Martial arts is the most basic training subject, and shooting is a training content that everyone must receive, so Yang Yi doesn't even need to watch the training of the junior class.

More than a dozen people are in a training hall, where is an instructor telling you how to deal with what situation, and then let your assistant or call a random student to perform various actions according to his requirements, and the instructor will tell the students how to deal with it, this kind of training is meaningless to Yang Yi.

The intermediate class is different, the students of the intermediate class are those who really need fighting, such as the operations personnel in the field, and the agents of the operations department, so they must have relatively high requirements for fighting.

However, the name of the CIA's intermediate class is advanced, and the senior class is called the master class, which means that it sounds good.

Yang Yi went directly to an intermediate class.

When Yang Yi arrived, training had just begun.

Unlike learning to fly, which requires step-by-step courses, fighting is a skill, and everyone who comes is a person with a certain foundation, and it is likely to be through actual combat, and sometimes you need to improve your fighting skills, so it is normal to come to the training class halfway to study.

The instructor was not very surprised by Yang Yi's arrival.

"We are going to have a sparring of equipment, and we all know that there is nothing faster and more lethal than a short knife in close combat, a silent and swift short knife is your most effective weapon in secret missions, and many times it is more effective than a gun."

There are four students in total, plus Yang Yi is five, and the instructor is a middle-aged man in his forties.

This martial arts must need someone to spar, no matter how much you practice alone, it is an empty shelf, this truth is understood by anyone who has learned martial arts, so it is necessary for the students to practice against each other, and it can even be said that they can practice in a safe environment, which is the main reason why these students come to train.

"Now we're going to start sparring, and I'm going to point out what's wrong with your movements, okay, you, and ...... Let's start with this new cadet. ”

The instructor called Yang Yi the first time, which is normal, he just came, and the instructor needs to touch his bottom.

Yang Yi felt that he was not in a very good state, but the purpose of his coming was to move his body, so he stepped forward and took a rubber short knife on the shelf.

The knife specially used for training, if it is soft and lying on its stomach, will definitely not hurt anyone.

Yang Yi held a knife and stood opposite a man in his thirties, there was no need to exchange names, everyone in this place may go out on duty, even if it is a unit, but it is better to try to keep some mystery.

"Let's go!"

Yang Yi was holding a knife in his hand, and his opponent was holding a knife in his backhand, and after waiting for the instructor to give an order, both of them rushed towards each other.

Yang Yi made a feint, his body shook a little, his right hand stabbed forward, and he felt like he wanted to stab his opponent's chest with a knife, and then his opponent's center of gravity shifted down, his arm pressed down, and made a defensive attack with an attack.

Very good, this opponent is of a good level, so he is shaking, if he meets a rookie in martial arts, Yang Yi's feints are meaningless.

So Yang Yi's feint suddenly changed, he made a feint in the process of hedging between the two at high speed, and after finding out that the opponent ate his feint, his body immediately stretched, his left hand stretched and pulled, and his right hand held the knife and slashed it on the opponent's neck.

It was a hedging process, and after staggering, Yang Yi stood in place, while his opponent staggered and fell to the ground after taking a few steps to pounce.

Yang Yi turned around calmly, he won, he cut his opponent's neck, so of course he won.

Getting up from the ground, Yang Yi's opponent reached out and touched his neck, and then he said with a confused expression: "What is this?" ”

Different from the CIA's fighting system, Yang Yi's methods are a little too arbitrary, he just waved his hand, and cut off the opponent's neck, as for how he did it, why he did it, and what kind of fighting he used to stay away, well, no one can see it, and the instructor can't see it.

So this sentence was actually asked to Yang Yi, but the instructor felt that he needed to answer, but he couldn't answer.

It's embarrassing, okay.

"This student, let's have a spar with each other."

The instructor picked up a training knife casually, and then he said to several other students: "Have you noticed his characteristics, he is very flexible, more flexible than you, flexible opponents are difficult to entangle, especially when holding a knife, because the strength of flexible people is bound to be relatively weak, but if there is a knife, the shortcomings of weak strength will be made up, and the advantages of flexibility will be infinitely magnified." ”

Yang Yi wanted to express his opinion, but at this time the instructor was ready.

"Come on, let's two give it a try, are you ready?"

The instructor suddenly rushed towards Yang Yi, and the way he chose was to take the initiative.

A knife stabbed in the abdomen, but the instructor's hand was ready to flip, if Yang Yi dodged the knife sideways, he would open Yang Yi's stomach with a backhand.

Yang Yi should have turned sideways, or retreated or avoided the instructor's knife far away, but Yang Yi retracted his stomach, probed his upper body, stretched out his arm long, and then the tip of the knife directly hit the instructor's throat, of course, if this was a real knife, the instructor's entire neck had been pierced, but this was a fake knife, so the knife was on the instructor's neck.

This is too simple for Yang Yi, in the intermediate class, he can't even achieve the purpose of moving his body.

The instructor was stunned, and everyone was stunned.

"What is this? A suicidal counterattack? ”

Whether it is a suicidal counterattack depends on who uses it, the action of elongating the body and straightening the arm in the fighting technique is suicidal, but for Yang Yi, this is the easiest, fastest and most direct, so do you still need to consider the problem of empty door leakage, solve the opponent with one knife and let him die no longer It will be over.

Yang Yi withdrew the knife, and then he looked at the instructor and didn't know what to say.

Yang Yi's EQ is not low, but he really doesn't know what to say at this time.

So in an unspeakable and embarrassing silence, Yang Yi finally said, "Where is the master class?" ”

The instructor's face was difficult to describe, and he said calmly: "Go out, turn right, go straight, the first training hall you can see." ”

"Thank you."

Yang Yi put down the knife, and then he bowed slightly to the instructor and left.

Although he wasn't the one to be ashamed of, Yang Yi still felt embarrassed, because he wanted to move and learn something, but it caused the consequences of kicking the gym, for which he could only say sorry, and then, leave quickly and never come here again.