved, still holding Zhou Yuan firmly, his murderous aura involuntarily emanating from him.

Lin Changning knew that Zhao Yang just wanted to teach him a small lesson, so he did not stop him.

Lu Shan was indeed getting a little anxious: "Commander, if we don't stop them, they'll be strangled to death."

Lin Changning shook his head: "Killing a comrade in the army is a serious crime, and Zhao Yang knows what he's doing."

Zhou Yuan's struggling movements gradually subsided, as if all his strength had been drained. Only then did Zhao Yang release his grip, turn around, and return to Lin Changning's side.

Lin Changning stood up and looked at Zhou Yuan, who was panting heavily, and mocked, "Look at you, it's one thing to be unable to beat me, but you can't even beat a small flag officer from our Daxing. You're really useless. With your pathetic skills, what's there to be dissatisfied about?"

Zhou Yuan paused for a moment. The shadow of suffocation and death was too close. All the arrogance in his eyes had vanished, replaced by fear. He had truly believed that this person was going to kill him.

Zhou Yuan regained some strength and knelt properly at Lin Changning's feet, his head bowed deeply: "This humble one submits!!!"

With the troublemaker in line, the others naturally dared not provoke him. Lin Changning was just about to explain tomorrow's training when Lu Shan suddenly spoke up.

"Commander, I would like to spar with your soldiers and with you."

Zhao Yang's eyes suddenly widened. Wasn't this a slap in the face to their commander? Did they really want to spar with their commander?

Lin Changning looked at Lu Shan speechlessly. Zhao Yang and the others were not familiar with this person, but she had been spending several days with Lu Shan. Lu Shan had previously expressed his desire to spar with her, both openly and subtly.

However, he felt it was inappropriate to beat someone up in public, as it might damage the prestige of the centurion, so he refused.

I never expected that he would still be thinking about it even now. But looking at Lu Shan's sincere gaze, Lin Changning shook his head and smiled.

"Alright, then you can spar with Zhao Yang. If you can beat him, I'll spar with you."

Lu Shan clasped his hands in gratitude and said, "Thank you, Commander."

After they finished talking, the two began their sparring. Zhao Yang got a little carried away. He felt that Lu Shan didn't respect their commander very much. Not to mention that their commander had sent their family out of Daxing despite being seriously injured, he also often sought to improve their lives.

Such a fine commander's authority was not to be challenged in the hearts of the border troops of Daxing.

Zhao Yang's attack was a deadly move, delivering a powerful kick to Lu Shan's chest. Despite his massive size, Lu Shan only took two steps back before regaining his balance, clenching his fists and watching Zhao Yang's sudden surge of fighting spirit with wariness.

They were somewhat baffled by this sudden murderous intent.

Zhao Yang squinted and stared intently at Lu Shan, while the border soldiers behind him also looked rather grim.

Zhao Yang made another move, and Lu Shan met it with a punch. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yang leaned back slightly, dodging Lu Shan's attack, and then tripped Lu Shan with a sweeping leg kick.

As soon as Lu Shan got up, Zhao Yang grabbed a handful of yellow soil from the training ground and threw it hard into Lu Shan's eyes.

Lu Shan felt a sharp pain in his eyes, tears streamed down his face, and he could see nothing at all.

Zhao Yang quickly moved to a different position, then used a sweeping leg to trip the person, followed by a rear naked choke to pin him to the ground, pressing him down hard with his body.

In just over ten seconds, Lu Shan went from struggling to slowly letting go, his mind going completely blank.

Lin Changning's heart skipped a beat. Good heavens, they've even resorted to a naked choke!

This naked choke technique was one he had used in training exercises with the border troops in Daxing. It was very effective; a person would be unconscious in about 10 seconds. So, she generally didn't use it, but later the soldiers below her learned it.

He usually doesn't let others use this move during sparring, but he never expected Zhao Yang to use it here.

"Zhao Yang, let go."