"For now, I can't win." Park Jong-Hwan's smiling face was very calm. "I'll win in the future! But now, he should be the number one recruit in the recruit camp. "
"Number one recruit in Martial Combat? Park Jong-Hwan, you've stayed in a small place like the State of Korea for too long. You don't even know how big the sky is. "
The door was violently pushed open, and Fatty, who looked like a mountain of flesh, squeezed through the door.
"Neo Sumo?" Park Jong-Hwan sneered as he jumped off the bed. "I don't welcome useless fat pigs here. Get out immediately, or don't blame me for being impolite. "
"Fat pig? Really? Don't stand on ceremony? Sure! "The meaty mountain-like man smiled." Come on. You Neo Taekwondo toads in the State of Korea are sitting at the bottom of a well. Do you really think that Bae Seong-Joon is a Martial God? It's just trash … "
"Courting death!" Killing intent erupted from Park Jong-Hwan's eyes. He was unable to use any big moves in the narrow and cramped room, so he directly and efficiently sent a side kick that resembled a great spear thrusting forward!
No Korean martial artist could tolerate insulting the State of Korea's Martial God. He, who had been taught by the State of Korea's Martial God since he was young, could not tolerate others insulting the god in his heart!
Puff …
The war leg was like a spear as it directly pierced into the fleshy man's lower abdomen. The corner of Park Jong-Hwan's mouth curled into a slight smile. Even a cow would be kicked to death by this kick.
"Is this all you've got?" The fleshy man's voice was filled with disdain.
"You …"
Park Jong-Hwan wanted to pull his leg back, but he discovered that the fleshy belly suddenly squeezed and firmly trapped his leg.
"Brat, today I'll let you experience Neo Sumo's Giant Spirit Palm."
The fleshy man's large hand was like the palm of a mighty god from the legends. Park Jong-Hwan was startled and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
Bang!
The glass of the room's window was completely shattered. Park Jong-Hwan spun in the air as he flew out of the window, fainting on the spot.
Instant victory! In just one exchange, he had won in an instant!
Park Jong-Hoon looked up at the fleshy man in horror, as if he was looking at a demon in a temple.
The mountain of flesh man looked at Park Jong-Hwan with a very disdainful expression. "Qin Fen? First Recruit Martial Arts Duel? I, the Neo Sumo wrestler Okamoto Takeshi, will let you know who is the true number one martial king of recruits. "
In the quiet hospital, a window suddenly shattered, and the sound immediately attracted the sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor.
Park Jong-Hwan was in the intensive care ward. If anything were to happen, many people would be implicated.
The young nurse ran to the ICU and pushed the door open. She felt something soft on her palm.
This is? The young nurse looked up and realized that her palm wasn't pressing on the door, but someone's back.
Was he also a soldier? Looking at the mountain of flesh under the military uniform, the young nurse was shocked. She had never seen such a fat soldier in the military camp. He must weigh at least 150 kilograms, right?
"Beautiful lady, what can I do for you?"
Okamoto Takeshi turned around with a courteous smile on his face. His huge and heavy body opened up a path to the room, waking up the young nurse who had fallen into a daze.
The window was broken beyond repair, and glass shards were falling from the windowsill. The wind blew into the room, and the curtains danced without end. Park Jong-Hwan, dressed in a hospital gown, lay quietly on the green grass outside the window.
The young nurse blankly looked at Park Jong-Hwan outside the window, and then looked at the smiling Okamoto Takeshi. "You … you … come …"
"Miss nurse." Park Jong-Hoon interrupted the nurse. His expression was very solemn, and his voice was low. "This is a spar between martial artists. My little brother can't blame others for his loss. Calling the hospital guards will only damage the integrity of our Neo Taekwondo. Alright, go call someone to help my little brother change to a different ward. "
The young nurse looked at Park Jong-Hoon in disbelief. Nine out of ten people in the Federation practiced martial arts, but there weren't many who thought like this.
After a brief daze, the young nurse turned around and quickly left the room. The world of these so-called young experts wasn't something ordinary people could understand.
"Okamoto Takeshi, don't be too happy." Park Jong-Hoon looked at the mountain of flesh man. "My little brother's injuries haven't healed yet. Defeating an injured martial artist isn't something to be proud of."
The corner of Okamoto Takeshi's mouth rose. His expression was somewhat proud, but also somewhat disdainful. "I didn't use my full strength against him."
With a prideful tone, Okamoto Takeshi turned around and squeezed his mountain of flesh body out the door.
Several medical personnel passing by were somewhat astonished as they watched Okamoto Takeshi leave. This man, who was like a mountain of flesh, moved without the slightest hint of being slow or strenuous. His walking speed was very fast, and in this hallway where it was easy to transmit echoes, not a trace of his footsteps could be heard.
"Qin Fen? A person whose name I've never heard of can be an expert? "Okamoto Takeshi walked out of the hospital. He tilted his head and smiled." Third Company, Second Battalion, Seventy-Fifth Regiment, right? It seems to be in this direction. "
With this said, Okamoto Takeshi took large strides and quickly disappeared outside the hospital's main entrance. He went straight to the location indicated by the information and waited.
Through a few days of investigation, Okamoto Takeshi knew that Qin Fen would mysteriously disappear for a period of time after military training every day. He would return to his living quarters through this secluded little road at dusk.
He looked at the sun in the sky. It was still a bit early.
Okamoto Takeshi sat on the ground in a grand manner, quietly waiting for Qin Fen's arrival.
With the development of the times, sumo wrestling, a combat technique that didn't have gorgeous battle scenes and required one to maintain a bloated figure, had long since fallen into decline and withered away.
With the rapid rise of paleo martial arts and neo martial arts, the few people who had their gazes on sumo wrestling shifted their gazes to neo and paleo martial arts one after another. This accelerated the process of the elimination of sumo wrestling, a technique of the Japanese state, even more.
In practically a single night, sumo wrestling had already retreated to the very edge of the stage of history. It was in a very awkward situation, just like how taekwondo was on the verge of elimination. A person appeared in the world of sumo wrestling: Hashimoto Nagashiro!
He fused several paleo martial arts with sumo wrestling. He fused several neo martial arts with sumo wrestling as well, creating the present day Neo Sumo. He saved sumo wrestling, a fighting technique that was on the verge of extinction, from being eliminated once more.
Neo Sumo returned to the world of fighting techniques once more. This was something that made all those who engaged in sumo wrestling celebrate.
It was just that Neo Sumo didn't rise to prominence when it returned to the world of fighting techniques, nor did it receive the love and attention of a large number of people like Neo Taekwondo.
Compared to Neo Taekwondo's dazzling display of punches and kicks, Neo Sumo's viewing value was much lower. In addition, the cultivation of Neo Taekwondo was helpful in shaping a decent figure, while the cultivation of Neo Sumo would cause one's figure to be severely out of shape.
In this way, even if Neo Sumo's fighting techniques had decent strength, there weren't many people who paid attention to it or joined it.
This time, the reason why Neo Sumo agreed to enter the military through the most ordinary of channels was because they wanted to get a good ranking in the future Military Recruit Tournament. They wanted to use this opportunity to attract the gazes of even more people, promote and develop Neo Sumo, and make it one of the mainstream fighting techniques.
The hidden young experts among the recruits were all waiting for the moment of selection to arrive so that they could display their strength.
As Qin Fen suddenly rose by stepping on the number one young expert of the State of Korea's recruits, the blossoming that should have been delayed began to happen ahead of time.
As the only member of Neo Sumo to enter recruit camp, Okamoto Takeshi naturally didn't want to let this opportunity slip by. How strong could a recruit from a small island be?
Defeat him! He would welcome the challenges of the young experts of other fighting styles. He would stand at the apex and defeat them one by one, bringing glory to Neo Sumo!
Okamoto Takeshi suddenly discovered that the rays of the sun were growing softer and softer. This was a situation that would only occur when the sun was about to set. He slowly recovered from his contemplation and waited for his opponent to appear at any moment.
Qin Fen was extremely tired today. If there were people who believed that it would be easy to train with the Gun King, the Number Two of Ten Thousand Years, then Qin Fen wouldn't mind letting those people see the training grounds where he comprehended the human world.
Today's training wasn't about shooting. It was about assembling guns and modifying guns.
As an ordinary recruit of the Army, being able to accurately hit a target with a gun was already a decent result. If one could become proficient in disassembling and assembling guns, then that would be an outstanding result in the field of firearms.
Qin Fen's way of assembling guns wasn't like other recruits'. All the parts of a gun were placed in front of you. All you needed to do was assemble them quickly.
The Gun King training of the Number Two of Ten Thousand Years naturally had its own unique side.
Today, there were over a thousand gun parts in front of Qin Fen. There were small guns that could only hold a single bullet. There were large heavy machine guns that required at least two soldiers to operate. There were special armor-piercing bullets that could pierce through even the most old-fashioned mobile armor.
Among these weapons, there were many gun models that were extremely similar. It was to the extent that they could be used just the same even if they were installed incorrectly.
It was just that in this way, a few errors might appear in the flexibility of using the weapon. It was practically an impossible task to assemble a gun perfectly by relying on one's eyes. To assemble all these guns perfectly within a specified amount of time was an even more impossible task for a recruit who had only joined the army for a month.
However, this impossible task was something that shouldn't be a problem in Gun King's eyes.
In his words, not only could Qin Zhan do it, he could do it when he first joined the army not long ago. This could be considered the most basic of basic training.
For the sake of being looked down upon by Gun King, Qin Fen could only bring out all of his spirit to stake it all against this Gun King.
After Qin Fen finished assembling over a thousand guns, Gun King gave Qin Fen a new task. Qin Fen needed to assemble the most suitable parts from these over a thousand guns to create an extremely powerful firearm.
Only after Qin Fen finished modifying the gun did Gun King begin to comment on the things that Qin Fen needed to pay attention to when assembling the gun. He also commented on the advantages and disadvantages of the modified gun, as well as how the modified gun could display better performance.
Though he was tired, Qin Fen really did learn firearms knowledge that other recruits would never be able to learn in their entire lives.
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