After watching Yan Qing struggle with the senior student on the soft mat for a while, she suddenly lay motionless on the mat.

Everyone in the training hall was waiting with understanding.

It was almost quiet for a moment, and everyone burst into laughter, especially the girls who laughed so wildly and blew whistles!

The coach couldn't help laughing, and with a fierce look on his face, he drove everyone to practice their own projects.

A rookie like Gai Qingyun doesn’t know anything? Are you losing now?

Anyway, Yan Qing decided that I would never practice wrestling again!

If he hadn't been a seasoned veteran and could pull back from the brink, he would have definitely gone wrong on the spot.

After finally calming down, he stood up and walked towards the senior wrestler with a wicked smile on his face, raising his arms.

Some people were pointing at the potholes on the mat and snickering.

The other party also looked at Yan Qing's abdomen with a strange look to see if there were any marks on Yan Qing's abdomen. He thought his hand was a wrestling start and continued, so he raised it to put a hand on Yan Qing's shoulder.

Who would have thought that Yan Qing would rebel without saying a word!

These wrestlers gave up the habit of counter-joint attacks from the first day they started practicing, and were easily controlled by Yan Qing.

Immediately, the whole body was forced to stand on tiptoe and shout: "Foul! Foul... Ouch, ouch, fuck, let go! It hurts, it hurts! Dad, you are my dad!"

The coach also came over immediately to stop him: "Classmate! It's against the rules, you're in violation of the rules! Let him go!"

Yan Qing unmoved pushed the other person away and walked outside: "He deliberately set a trap for me, then I will let him know what it means to make a fool of himself."

The coach also wanted to stop him, but Yan Qing, a super experienced guy, didn't fight him at all.

With more strength in his hands, the wrestler shouted to the sky: "No, no, no, no, no, don't come over here, damn... ah!"

Screams echoed throughout the training hall.

Anti-joint movements are the foundation of all grapplers.

In ancient wrestling, reverse joints were not used much because there was no need to play with them. Whether in the military or on stage, wrestling was basically just for fun.

It's useless to go into battle and kill the enemy.

Therefore, Yan Qing, who had not yet gone to Liangshan, was not good at using sticks at that time, so he was bullied by others.

But at this moment, he was too skillful.

In fact, he took the guy off the cushion and kicked him with a counter hook!

The wrestler, whose hands were pinned and in complete control of his body, looked at a very strong young man and was thrown to the terrazzo floor without any resistance at all!

His face and mouth fell to the ground, and his mouth immediately burst into blood.

Isn't it just a joke to toss you on that wrestling mat?

He looked at each other with cold eyes: "We play wrestling according to the rules, and the purpose is to win or lose, but you want to make a fool of me, and you deliberately try to make a fool of yourself. If you don't accept it now, you can come and fight me again."

The entire training hall was quiet again, everyone watched as the wrestler on the ground suddenly jumped up and pounced on him like a wolf.

He was still arguing to himself: "Who did it on purpose, cucumber eggs..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Qing dodged, tripped him with his feet, and even hit him harder on the back with his elbow!

Bang, he fell face down again.

Then he took two steps back and made his hand gesture.

Signaling, come on, keep going.

The sports student still had a lot of blood, so he pounced on me without saying a word.

This time, Yan Qing grabbed his arm and threw him against the door!

Just put the person's arms on his shoulders, pin his legs and feet to the other person's legs, and press his taut body against Yan Qing's back, and then suddenly exert force.

The hands, waist, back, buttocks, legs, and feet were all exerted at the same time, just like a bow, and the wrestler weighing more than 100 kilograms was thrown from behind to the front.

This fight is not just a fool's errand, every move is precise and shows the details of fighting and wrestling.

The coaches did not stop him, but instead pointed out to their students from a distance: "Some people say that physical fighting is useless, look at him... he is very measured."

Yes, the prodigal brother is very particular about people. After falling from the front, he now landed on his back.

Making pancakes.

Gai Qingyun only regretted that he didn't have a gimbal, so he could only use the screen camera behind him to barely see the outline from a distance.

If it were any other school, they would probably be in trouble. This was a blatant fight.

But in the sports academy, the wrestling coach looked at her for a while before going over and reminding her: "It's almost time to start training again."

What a waste of training, Yan Qing has completely lost interest in this kind of wrestling.

The fun of wrestling itself has been completely lost. It's just two big men hugging each other tightly and rolling around. It's too boring.

Shaking his head, he took his cell phone and returned to the locker room: "I won't practice anymore. No matter what, I won't practice this kind of thing again. Please hire someone else."

The coach said nothing else, he could only say that he should practice Chinese wrestling.

But right now, there isn’t even a Chinese wrestling coach. I’m so angry that I want to turn around and beat that bruised guy again!

It's nothing to do, just mess around!

Gai Qingyun pinched the scattered silver in Weixin's wallet, but still held back and said nothing.

This can qualify for the Youth Games, and there will be a daily food subsidy of 40 yuan, which is 80 yuan for two projects.

A young man like him who has never worked to make money finally realizes how hard work is.

But he never thought that with Yan Qing's pride, this little money would simply overwhelm people.

However, the martial arts and judo coaches immediately came over to take a look. They came to our place to have a look. These projects are all connected.

I just saw that your throwing action has a foundation in martial arts (jutsu) and Taoism?

It is true that many sports students have been practicing since they were young, but Yan Qing's rich experience and skills, especially his masterful and spiritual demeanor, may allow him to overtake in corners even on a different track.

It’s effortless to try it.

The judo coach immediately got a set of training uniforms, saying they were similar to those used in Chinese wrestling, so he wanted to try them on first.

But after changing out and being pulled to the martial arts team, Yan Qing's eyes lit up a bit.

Things like swords, guns, and sticks look friendly.

He still loves to show off at heart, so he first puts the phone firmly on the chair, and then stretches his legs to pick it up on the long stick!

But instead of grabbing the stick, he kicked it directly into the sky. Then he jumped up high, grabbed the long stick in the air and chopped it down with both hands!

Twenty or thirty high-level athletes with professional martial arts training couldn't help but rub their eyes.

This kind of trick allows them to practice a little bit, and they can do it with certainty.

But it’s just that damn temperament!

When leaping into the air, it is a two-step approach, and there is also a void step in the air, where you step on the clouds and chase the sun.

It’s so chic!

But the sound of grabbing a stick and splitting the Huashan Mountain with both hands is full of the power and beauty of Qi penetrating the rainbow.

There is even such a force that the stick is swung out, pulling people together into one, with an indomitable and continuous fighting spirit that makes people tremble!

The martial arts instructor's eyes lit up.

This is an absolutely great seed.

How to teach and practice martial arts moves has now been made public, and there are no secrets passed down from generation to generation.

But some people can't muster the murderous intention and fighting spirit in their whole life, and they don't have the kind of victorious spirit that dominates mountains and rivers.

No matter how you punch or use any weapons, they are all as lifeless as Tai Chi and Bagua, but they can't achieve the restrained and rich foundation of Tai Chi and Bagua.

Therefore, painting the skin of a tiger is difficult to paint the bones. The tricks are superficial and the focus is on the momentum.

What's more, this set of stick moves is also precise!

Are you kidding?!

Boss Lu's stick skills are known to be used all over the world, and he has been able to reach Liangshan. Lin Chong's stick skills are the instructors of 800,000 forbidden troops, and there are also stick masters such as Jiu Wenlong and Chai Jin.

No matter how bad Yan Qing is, practicing with these people is no small feat.

If the key is really those few, they will definitely have their own unique characteristics.

However, Yan Qing's stick technique uses two knives, mainly for showmanship. Just the stick dancing in front of and behind him creates a mirage that cannot be splashed by water, which makes all martial arts professionals secretly praise him, he is an expert.

He also immediately became a drunkard as soon as he stepped on it.

That will make you even more angry!

There are no frivolous tricks like monkey sticks, only countless romantic and suave ones.

The arrogant opening scene seemed to remind him of his elder brother's heroic appearance, but it was only after drinking the wine that he felt so relaxed.

This prodigal son, Yan Qing, is a very proud literary young man at heart.

But he was a slave and a lowly person, and he never completely belonged to himself.

In the end, I stood still like a dragon ascending to the sky, and I felt really happy as if I had drunk two kilograms of good wine.

It turns out that with this skill, there is still a place to find companions.

Everyone was already applauding enthusiastically, and the coach came forward even more cheerfully: "Not bad, not bad, your stick technique is very open and closed but also has a bit of feminine cunning. It's interesting. Is it from the Northern School? The specific tricks and routines are not very common."

Yan Qing hadn't realized that modern martial arts had become a performance item, so she gestured with the stick in her hand: "It's a bit longer..."

The college students gathered around and snickered: "Longer is better, every inch grows stronger."

A boy playfully touched Yan Qing's arm: "Guanren, just join our martial arts major. We will definitely serve you comfortably..."

Both boys and girls laughed.

However, Yan Qing, with a very free and easy big brother demeanor, kicked this guy aside: "Stop nagging at me, ladies. If you have the guts, come and compete with me!"
Chapter completed!