Israel's Maga was a special military hand-to-hand combat system. It was a compulsory course for the United States FBI, as well as a compulsory combat technique for the country's military and law enforcement departments. It was now widely used in military and police departments around the world.
The Grandmaster Maga Skill that the system had rewarded was not a random name given by the system. This fighting skill was indeed divided into four levels: Beginner, Intermediate, Expert, and Grandmaster.
The entire set of maga techniques involved unarmed defense, defense against machine attacks, handling attacks from any location and direction, movement in any possible narrow environment, and physical and psychological control.
It could be said to be a comprehensive application of a set of modern fighting techniques, and it was extremely practical.
If he relied on his own practice, even with the system, he would need a lot of time and energy to master the grandmaster-level Maga technique. Moreover, he would lack actual combat experience.
Now that he could obtain such an ability by completing a mission, even if Chen Yi felt that something was wrong, he would still shout that it was delicious.
To be honest, 200 sets of Military Boxing was not too difficult, but the standard required by the system was more troublesome. This made Chen Yi pay attention to every move and stance, and he could not punch too fast.
Otherwise, if one of the 16 movements of the Military Boxing went wrong, they would have to repeat the same set. This was very tiring and could easily cause a mental breakdown.
Chen Yi was also quite glad that the system had rewarded him with the Maga technique. This set of special military fighting techniques could be said to be like a fish in water in the modern world. If he was given a set of traditional martial arts like Bajiquan, it would really be a show. He could only show off and not use it in actual combat.
It was not that Chen Yi looked down on traditional martial arts, but it was really out of date.
All modern fighting techniques required the hands to be placed on the head to protect the skull, while traditional martial arts almost all required the hands to be placed on the torso. This was completely illogical.
Could it be that the ancient people were stupid and didn't know how to protect their heads? Of course not. It was mainly because traditional martial arts were used to kill people. No one would kill with their bare hands. Killing required weapons.
For example, in the Xingyi Fist, one hand was placed in front of him and the other at his waist. The punch relied on his waist to exert strength. This posture was very unscientific in bare-handed combat, but if one held a cold weapon spear, one would find that this posture was especially coordinated. Those fist techniques all became killing techniques.
For example, the Eight Trigrams Palm required the two hands to circle around. These postures seemed redundant, but if one held a weapon like the Ziwu Yuanyang Axe, they would find that the Eight Trigrams Palm had become a killing technique.
For example, the earliest masters of Wing Chun used different postures because Wing Chun required the combination of eight slashes.
Bajiquan, on the other hand, required one to hold a shield in the left hand and a knife in the right. The ancient Bajiquan moves were used to kill enemies on the battlefield. It was actually true that there were eight extremes in martial arts.
In ancient times, there was a ban, and there were not many weapons for you to practice with. Naturally, the postures were simplified into fist techniques, and they were passed down from sect to sect.
Therefore, it was not that these Chinese martial arts were useless, but that they were not suitable for this era. How could killing techniques be used in the arena? After all, weapons were not allowed in the arena.
In this era, there was no need to use cold weapons to fight. Everyone used hot weapons. If Chinese martial arts wanted to develop, they could only change.
Daren, times have changed.
Chen Yi thought about all this while slowly practicing his military boxing.
Putting aside the rewards, he realized that he had already mastered the Military Boxing.
Two hundred sets of Military Boxing would be extremely fast if they were just casually practiced, but if they were to take every move seriously, by the time Chen Yi finished practicing, it would be almost dawn.
[Mission completed. Reward: Grandmaster Israel Maga.】
As the system notification sounded, Chen Yi, who was almost dumbfounded by the military boxing, relaxed.
F * ck, it was finally over!
In an instant, Chen Yi felt that his body possessed extremely strong fighting instincts, and a set of fighting techniques and knowledge appeared in his mind.
The reward from the system was indeed awesome. This set of Maga techniques was not a coaching technique, but a skill that seemed to have been mastered by military police from all over the world in countless actual combat.
Standing in the guest room, Chen Yi scanned his surroundings and had a plan of how he should respond and counterattack if an enemy appeared in front of him and he attacked from a 360-degree random angle.
This Maga spell did not allow a person to have the inhuman ability to dodge bullets, but it gave Chen Yi a great sense of security. It allowed him to know how to accurately deal with those vicious criminals.
Why would a rich man have bodyguards? It was because he did not have a sense of security, and Chen Yi's sense of security was simply bursting.
As long as the difference in physique was not too great or there was a 1v100 situation, Chen Yi was confident that he could easily subdue anyone he faced.
After all, this was the knowledge and instinct of countless theoretical masters and actual practitioners who had accumulated their lifetime of experience and skills.
Unfortunately, although people's physiques are different, I can't do such an exaggerated battle record of one against a hundred.
"Phew…I'm just too f * cking tired.”
After taking a shower in the hotel, Chen Yi couldn't catch up on sleep. Military training always required him to wake up very early. He had applied for leave from Heavenly King Li. In order not to cause trouble for Heavenly King Li, Chen Yi directly checked out and drove his Ferrari to school.
By the time Chen Yi returned to the dormitory, the three people in the dormitory had already woken up. When they saw Chen Yi return, the three of them were shocked.
"F * ck, boss, where did you go? Such heavy dark circles."
"Little Bean, you little virgin, do you really not know or are you pretending not to understand? What do you think Boss can do when he doesn't come home at night?”
Wang Anqi, a veteran cadre, smiled wretchedly.
"Boss, your stamina is really good. I fell asleep in bed yesterday, and you still ran out to have fun?”
Jia Yibo gave Chen Yi a thumbs up in admiration.
Yesterday, many people had been trained like dead dogs. Chen Yi had even run three laps more than them. They did not expect that he would not rest after coming back and continue to go out for fun, even if he came back with dark circles under his eyes.
This might be a master of time management.
Sigh, I really didn't go out to have fun. I practiced 200 sets of military boxing in the hotel room.
Chen Yi was too lazy to explain, but he had no way to do so. He simply scolded with a smile,"…You still have the strength to talk. Let's go. We'll probably gather for a morning run later.”
The instructor had already started to whistle in the corridor.
On this day, Chen Yi dragged his tired body through another day of military training. When he returned, he was also sleeping soundly.
The fifteen days of military training passed quickly.
Chen Yi felt that the only thing he gained from the military training was that all the girls in the first year seemed to know him. Wherever he went, there were girls who greeted him.
It's a pity that modern times are not as good as ancient times. Otherwise, the entire school would be my harem.
Chen Yi thought smugly.
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