Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
According to ng Fan’s demand, he was given eight custom classes with various duration. The longest class was two hours and the shortest was one hour, which ant the training would take three days to complete.
It was a quick-learning regin.
Basically, the coaches would teach everything they could, and how much was actually learnt was up to ng Fan.
ng Fan said so himself, in order to put the coaches at ease.
There were only classes for three days. ng Fan didn’t care how they turned out, he paid for everything in full. He didn’t ask if Yang Feng really charged him at triple the rate, he just paid what they asked.
The price wasn’t low, but ng Fan didn’t care about the money.
So he paid the tuition. He just hoped the coaches would teach him well.
After paying the tuition and changing into a uniform, ng Fan went with an employee to a special training room for Yang Feng. At this ti, Yang Feng had also changed into his own uniform.
ng Fan had done so research. Yang Feng’s uniform was either for wrestling or judo; as for the black belt he wore, he didn’t know if it was authentic.
The uniform fell open in the chest area, maybe intentionally, revealing quite a bit of muscles, which looked convincing.
Yang Feng said proudly, “I’m a champion of the national judo competition. I’m a level one black belt in Brazilian Jiu-jitsu. BJJ isn’t like other martial arts, which just need five or six years. A BJJ black belt needs at least 10 years, and you need to earn it by competing.”
ng Fan didn’t understand all of his lecture, though the words sounded impressive. He didn’t know the truth to them nor did he care to find out. He didn’t care if Coach Yang was amazing himself, as long as he could teach well.
Just like many fighting disciplines, the boxing coach might not be the best boxer himself, but he’d know boxing really well.
ng Fan didn’t have big requirents, he just wanted the coach to know his discipline.
Apparently, Yang Feng didn’t think his explanation was enough. He clapped his hands and in walked two students also dressed in BJJ uniforms. Both of them were burly and tall; one had a white belt, the other had a blue belt.
ng Fan didn’t know what the belts ant.
He just knew the black belt was very powerful. The movies always glamorized it, like so and so was a black belt, level one, and so on.
While the black belt seed to be the strongest, there were belts above the black belt level. In BJJ, black belts had nine levels. Level seven had a red-black belt, and level nine and above had a red belt.
Of course, if one knew the discipline, they would realize a level nine black belt was not necessarily the best. The levels weren’t decided by competitions alone but by the length of teaching one has done. Also, the red-black belt and the red belt were earned by making special contributions to BJJ.
Most strong competitors were found in level one through three in black belt. Those who were higher-level may be more experienced in skills, but with more ti needed to reach those levels, they were also older in age.
The saying “the fists fear the young” was true.
“BJJ is the best martial arts for fighting in the world!”
Yang Feng was very proud of his discipline, he didn’t even say “one of” in his statent.
“Brazilian Jiu-jitsu is a martial arts discipline featuring the art of subduing, known for its snatching techniques, and combining fighting and self-defense in one. BJJ not only dominates subduing-style wrestling, it is also a critical part of the fighting strategy for mixed martial arts or MMA. It is the best martial arts for dominating with gentleness and overpowering with subtlety.”
After going on and on about things ng Fan didn’t quite understand, Yang Feng continued: “The wrestling and snatching techniques I ntioned earlier are all part of BJJ. They are very advanced and scientific, with real fighting significance and needs. Plus, BJJ has critical locking techniques. You might have so understanding of BJJ and judo before, I will not teach them to you. They’re dangerous in a way. Of course, I will teach you so of their key components as part of wrestling.”
Speaking of the spirit of martial arts, Yang Feng looked serious. “I hope you don’t use what you learned here on the weak or civilians, and definitely not for illegal things.”
ng Fan hurriedly nodded.
Yang Feng stopped talking as he asked the two students to help him complete a series of moves: takedown, snatch, lock and more, just to show ng Fan.
ng Fan watched with interest. He actually learned so techniques this way, and this was thanks to Observation skill 4. Of course, just watching wasn’t doing, he still needed professional teaching.
But with stronger Observation skills, his learning skills also beca stronger.
While the students cooperated in the demonstration, ng Fan could tell Yang Feng was a strong fighter.
After the demonstration, Yang Feng helped ng Fan warm up, then, the lesson began.
“Takedowns are very important in BJJ. To be blunt, BJJ’s essence is floor work. Takedowns are about bringing your opponent to the floor.”
Yang Feng signaled ng Fan to move forward, then grabbed his hand to put on his own body. He said, “I’ll teach you how to do the most basic in standing takedowns: the over-the-shoulder throw. First, grab your opponent’s hand and put it on yourself. If possible, pin the hand with your arm. Like this: grab the elbow, move it up, and pin it down. You want to be close to the opponent to apply your strength better, and to also make the other guy lose his center of gravity.”
Imdiately afterwards, Yang Feng turned away from the arm he locked on ng Fan while hugging his waist with another hand. He said, “The way we’re now, we can also do a Huaxia Style close-up takedown, but you’ll be more likely to be struck down. Now, I need to move my foot in front of you. This is an easy pose. Notice the position of my hips, I’m propped against you now. If I straightened my leg, I could use my hand around your waist to lean in, and use my hip to take you down. Pay attention, I’m starting now.”
Yang Feng spoke as he used his power to try to throw ng Fan, then… nothing happened. ng Fan was still where he was, not moving an inch.
Yang Feng checked his move, it was fine. He tried again, using even more strength than before, but still nothing happened!
“Ahem!” Yang Feng coughed awkwardly. “Well, to learn to do takedowns, you first need to be thrown yourself. Don’t be nervous, feel how I use my power. The floor is cushioned. You won’t feel hurt.”
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