Chapter 987 Friction and Friction

CIA's real fighting masters are not in training camps.

Needless to say, there are many people in the junior training class, but they are all newcomers who have just joined the job. Combat training is a basic subject, and the instructors in the junior class can be ignored.

Intermediate classes can be ignored.

The only instructors in the master class were a bit threatening, but if they were all at Wise's level, Yang Yi wouldn't be too worried.

The people that Yang Yizhen might not be able to beat are those who really need to use combat and go on real missions, especially those masters in the operations department, but the question is how could such people be in the training camp.

Fighting is a skill as well as a hobby. All fighting masters must practice it every day. Therefore, those masters who are out in the field may come to the training camp to find out what they feel after returning to the CIA headquarters. , this may exist, but the chance is too small.

Therefore, Yang Yi has nothing to worry about at all.

When he arrived at the fighting training camp, Wise was already waiting for him, and it wasn't just Wise and his friends. What shocked Yang Yi was that in the largest training room, there were about thirty people waiting. Looking at him.

When Yang Yi and Rui Ji entered, they felt that the scene was indeed a bit too big.

"This is my friend and the instructor here, Joe Hudson. He really wants to compete with you. After hearing about it, our students also want to come and observe. I wonder if you are willing. ?”

Wise's attitude was still very friendly, but Yang Yi didn't want to take action in front of so many people, especially when he saw the instructor named Hudson sitting on the ground with a haughty look on his face, he felt even more unhappy.

If you are unhappy, then you have to take action.

"I don't mind, let's get started."

Wise breathed a sigh of relief and said to the arrogant-looking instructor, "You can start."

Hudson nodded, and then he said loudly to Yang Yi: "Young man, warm up."

It's good to be able to warm up, but one of the great advantages of Yang Yi's Kung Fu is that he can suddenly burst into his strongest combat power when caught off guard, and he comes over quickly, so it doesn't matter if he warms up or not.

"No need to warm up, let's get started."

After Yang Yi finished speaking, he took off his leather shoes, put on his jacket and walked a few steps forward.

But what surprised Yang Yi was that Hudson didn't move. He just said to the person next to him: "Come on."

Yang Yi was a little stunned and a little angry. They agreed to have a discussion, but what happened to this Hudson? He actually let his own student come.

Of course it is beneficial to let others go first, at least you can observe the opponent, but the problem is not only that, but that it is very rude of Hudson to do so. He regards Yang Yi as the same level as his own students.

Wise seemed a little surprised, so he said a few words to Hudson, but Hudson didn't give Wise a chance to speak. After waving his hand twice, his student walked up to Yang Yi.

In terms of physical strength, Yang Yi was far behind his opponent.

Although the United States claims that racial discrimination is not allowed, and this is correct, there are still very few black people in the CIA, which can be said to be very rare, but Yang Yi's opponent is a black man, and he is a very strong one.

There is no need to talk nonsense, let’s start the fight, but Yang Yi is still very cautious. He tentatively made a light kick. As a result, his opponent completely ignored his fist, lowered his head, stretched out his hand and rushed towards Yang Yi. come over.

He actually wanted to knock Yang Yi down with his physical and strength advantages, how naive.

Just dodged to the side, stretched out his legs and pushed with his hands. The black man staggered forward and fell to the ground.

"He is no match for me."

Yang Yi looked at Hudson and said something, and after Hudson thought for a moment, he said to a group of his students: "This is a rare opportunity. Does anyone else want to try it?"

A white man in his thirties stepped forward and said, "I'll do it."

He is a good player and can fight quite well, but for Yang Yi, he is a piece of cake.

Hudson's face started to look ugly, because now he saw something.

Yang Yi was really angry, so he didn't wait for Hudson to call others up and said directly: "Mr. Hudson, are you ready?"

Before Hudson could speak, a young man in his twenties took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Hello, I am not Instructor Hudson's student, but I would like to fight with you. ,May I?"

Experts can see Yang Yi's strength in an understatement, but those who are not discerning just think that Yang Yi's victory is too flattering.

Yang Yi sighed and said, "Okay, I can fight you."

"Can I use equipment?"

Yang Yi said without hesitation: "Okay."

The young man walked aside and picked up a short stick. Then he said calmly: "I use Filipino short stick fighting skills. What do you use?"

Yang Yi knows how to use anything. He doesn't know anything except a short knife. But the problem is that the knives here are all made of rubber. They are training knives. It is possible to break or even die.

Yang Yi was very annoyed, his face turned cold, and he just said in a deep voice: "Training knife."

The young man picked up a rubber knife and threw it towards Yang Yi.

It was so rude, Yang Yi took the knife, then nodded and said: "Come on."

With a strange cry, the young man rushed towards Yang Yi waving his short stick.

You must give him some color.

Yang Yi took two steps back, then stepped back and looked like he was about to take a third step back. At this time, the young man raised his stick and hit him on the head.

Yang Yi, who seemed to be about to continue retreating, suddenly squatted down, used his left foot as a pivot, and swept his right foot out.

A kick hit the opponent's ankle, causing the young man to lose his balance and fall sideways. When Yang Yi got up again, he passed between the young man's arms and strangled his left arm. his neck.

He strangled the young man into his arms and suddenly drew it. He held the training knife in his right hand and slowly scratched the young man's neck. Yang Yi let go of his left arm and let the young man lie on the ground with his feet in the air.

It doesn't hurt, but it's humiliating.

Yang Yi took a breath and said to Hudson: "Do you want others to come, or can you come by yourself? I'm a little busy, thank you."

Hudson couldn't sit still anymore. He finally stood up, moved his hands and feet, and said seriously: "Come on."

Finally going into battle in person, Yang Yi made up his mind countless times to push Hudson to the ground and rub him a few times, but determination came down to determination, and Yang Yi would never underestimate the enemy.

Maintaining a distance of about three meters, when Hudson shouted loudly, indicating the start of the fight, Yang Yi, who had always been the last striker, rushed out in an instant and struck out with a heart-wrenching punch.

If this punch couldn't hit, Yang Yi still had a backup plan, but, but, but Hudson was not good enough, so he actually chose the wrong way, which was to hit hard.

He was shocked in his heart, but his hands were not slow. Just after Hudson put his arms together with all his strength to block Yang Yi's punch, Yang Yi took advantage of the situation and tilted his shoulder, directly hitting Hudson's shoulder.

Hudson flew out and landed heavily on the ground. He failed to make a protective action, so he made a loud noise when he landed.