YM778.TV Chapter 91: I was naive_1
After listening to just a few sentences, Tang Feng began to yawn.
Whether it’s boxing, martial arts, or taekwondo, the basic logic is the same.
It’s all about finding the opponent’s weakness at the fastest speed and attacking in the most ferocious way.
It’s just the method that varies.
By now, he had mastered several martial arts techniques, all practical skills, not those flashy but useless moves.
To him, the basics Xinling was teaching were just child’s play.
Noticing his distraction, Xinling didn’t continue, “Talking too much will just confuse you, let’s practice as we go along, you’ll understand much more that way.”
That’s when Tang Feng became interested, “Okay, okay, I think the move you used to throw Mr. Niu down just now was really cool, can you teach me that one first?”
“Oh, you want to learn that move? It’s called a back throw. You need to grab the enemy’s wrist first, then offload some force…” As Xinling explained, she demonstrated the move for him.
Tang Feng listened attentively, like an obedient student.
“Then pull their arm over your shoulder and use your hip bone to press against their body…”
Xinling grabbed his arm, placed it on her shoulder, and pressed her hip bone against his thigh.
Tang Feng felt something was off, but now was not the time to get distracted by those thoughts.
“The final step is to exert force with your arm, waist, and feet all at once, and you can easily flip them over!”
Xinling’s actions matched her words perfectly as she tried to use her arm, waist, and feet to throw him.
But the guy was immovable, as if his feet had taken root. She couldn’t budge him.
Tang Feng wore an innocent expression, “Teacher, how do I exert force?”
Xinling felt a bit embarrassed, “Ahem, the teacher was just explaining the basic steps to you. Since you want to experience being thrown, let me demonstrate it for you.”
After speaking, she grabbed his arm again and exerted force with her body once more.
“Mmm…”
She was using all her strength, yet Tang Feng remained perfectly still.
Her frustration made her teeth itch. She refused to believe she couldn’t throw him.
With that thought, she steeled her heart and increased her effort.
“Mmm…”
Her face turned beet red with the effort, but the guy was as heavy as a dead pig, impossible to lift.
A hint of mockery flashed across Tang Feng’s face, “Teacher, keep it up, try a bit harder.”
Xinling’s spirit deflated, and she released his arm with a huff, “Are you purposely making me look foolish?”
With that, she glanced over at the spectators down below.
She was a student of Shen Yushu, and now she couldn’t even throw a man weighing just over 70 kilograms. Wasn’t this embarrassing for her teacher?
“I’m sorry, teacher, I was out of line. Please try to throw me again,” Tang Feng said as if he had just realized his mistake and quickly apologized.
“Then I’ll demonstrate one last time,” Xinling glared at him as she grabbed his wrist once more.
But before she could exert any force, Tang Feng’s body already flew from her shoulder and crashed to the floor.
“Ow, teacher, your back throw is really amazing,” he struggled on the floor for quite some time before he managed to get up and gave Xinling a thumbs-up.
Xu Xinling felt the urge to bite someone, “I didn’t even touch you, how did you fly off?”
“Right, you didn’t touch me, and I flew off. That proves what an incredible skill you have,” Tang Feng said with a smile, raising an eyebrow.
The crowd below burst into laughter.
“Hahaha, this kid is so funny, he is killing me.”
“Teacher, you didn’t even touch him before he flew off. Was that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?”
“What Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? This is obviously the Mountain Felling Punch that’s been lost in the martial world for years.”
“Teacher, are you accepting disciples? I want to learn the Mountain Felling Punch too.”
“Teacher, I want to learn too…”
Hearing everyone’s teasing, Xinling stamped her foot in a mix of shame and anger and pointed at Tang Feng, “Well, you dare to mock me? It seems you don’t need teaching, let’s go straight to sparring.”
Tang Feng had actually been itching to test his skills.
He had come to the gym today precisely to challenge the coaches and gauge his own strength.
But now the taekwondo and boxing coaches were both taken down by Xu Xinling.
Although those two had underestimated her, Xu Xinling’s strength was evident to all and truly formidable.
“Alright, then I’ll exchange a few moves with you,” he said as he began to warm up.
Since Xinling had already fought earlier, she didn’t need any more warm-ups and waited quietly.
After a little more stretching, Tang Feng turned to face her, “How do we fight?”
“Let’s do freestyle, we can use any moves or styles, but let’s try to just touch and not hurt each other,” Xinling suggested, obviously seeing that he was not a boxer, choosing a freestyle that allowed him more flexibility and was considerate to him.
“Alright, let’s start,” Tang Feng said as he struck a Bajiquan starting pose.
“Bajiquan? So you’ve actually trained in martial arts?” Xinling’s eyes lit up upon seeing his stance.
She had thought he was only naturally strong and maybe liked to work out.
But he actually knew Bajiquan.
“Just started learning recently, just a bit of flourish,” Tang Feng said modestly.
“Don’t worry, I’ll control it and won’t hurt you,” Xinling said with a confident smile.
After bowing to Tang Feng, she started shuffling forward with light steps, edging closer to him.