Chương 155: Taking Office as an Army Instructor

The military headquarters is a completely different place from the regimental and battalion border defense posts. It is more like a small town with more complete infrastructure.

Zhao Rui's transfer here is no different from being in the border camp than being in the city.

This place is backed by a major border city, so not only are there abundant living supplies, but there are also many leisure activities available.

Soldiers have more options during their leave.

Although the two women were not very old, they were both veterans of three or four years, and naturally knew more about the military than Zhao Rui, who was only half-baked.

Zhao Rui wasn't just idling around, indulging in a meal.

After all, arriving in a new place and getting to know people and learn more about the situation will be helpful for your future life.

He's rather lazy and too lazy to adapt on his own.

Although the three of them had only just met, the meal was far from boring. When a woman is willing to get to know you, you'll find that there's never a dull moment.

They can always find a variety of topics to talk about with you.

Especially when there's a girl next to him.

"We haven't had a holiday in ages since the war started. Now things are finally over, and the dawn of peace has arrived."

Qingmei said with a look on her face.

"If there were true peace, the imperial court wouldn't be forcing us all to practice martial arts. Foolish!"

Feiyan rolled her eyes and said, "Anyway, I don't believe these bastards will behave themselves."

"Zhao Rui, what do you think?"

"Me? I don't know. Maybe! To be honest, I don't know much about the military."

Zhao Rui smiled; the answer to this question was actually already in his heart.

The only way to stop the enemy is to physically eliminate them once and for all.

"Yes, after a year, you can go back to your university. We'll continue our military service!"

Qingmei sighed softly.

"Then, we'll come to your school..."

Before she could finish speaking, a young man who looked like an officer strode towards them with a powerful stride.

"It's Xu Shaolei!"

Feiyan quickly lowered her head and leaned close to the table, forcefully tugging at Qingmei beside her.

Upon hearing this, Qingmei also peeked over.

The officer sensed someone watching him, glanced to the side, then looked back and walked straight past the three-person table.

Who is it?

Zhao Rui asked curiously.

"Our military's top expert," Fei Yan said, pursing her lips.

"But he's very arrogant; I've never seen him smile!"

After saying that, she glanced at the young boy sitting opposite her, and couldn't help but curl her cherry lips into a smile, saying playfully, "I think you're much more handsome than him!"

Zhao Rui smiled but didn't respond to the question.

However, his gaze shifted to the man from before.

This man wasn't very old, only about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, yet he was known as the number one expert in the military.

Clearly, he is not as simple as an ordinary grandmaster.

I wonder what kind of martial arts he knows; it must be something extraordinary.

After having a simple meal with the two girls, getting to know them, and agreeing to teach them martial arts when he had time, Zhao Rui returned to his dormitory.

Silent all night.

The next day, after having breakfast in the canteen, Zhao Rui went to the military instructors' office to report for duty.

The martial arts masters recruited from various grassroots units will gather again, and the military will arrange for them to teach the soldiers martial arts.

When I got to the office, I looked around and saw familiar faces; I had seen them before with the military leaders.

There are twelve people in total, including Zhao Rui.

They were all relatively young, with the oldest being a middle-aged martial artist in his forties like Liu Huaijin.

Everyone looked familiar, so they nodded and greeted each other.

Perhaps because the war was over, the atmosphere this time was completely different from the last.

People were noticeably more interested in chatting with each other.

My mindset has also become more relaxed.

Some chatted about what it's like to return to the mainland after completing military service, while others talked about local specialties and sincerely invited martial arts exchanges.

It was bustling and noisy, but it lacked the tension and oppression of the previous wartime period.

Zhao Rui was the youngest and still a student. He wasn't interested in their idle chatter and mostly just listened quietly.

After chatting for a while, footsteps finally came from outside the office.

A moment later, a deputy military commander led two people in.

Zhao Rui looked up and saw an "acquaintance" he had just met yesterday.

Xu Shaolei, the top expert in the military, stood behind his superior in a crisp military uniform, his face stern.

Beside him was a middle-aged man with uneven eyes.

"Gentlemen, you must be tired from your long journey. The main reason I've called you all here is to comprehensively improve the soldiers' martial arts skills..."

The deputy commander spoke eloquently for a while, then pointed to the two men beside him and said, "This is Major Xu Shaolei. He will be in charge of your martial arts instruction. Don't let his youth fool you; Major Xu is a master of the Dharma Aspect Realm!"

These words shocked all the grandmasters and martial artists present.

Even Zhao Rui's pupils constricted, his face filled with astonishment.

So young, I thought the Divine Void Realm was the limit, but he was actually at the Dharma Aspect Realm.

"This gentleman next to you is Major Hou Zeng. He is in charge of your follow-up teaching and training. You can communicate with him if you have any questions."

After the deputy commander finished explaining the situation, he offered a few words of encouragement, emphasized the importance and urgency of the matter, and then left the meeting room.

"Alright, time is tight and the task is heavy. Everyone, come with me to the training ground now. I will personally teach you this set of military martial arts. After you have mastered it, I will pass it on to officers and soldiers at all levels."

After Xu Shaolei finished speaking in a cold voice, he turned and walked out.

Although his expression was somewhat cold, none of the martial artists present felt that he had a bad attitude.

There's nothing we can do; their strength is undeniable.

What is the concept of the Dharma Realm?

Most of the masters present had probably never even met him before.

Such figures have only existed in promotional videos for the past few decades.

For ordinary martial artists, the Grandmaster realm is the ceiling of their lives; for professional martial artists, the Divine Void realm is the pinnacle of their field, even the top tier.

As for the Dharma Realm, one can only hear its voice but never see its face.

About ten minutes later, in the martial arts arena, seeing that everyone had arrived one after another, Xu Shaolei immediately began the teaching process.

This martial art is called the Myriad Thunderclap Technique!

It consists of two parts, each with thirty-six moves. The upper part focuses on internal martial arts, while the lower part covers combined attack techniques.

The content is extremely complex and obscure.

Without instruction, it is extremely difficult to cultivate.

Although Xu Shaolei had a cold and unsmiling expression, his lectures were extremely detailed.

Everyone present was a martial arts master; they could grasp basic martial arts techniques with just a glance, and even deduce the routines after only a few looks.

However, this martial art is different from ordinary martial arts. Its content is extremely profound. After practicing it, one can even cultivate a battlefield aura of killing intent with the body of an ordinary martial artist.

"Soul-related?"

"The Martial Arts of Returning to the Void?"

Zhao Rui only listened to it once, but he roughly understood the origin of this martial art.

Only the Guixu martial arts can produce such a spiritual and soul-level effect.

Strictly speaking, Guixu martial arts are not unique to Guixu; they also existed in previous Chinese martial arts, but at that time, the spiritual energy was insufficient, and their divine power was not manifest.

Therefore, it should be called the ultimate martial art.

This type of martial art specifically refers to those martial arts with power that transcends the mundane.

Compared to ordinary martial arts, this type of martial art places greater emphasis on harmonizing with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, that is, integrating the great power of heaven and earth to unleash techniques far exceeding human strength.

When a normal martial art strikes with a palm, the internal force surges, at most forming a palm strike that breaks through the air, using one's own internal force or true qi to produce physical damage.

But this type of martial art is different.

A single palm strike can not only draw upon various extraordinary energies in the world, such as wind, fire, thunder, lightning, and spiritual power, but also generate extremely terrifying destructive force.

Techniques like the Frost Qi and Thunder Sword Technique belong to this type.

If one practices to a high level, one can even manifest extraordinary phenomena and form a divine soul dharma image.

This is also the origin of the Dharma Realm.

These types of martial arts are often extremely difficult to cultivate when spiritual energy is depleted, and even if mastered, their power will be greatly reduced.

But now the spiritual energy has been restored.

Not only is cultivation easier, but its power is also far greater than before.

Many of the masters present were just ordinary masters, just like the thirteen martial arts school masters that Zhao Rui had encountered before.

He didn't possess any exquisite or top-tier martial arts skills; he relied entirely on his talent and perseverance to hone his skills to the level of a grandmaster.

Now, upon first encountering it, they felt as if they had found a treasure, and they began to learn with great eagerness.

By this time, their martial arts skills were no longer up to par with the times.

While others unleash flaming blades with a single palm strike, they can only defend themselves with a simple, unadorned palm strike imbued with profound inner energy.

It's somewhat devalued.

With teachers and a willingness to learn, the group mastered the Myriad Thunder Technique in just three days.

Learning something doesn't mean you can master it completely. You still need to practice on your own and gradually improve your skills.

However, for them at the moment, teaching apprentices is enough.

"From now on, you will begin teaching from the military headquarters, in battalion-level units, ensuring that every soldier can master the basics."

After Xu Shaolei finished speaking expressionlessly, he instructed his soldiers to deliver information about the armies taught by each grandmaster.

"There will be a military region martial arts competition in a month... I hope the soldiers you've taught will rank among the top!"

After Xu Shaolei finished speaking, he turned and left the training ground.

"I'm not this serious when I'm teaching my apprentices, but once they get to the military camp, they're..."

Some people couldn't help but complain.

While learning a top-tier martial art is a good thing, this particular martial art is mainly a combined attack technique, and its improvement on one's own skill level is limited.

Just because of this one martial art, they are treated like dogs.

I felt somewhat unhappy.

Admittedly, even if this martial art didn't exist, the military wouldn't dare refuse to teach it if they were ordered to by the military.

I was just a little unhappy.

Seeing some dissatisfaction, Hou Zeng quickly said with a smile, "Don't feel pressured, everyone. This is a good thing. I heard that the coach of the winning team will receive a medal from the military region..."

"Putting everything else aside, where can we find a place like an army where everyone can cultivate in peace? You all only have half a day for teaching each day, and you can arrange the rest of the time as you please."

Some people only complained a little, but seeing Hou Zeng say this, they naturally backed down and stopped talking.

After the group dispersed, Zhao Rui returned to his dormitory and began to organize what he had learned in preparation for tomorrow's teaching.

the next day!

Zhao Rui arrived at the meeting point of his team on time.

When he arrived, a neat formation of several hundred people was already standing there quietly.

With the cold wind blowing, only faint breathing and heartbeats could be heard, and there was no other noise.

Zhao Rui couldn't help but feel a chill: Such strict military discipline.

"Reporting, Instructor! The Assault Battalion is reporting for duty. Requesting instructions!"

"At ease! Attention! As per the instructions from our superiors, for the next month, I will be your instructor, teaching you a martial art..."

Looking at the sea of soldiers below the stage, Zhao Rui felt a slight surge of emotion.

He lies drunk on a beauty's lap, and upon waking, he wields power over the world!

He rode a thousand miles alone to stop the tide and turn the tide!

This is what a man should do!

"March in place, stand at attention, sit!"

After Zhao Rui gave the command, the entire field erupted in a series of synchronized landings.

"The so-called martial arts..."

Zhao Rui spoke eloquently, trying his best to explain the meaning of martial arts in concise language.

The clear, resonant voice of the lecture echoed throughout the training ground as the north wind howled.

……

Just as Zhao Rui was seriously taking on the role of military instructor, in a dark palace far away in the Eastern Kingdom of Japan...

A man in black robes bowed and entered the main hall.

Oil lamps with animal heads hung on both sides of the main hall, emitting a dim, flickering candlelight!

"My lord, a report has come from China that the people of Guixu have retreated back to Central Asia after reaching a peace agreement with China..."

"A cultivation craze is sweeping across the entire land of China. With the blessing of spiritual energy, countless martial artists are breaking through their cultivation levels almost every day."

"Over in Siberia, the cultivation of martial arts is also in full swing..."

The man was speaking broken Chinese.

"Okay, I understand. How's the contact with Representative Yamamoto going? How confident are you about your chances in the election?"

At this moment, a man wearing a demon mask spoke in an icy tone from a dark wooden chair above the main hall.

"The contact has been made, and his political enemies have been eliminated!"

"Um?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, I was talking nonsense!"

The man in black immediately knelt down and slapped himself several times.

"That's enough, get out of here."

The masked man waved his hand, his tone somewhat impatient, signaling the man in black robes to get lost.

Upon hearing this, the man in black felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately turned and walked away.

Before he could even reach the door, a jet of dark finger force suddenly shot out and pierced through his forehead.

The lifeless body of the man in black collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Men, drag him out and throw him into the sea!"

After the masked man finished speaking coldly, two Japanese men immediately bowed and entered the main hall, then dragged the corpse off the ground without saying a word.

After everyone left, a dark shadow appeared behind the masked man like a ghost, sticking out a long neck that didn't look human at all, and said with a sinister smile, "You're really ruthless, killing without hesitation."

"You beastly person, just kill him! Do you have a problem with that?"

The masked man said coldly.

"Killing is killing, but I must remind you, don't let any inappropriate emotions arise. Otherwise, if you ruin the sect leader's important plans, you'll be in deep trouble!"

"You don't need to tell me, I know exactly what I'm doing!"

The masked man glanced coldly at the face that peeked out, paused slightly, and then let out a disdainful snort.

"hey-hey."

The eerie male consort sneered and darted back behind the masked man.

Once everything returned to calm, only the slightly swaying lamps emitted a different kind of light under the cool breeze outside the hall.

(End of this chapter)