Huang Zitao was now at his wit's end. To be precise, he had no talent. He was just lucky. Of course, this was only an objective view. It was just like how Ma Yun taught others how to succeed. Yes, he could teach you how to succeed, but you would never be able to replicate Ma Yun's dogshit luck. Because since it was Ma Yun's dogshit luck, you naturally had no right to touch it.
Take Lu Fei for example. Lu Fei's success could be described as the standard model of Huaxia success. It was as if he was born. With a good face, excellent acting skills, and a maverick style, he successfully attracted hundreds of millions of fans. He was known as the national Prince Charming and the most charming man in Huaxia for five thousand years. The Huaxia Daily had evaluated his achievements more than once. In history, there had never been an artist who could drive 1% of the country's GDP. What a terrifying set of data.
In other words, the value he had created had completely crushed the value of Ma Yun's founding of Taobao. His net worth had been estimated by foreign venture capital companies to be one billion yuan. However, such a person was willing to join the army, accept equal treatment, receive training, and be controlled.
Who could imagine what Lu Fei's feelings were? There was no doubt that when this program was broadcasted, the recruitment network of our country was bound to collapse directly. Military service would also become a trend. Many girls might even set a condition for themselves that they would not marry anyone other than soldiers.
Running exercises, as the name implied, were military gymnastics while running. Well, military gymnastics was completely different from the soft and meaningless exercises that people did in school. Military gymnastics had a father, whose name was military boxing. Military gymnastics was an extension of military boxing.
"Remember, you must use all your strength when you punch. Use all the strength in your body and punch forward with all your might. Don't be like a woman. The person standing in front of you is not air, but an enemy. An enemy that can take your life." Military boxing and military gymnastics were a combination of running and punching at the same time.
"Comrade wearing Garfield underwear, what are you doing? Are you playing a game? Have you gone crazy from playing blindly? We are practicing military boxing, not Muay Thai. Why are you putting your fist on your forehead? The profound meaning of military boxing is speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. Don't leave any leeway. Hit the opponent's Qi gate. "
The instructor in charge of the military gymnastics was a man in his thirties. He had a crew cut and wore a hat. He was a little chubby. Although he was chubby, his movements were extremely nimble and his punches were extremely fierce. Just now, everyone saw with their own eyes that he directly broke a big tree that was as thick as the mouth of a bowl into two. Yes, he did it with his fists.
"Military boxing is an orthodox Chinese martial art. It incorporates the wisdom of our ancestors. The other parts are not important. It's a way to kill the enemy and subdue the enemy. It's definitely not used for fighting. Fighting for entertainment is the way to use Muay Thai and Korean Taekwondo. There's no practical meaning. It's purely showy and impractical. "
After saying that, the instructor glanced at Huang Zitao and asked, "Underpants Superman, do you understand what I'm saying? As long as you keep practicing, you'll be able to break a big tree like me sooner or later. It's not like Taekwondo, where you can only hit wooden planks. It's boring. "
Huang Zitao's face was livid. This guy went to Korea to participate in special training when he was very young and successfully became a trainee. Eventually, he debuted in Korea and then entered China. He stayed in Korea for a long time. He liked Taekwondo very much when he was young and had been practicing it all the time. His love for Taekwondo was far beyond what ordinary people could understand.
"Instructor, you're too much. Taekwondo is a very profound martial art. It's definitely not showy and impractical. In my opinion, military gymnastics can't be compared to Taekwondo. Kill the enemy? Subdue the enemy? What era is it now? How can there still be wars? Go and take a look. There are Taekwondo schools everywhere in China now. Look at how many martial arts schools there are. People don't like martial arts nowadays. "
"Facts have proven that Taekwondo is stronger than martial arts, at least in the eyes of the public." Huang Zitao was very serious. Even if he was wearing underpants, he was still the same. He braced himself and finished showing off. The four boys from Class 1 were not the only ones who participated in the running exercise. All the recruits in the Raytheon Commando Team had participated in this training.
The sand path was full of recruits. As soon as Huang Zitao said that, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. Most of the people who could join the military were activists who loved their country very much. They were very iron-blooded people. How could they tolerate a guy who was promoting Korean culture here?
Did he think that the people of his country were stupid? Faced with countless angry gazes, Huang Zitao panicked for a moment. At this time, Lu Fei frowned and looked at him seriously. He said, "Since you think that Chinese martial arts can't be compared to Taekwondo, then let's have a match. Since you said that, I believe that you definitely know how to do it."
Huang Zitao swallowed his saliva. He was not afraid of Lu Fei. He was mainly afraid that so many people would gang up on him and besiege him. In fact, Chinese soldiers would never bully the weak. Even if they wanted to bully Huang Zitao and beat him up, they would definitely only choose to fight one-on-one and not gang up on him.
"Okay, Lu Fei. I haven't settled the score with you for what happened yesterday. Let me tell you, do you understand freedom of speech? If you dare to touch me, you'll violate the military law and be punished. " Huang Zitao gritted his teeth and said. Then, he glanced at Lu Fei and couldn't help but sneer. "I'm from the underworld of Taekwondo. You'd better think twice. You'll break your arms and hands later."
"Haha." Lu Fei sneered and didn't say anything. The instructor in charge of teaching the military gymnastics was surnamed Wu. He saw the situation in front of him and didn't say anything. This was the military, but it was also a battlefield. If someone dared to insult Chinese martial arts here, as long as they were Chinese, they would be angry.
Instructor Wu was no exception. He was looking forward to Lu Fei beating this guy up and using his strength to prove that the difference between Chinese martial arts and Taekwondo was like heaven's punishment. Even if he was a black belt, he was still nothing in front of Chinese martial arts.
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