Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
He couldn’t move!
He grabbed on, found his footing, and got into position. But he couldn’t flip him!
This made Yang Feng feel very awkward.
Yang Feng was aware of his nickna, the Iron Hero, and had watched the video of ng Fan’s fight as well. Arican style MMA fighting was very exciting to watch, but he could tell ng Fan didn’t have much skills. Even if he snuck up on him from behind, his strength would be powerful. Even if he didn’t watch the video, Yang Feng would still be able to make that analysis.
But Yang Feng didn’t think he’d be unflippable!
He just said Brazilian Jiu-jitsu favored those who were weak and flexible. This sentence wasn’t even to brag, or used to compare. It was a generally accepted rule of the sport.
Strength wise, he knew he was nowhere near ng Fan, since ng Fan’s figure already proved that to be true.
But there was a technique to flip soone over the shoulder. No matter how you put it, there was a certain level of scientific principles involved. But how co this science didn’t work when it ca to ng Fan?
“Uhm, sorry. I was a bit nervous.”
ng Fan was scared of being hurt. After all, he’d never been hit by anyone as a kid, except maybe tripping over himself. Even if he’d been hit before, he had almost zero experience with it. Of course he was afraid of pain.
He forced himself to loosen up. “Relax, try again.”
Yang Feng heard this and tried once again. This ti, he was able to flip ng Fan, but not far. He could only bring ng Fan around his body, from behind his feet to in front of him. The move didn’t look smooth, and even warped his actions a bit.
Yang Feng could confirm he could flip soone over 200 pounds, but he couldn’t help but suspect that ng Fan was heavier than 200 pounds, and was tense as well.
And this… this f*cking felt awful!
He’d volunteered to give a demonstration, and even requested that his opponent hold back. In the end, he wasn’t even successful in flipping him!
He gave up!
No matter how hard he tried, he wasn’t going to flip him. He couldn’t let ng Fan completely relax either; if your opponent was completely relaxed, it’d be easy to get injured.
Yang Feng wasn’t willing to sacrifice his students’ well being for a successful demonstration.
The two students that had been called up for the demonstrations were still inside the practice room. They both had shocked expressions adorning their faces.
They recognized ng Fan as well and were just thinking that this Iron Hero was made of steel. Even the head coach couldn’t flip him. How strong and heavy was this guy?
They were familiar with Yang Feng. Although so people said Yang Feng’s national championship wasn’t an official one, he was still a champion. And his black belt wasn’t a joke, either. Based on combat skills alone, Yang Feng was the top player in the entire martial arts academy.
After all, he had a black belt in BJJ. The other coaches in the academy weren’t even close to being Yang Feng’s rival even if they were just exchanging fists, let alone proper taekwondo. One snatch and a flip, with a sweep and a lock… nobody in the martial arts academy could deal with Yang Feng’s technique.
What was a black belt in BJJ? That would be soone who had mastered all the techniques correctly and to advance, and had enough competition experience and achieved excellent results. BJJ could only be taught by those who possessed a black belt.
But no matter how strong and brilliant Head Coach, Yang Feng was, even in position, he couldn’t flip ng Fan!
The two faced each other, internally giving each other the thumbs up. In unison, they said the words ‘that’s ssed up’ under their breath.
“Long Tao, Ah Bin.”
While the two had their mouths agape, Yang Feng gestured for them to co forward.
Yang Feng was unable to flip ng Fan, but he had to continue the lesson. Hence, he called two people over and directed Long Tao to stand beside him. “Let him assist you with your training. I’ll flip him once, and you watch. I’ll break down the technique as I go.”
As he spoke, he began to flip. He then asked ng Fan: “Am I clear? Did you see?”
ng Fan had his Observation skills. He’d just witnessed Yang Feng’s power, plus an explanation. He’d understood most of it.
Yang Feng gestured again, signaling for Ah Bin to stand next to ng Fan.
He then step by step went over how to snatch, how to stand, how to position himself, and where the strength cos from. He continued to warn ng Fan about things he should be mindful of, as he was very concerned that ng Fan would be too powerful. He didn’t want him to break his students on the first flip.
“You don’t need to use a lot of strength, just get a feel for the technique.”
Yang Feng once again cautioned, then gave ng Fan the green light.
Thump.
ng Fan used a little energy and effortlessly flipped Ah Bin.
“You should now have a grasp on how hard to flip soone, right?”
Yang Feng had been watching carefully, and saw no issues with his technique. “Just now, you were already in position. Now, try again, starting from the snatch. Rember, you can control how hard they hit the ground.”
“Ok.”
ng Fan nodded and smiled at Ah Bin, whose face had gone pale. ng Fan then reached out, latched onto Ah Bin, lifted his elbow and raised it, then hugged his waist, moved his feet, and jutted out his hips. Thump. Ah Bin was flipped once again.
ng Fan was able to control his strength, and his moves looked clean and elegant. He didn’t hit the ground too hard and felt similar to how Ah Bin’s normal practices went.
Ah Bin sighed in relief. He’d been worried that this Iron Tower would fling him out the window. And he knew ng Fan was capable of it, too; he could at least fling him three ters out!
To be honest, ng Fan’s flip just now was already very flawless, but Yang Feng continued to provide pointers. He was a coach after all; it wouldn’t be fitting if he didn’t say anything.
After going over it again, he told ng Fan to flip Ah Bin once again, but faster this ti.
Thump!
“Beautiful!”
This ti, Yang Feng couldn’t help but comnd him.
He knew ng Fan was powerful and would have an easier ti learning how Jiu-jitsu worked compared to other people. The saying “one strong person could fight ten soldiers” was very fitting here. If he had been weak, it’d be difficult for him to flip anyone, with no care for details. When soone was strong enough to do as they please, the details will co naturally.
But he didn’t expect ng Fan to learn this fast!
Yang Fang naturally didn’t know that this was attributed to ng Fans attributes of 7 Strength, 4 Observation, and 16 Hand Speed. Increasing Hand Speed also allowed for him to better control his hand strength and, of course, you could add the 11 Imagination as well. A powerful Imagination allowed ng Fan to picture everything in his mind perfectly before doing it. This was applied when he was learning the basics of shot put and javelin.
Alright, his Throwing Precision attribute was also helpful. After all, Jiu-jitsu was related to throwing accuracy as well. At least, it ca in handy when he aid.
After practicing the shoulder-to-shoulder fall several tis, Yang Feng saw that ng Fan had fully grasped the essentials and could only continue with the lesson.
“Now, I’ll teach you the second stance for flipping, back-to-back flip, which are all similar to the shoulder flip. There are a few differences to note, as are the distinct characteristics of back-to-back flipping. First is the position you stand in. The back-to-shoulder flip requires you to stand sideways, while the back-to-back flip requires you to stand half sideways. Second is the way you use your strength. Shoulder-to-back flips require a smooth flow of motion, while the latter requires your feet to coordinate with your body to twist and use your power unanimously. Like this.”
Yang Feng asked for Long Tao to co over and demonstrated for ng Fan to see. He then taught ng Fan, step by step, to apply these techniques to Ah Bin.
After the first try, he instructed him to begin from a snatch.
Two more flips later, Yang Feng was speechless once again.
Next was the assisted flip, followed by the hand twisted flip and the neck flip. These techniques were divided into upper body and lower body, and required different standing positions.
Then, it was the more complicated body slam. Of course, he would only teach him the leg lock and the leg-and-arm lock. Anything more difficult than these, he would refrain from teaching. It wasn’t because he was afraid ng Fan couldn’t learn, but because the technique was too dangerous and could hurt soone else.
Yang Feng felt ng Fan would very easily pick up the techniques for those super violent body slams, but once used, these techniques could seriously injure soone.
Even other more complex forms of wrestling, he had refrained from teaching. He’d only gone over the basic techniques with ng Fan.
But Yang Feng felt that he could increase the difficulty.
Originally, Yang Feng had prepared three lessons to teach ng Fan the basic techniques for flipping. Seeing his progress, he felt one class was enough.
Not only did he lant at the learning abilities of this Iron Tower, he also marveled at how fast he was able to pick up the techniques. Looking back, it wasn’t even a perfect replication of his own moves; he felt like in so aspects, ng Fan had mastered details even more precisely than himself.
He thought to himself… Did this guy an crash course not in the broad sense, but because he was capable of learning through a crash course?
He checked the ti and looked at Long Tao and Ah Bin, who had been rotating at ng Fan’s “service.” They were starting to be fatigued. Yang Feng thought for a mont. “Mr. ng, let’s take a break. Let’s grab lunch first, and after resting, we can continue in the afternoon to digest the rest of these wrestling skills.”
Yang Feng was scared that if he continued to teach, he’d finish all three lessons in one class. He needed to rest for a while.
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