I’m A Wasteland Giant

Chapter 93: Chapter 93 Learning Boxing and The Arrival of Someone from the Arctic Circle

Translator: 549690339

Divine Mystery Camp.

After confirming that there were no more bug-base crystals left for the taking, Wang Dezhen dispatched teams from the Divine Mystery Camp, made up of three to five personnel, tasked to exterminate bugs and collect crystals.

As a result, the whole Divine Mystery Camp seemed very empty.

“A lot of parts of the human body actually possess a lot of power…”

“Try putting your hand naturally on the table, lift a finger and flick it against the table…”

“Now try lifting your wrist and toggling a finger downwards…”

Wang Hu briefly explained to Du Gang and then laughed, “Just try to understand the basics. The human body, in essence, is very powerful, but we just don’t utilize it all most of the time… ”

“For a simple punch, when force is exerted through the wrist, it’s called a ‘Crumbling Fist’…”

While saying this, he stood in his spot, slowly raising his hand to a horizontal level of 120 degrees.

“Pop!”

His fist struck out, emanating a crisp sound.

“When delivering a ‘Crumbling Fist’, you gather energy subtly, releasing it abruptly over a short distance. Its strength is both swift and intense, embodying the classic technique of penetrating power!”

Wang Hu casually said, “Once you’ve mastered the ‘Crumbling Fist’, you can react quickly to any surprise attack and leverage the substantial power for counterblow. You can also utilize the penetrating force of a ‘Crumbling Fist’ for long-impact strikes.”

Du Gang promptly tried mimicking the movement and punched out.

“Boom!”

A dull sound resounded.

Wang Hu shook his head, “That wasn’t a ‘Crumbling Fist.’ The sound of a ‘Crumbling Fist’ is crisp, reflecting the precise application of power. Your energy is too dispersed. If you really mastered the ‘Crumbling Fist’, it wouldn’t sound like that, and its power would certainly be far stronger!”

“Don’t rush your training. I’m going to explain some basics to you. After you understand the theory, then you can start to practice.”

Du Gang nodded; he indeed felt the discrepancy between his punch and Wang Hu’s.

His punch carried greater strength but was diffused, while Wang Hu’s punches, although less forceful, were highly concentrated. In fact, it felt like Wang Hu could generate a sonic boom without exerting much effort.

“When you throw a punch, you can gather strength in different ways: from your wrist, elbow, shoulder, waist, hips, legs, etc. If you master all these, your control and utilization of power will significantly improve.”

Wang Hu laughed, “These are just the basics, to make you understand that various parts of your body can generate power. Once you’ve got this, I’ll teach you the methods to direct the force.”

After pondering briefly, he asked, “What do you think about footwork?”

“Footwork?”

Du Gang laughed, “I’ve seen some on TV, like the Lingering Wave Dance, the Bagua Step, and Inch-Shrinking Step.”

Wang Hu shook his head, “Whether those exist or not, I don’t know. But the footwork I’m going to show you is used for attack as well as evasion!” “Footwork emerges naturally for attack or evasion!”

“I’ve only covered the ‘Crumbling Fist’ just now, but most movements are initiated from the waist or by twisting the hips and taking strength from the ground. This is when footwork comes into play!”

“To put it simply, like in a straight jab, try standing with your right foot forward, left foot behind, maintaining about thirty centimeters between them…

Du quickly positioned himself as instructed.

Wang Hu demonstrated a basic combat posture. One fist was in front while the other behind, the higher fist level with his nose and the lower one protecting his ribs.

“Now stand like me, with your right fist in front, and your left fist at the back…” Upon following Wang Hu’s instructions, Du Gang felt awkward; he seemed like a halted runner and felt very unresponsive.

“Is your waist uncomfortable? Does it feel awkward?”

Seeing Du Gang’s awkward standing posture, Wang Hu laughed, “Try standing with your right foot in front, and your right fist also in front, showing your body’s side. Now does it feel comfortable?”

Indeed, as Du Gang imitated his instructions, his body felt much lighter.

“The initial stance you took could generate power, but could not utilize strengths from your waist, hips, and ground, thus the discomfort…”

“But the stance you’re in now is a standard combat position. It can be adjusted according to specific situations, and it allows you to strike the enemy with most of the power-deployment methods.”

Wang Hu laughed, “As the saying goes, ‘pass the fist, don’t pass the step, pass the step, hit the master.’ The importance of footwork in actual combat is significant…”

“Only through constant practice can you reach a level where your movements follow your thoughts, and your strikes are effective!”

Soon enough, Wang Hu had taught him the simplest methods of putting punch power into form and matching footwork.

“As the saying goes, ‘talk with no action is nothing,’ Maintain these stances and practice every day until it becomes an instinctive reaction!”

“Only when you have mastered all these attack stances and no longer need to think about how to stand, how to exert power, or how to strike, will you truly be considered a novice and know how to throw a punch!”

Even though Du Gang was a sports commander before, he essentially discussed mathematics with the exercise teacher most of the time.

As for these sport-related theories, he wasn’t very knowledgeable. Now, hearing so much practical content, he absorbed it like a sponge.

Originally, he thought that the instructor might talk about some metaphysical, complex, and profound things, but he didn’t expect the explanations to be simple and easy to understand.

He seemed a little excited, “Instructor, if I master these boxing movements, what will I learn next?”

Wang Hu smiled, “Don’t be too ambitious, these skills take time to become instinct, at least half a year… However, after you’ve learned these, I’ll teach you the basic footwork…

Afterwards, Du Gang started practicing combat skills while Wang Hu, from the side, gave instructions, correcting any irregular postures or wrong ways of exerting force.contemporary romance

In just an hour, Du Gang had memorized all the key points of punching, reaching a level where he could perform them smoothly even without an instructor present.

Wang Hu nodded, laughing, “Good job! You have understood these fighting techniques. From now on, it’s only a matter of practicing to proficiency. Practice for at least three hours a day, consistently long-term. I believe you can achieve a level of instinct in at most half a year!”

In truth, half a year was an underestimate, he said it just so he won’t discourage Du Gang’s enthusiasm.

You must know, his talent was considered very good, but even he took a whole year to successfully reach the stage where these fighting skills became instinctual.

Just then, Wang Dezhen walked in slowly with a group of people.

Seeing this, Wang Hu immediately stood at attention, his body straight, and saluted with solemnity.

Wang Dezhen and the others returned the salute and then quickly walked up to Du Gang.

“Du Gang, this is Scientist Lu Zhou from the Arctic Circle…”

As Du Gang turned his head to look, a cultured gentleman dressed in a white lab coat stood there.

“I need to go to the Sky Springs Space Center. It is currently occupied by the bugs so I need a protector…”

“Sky Springs?”

Du Gang muttered.

Sky Springs was in the north, a satellite dispatch base. But by now, it was deserted!

“I know your fees are 50,000 red crystals overnight. As long as you can get me there and back safely, 100,000 red crystals are yours!”

Fifty thousand red crystals was almost similar to his earnings from fighting overnight.

However, fighting overnight or helping a human scientist was the same price, so he had no reason to refuse.

“Okay, when do we leave?”

“Now! “

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