A Panda's Martial Arts

Tobacco intake will affect breathing, and ordinary people may not care about it, but for martial artists who are interested in martial arts, this will undoubtedly affect the future.

Fortunately, Yamaguchi Xuangang is not stubborn, and he will listen to persuasion in these aspects.

"I just encountered a little trouble, so I will pinch it."

He directly snuffed out the tobacco with his fingers, and Yamaguchi Xuangang threw the remaining half of the cigarette into the trash can.

"Korean, let's say it first, I may not be in the mood to do technical exchanges with you today."

"You don't need to communicate with each other every day. To be honest this time, it's because of my apprentice."

While talking, Park Yongyeol patted the fruit in his hand.

"I heard that the kid was chopped off. I'm going to have a look. Do you want to go too?"

"That brat..."

Yamaguchi Xuangang smiled, but the smile seemed a bit forced.

"Forget it, I've been there before... Besides, I'm not his master now, so I don't have any pretext to visit."

"what?"

Park Yongyeol was stunned.

"You... what's going on?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the kid's family has some... opinions..."

Recalling the situation when he visited Liu Yuxuan's home two days ago, Yamaguchi Xuangang's face darkened.

At the beginning, it was all good, entering the door, chatting with the other party's parents, exchanging pleasantries, and then asking about the child's injury...

But when they were asking about his injuries, Liu Yuxuan's parents said something that Xuangang Yamaguchi would never have thought of.

"Well...Mr. Yamaguchi, we will refund the money you advanced. As for the child, we will not let him go to your school for now. Let the children learn well."

Yamaguchi Xuangang was dumbfounded at the time. He couldn't figure out why he said it well at the beginning, but suddenly changed his mind, which made him unable to understand.

It wasn't until he entered the house to visit Liu Yuxuan and chatted with the child alone that Yamaguchi Xuangang knew the answer.

"My grandpa knows about my karate practice, he won't let me learn from Japanese devils... No, Coach Yamaguchi, I didn't say what you mean, I mean my grandpa said..."

The young man was thin-skinned, and his explanation was a bit confusing, but after listening to it for a while, Gengang Yamaguchi still understood what Liu Yuxuan was talking about.

Liu Yuxuan's grandfather was a veteran and had a bad impression of the Japanese. After knowing that his grandson was learning karate, he specially called and ordered Liu Yuxuan not to learn these miscellaneous things, otherwise he would be beaten.

"Probably so."

Yamaguchi Xuangang sat down on the floor, his body stretched out into a "big" shape.

"You can start laughing."

"Hahaha--"

Park Yongyeol, who had been holding back for a long time, laughed out loud on the spot, and the rampant laughter almost broke through the roof.

Looking at Yamaguchi Xuangang lying on the ground with a face as black as the bottom of a pot, Park Yongyeol felt a sense of revenge for his revenge——

Back then, Xuangang Yamaguchi poached his apprentice away without making a sound, and he was so angry that he almost scolded "Yamaguchi, my ancestor" on the spot. Although the matter was shelved because of the friendship between the two parties, it doesn't mean that he is Will really forget about this holiday.

But now, this Japanese actually has today?

"My God, I'm so happy, this is your retribution."

The vengeance was avenged, and Park Yongyeol was out of breath laughing.

"Don't tell me that the old man sent Liu Yuxuan to learn other things, then you are really all alive."

"Yes, indeed."

Contrary to Park Yongyeol's expectations, Yamaguchi Xuangang who was lying on the ground actually nodded his head.

"But that's not what the old man meant, it's Liu Yuxuan's own choice."

Thinking of the conversation with Liu Yuxuan before, Yamaguchi Xuangang clenched his fist unconsciously.

"He actually said that karate and taekwondo are of little significance in actual combat... so I have to run to learn some wrestling!"

"Taekwondo...doesn't make much sense?"

Park Yongyeol's smile froze.

"That kid thinks wrestling is stronger?"

"Yeah... let's go!"

A carp stood up straight, Shankou Xuangang's eyes widened angrily.

"Let's go to the gym!"

"Kick the pavilion, whose pavilion will you kick?"

Park Yongyeol's face also darkened.

It's fine to say anything, but he can't bear to say that Taekwondo is not good.

"Wrestling gym? Where is it?"

"It's not too far, just take a taxi."

Picking up the coat and putting it on his body, Gengang Yamaguchi thought for a while, put down the coat again, and walked out the door wearing this karate suit.

"I want to have a good meeting today, that Chinese wrestler."

-

On Panda Avenue outside the North Third Ring Road, a wrestling gym is in full swing to train players.

The gymnasium is full of big-armed men with the words "Shuzhong Wrestling Team" written on their red vests. Start practicing wrestling masters.

The decoration of the stadium is also not conspicuous, except for those green mats on the ground, there are no other decorations.

But Liu Yuxuan, who was sitting in the corner, knew that this kind of place that looked like the 90s and [-]s was the training ground for the Shuzhong City Wrestling Team.

"You have some background, so I recruited you in... But you don't know much about wrestling, so I won't let you start practicing for the time being."

Next to Liu Yuxuan, the man who was talking was the man who had saved him. He was attracted by this wrestling technique at the beginning, so he came to visit as soon as he recovered from his injury.

And the name of this man with superb wrestling skills is as inconspicuous as the training ground in front of him.

His name is Li Shunde.

"Before you start training, you need to know something about wrestling."

While talking, Li Shunde patted Liu Yuxuan on the shoulder, signaling the other party not to just watch the wrestling in the arena, but to listen to himself first.

"For example, the difference between Chinese wrestling and Western wrestling."

Chapter 89 Chinese wrestling

The history of wrestling is extremely ancient, and its origin can even be traced back to primitive society.

The earliest wrestling was one-on-one wrestling, with the purpose of falling opponents. After repeated practice by people, the skills of wrestling were gradually summarized. Until now, it has become a mature sport.

The rules of modern freestyle wrestling are not complicated. It is victory if the opponent touches the ground on three points (one knee with both hands, or one hand with both knees) or two shoulders. The same is true for Chinese wrestling.

The only difference is that freestyle wrestling does not allow grasping the opponent's clothing, while Chinese wrestling allows grasping the opponent's clothing for throwing.

"But that's not what you need to understand. The referee will let you remember these things in the future."

Having said that, Li Shunde paused.

"It's called Liu Yuxuan, right? Let me ask you, do you know why people fall?"

"Know?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Liu Yuxuan hesitated.

He has done things like letting the opponent fall to the ground a few times. It is nothing more than hitting the vital point with a penetrating force, or making the opponent lose his balance while the opponent is kicking——

But this is obviously not what the wrestling coach in front of him asked, or even what he came here to understand this time.

Or to put it another way, if his own original things were really so useful, why was he knocked down by the gangsters before?

The wrestling coach in front of him must have another theory.

"It seems that you are thinking about it yourself, which is a good thing."

Seeing Liu Yuxuan's pensive look, Li Shunde nodded.

"You have also practiced, and you should have had the experience of making people fall... But you may not have thought about why the other party would fall after being hit."

While talking, Li Shunde took out a notebook, picked up a pencil and wrote something.

With one stroke and one stroke, it is a word for "person".

"Look, does this character look like a person standing?"

"Yes."

Liu Yuxuan nodded slowly.

Indeed, if the upper part of the character "人" is regarded as the torso, the lower part is two legs, and the two legs support the torso, which ensures the stability of standing.

At this time, Li Shunde picked up a pen and connected the three initial positions of the character "人".

Into a pattern of isosceles triangles.

"If you have studied mathematics, you should know that an isosceles triangle like this is a stable posture."

"Uh..." Speaking of mathematics, Liu Yuxuan's scalp began to tingle, but he didn't expect to go to the wrestling ring to attend class.

But Li Shunde didn't care about this, his forearms still kept moving, and after a while, he drew a lifelike stick figure on the paper.

"For example, this is a person. If we connect the position of his head with the position of his feet, we can also get an isosceles triangle. The stable triangle supports the body, and your center of gravity is in the middle of this stick figure. On the root line..."

"Ah, yes..."

The wrestling coach talked too much, Liu Yuxuan already felt as if he was listening to the bible.

But Li Shunde still didn't stop talking, and even tore off the stick figure on the paper, broke the stick figure's legs with both hands, and made a moving gesture on the notebook.

"You see, when you walk normally, your body can see a triangle in the front and side. The triangle is a stable structure, so you won't fall... But what about when you kick?"

As he spoke, Li Shunde lifted one of the stickman's legs and made a gesture of high kicking.