Ye Sushang is good at dancing, but dancing and fighting... no, they are two different things from fighting.
A little girl has a thin body, but you are a 178cm tall man with arms thicker than other people's thighs. Is that called a competition?
That’s bullying lesbians!
"Have you ever learned martial arts? Come on, let me compete with you."
Instructor He couldn't bear it any longer. This was a slap in the face, and he was bullying him right at the door of his house. He couldn't bear it. He rolled up his sleeves and walked to Yang Haichao.
Yang Haichao laughed and said: "How dare I fight with the instructor?"
"Just compare, don't talk so much nonsense!"
Instructor He suddenly stepped forward with his right hand, made a fist with his left hand and raised it forward, then instantly pulled it back to his waist. It was actually a fake movement. At the same time, he formed a fist with his right hand and punched Yang Haichao under the ribs.
This is the most common horse-step horizontal strike in military boxing, but instructor He used it with unparalleled power.
Yang Haichao was not fooled by the fake move. He turned his body to the right, swung his right toes out, raised his left leg, bent his knees, and received Instructor He's punch with the outside of his thigh.
boom!
It's like the dull sound of a wooden stick hitting a leather drum.
Instructor He only felt that he had hit a wall and felt a dull pain in his bones and joints. He did not expect that Yang Haichao's thigh muscles were so strong. It seemed that he was not lying. They were indeed the result of years of hard training.
Yang Hai's face did not change, and he kicked his left foot forward like lightning.
This move is also an ordinary staggered side kick in Juntiquan, but it can use offense instead of defense, turning passivity into initiative, which is quite subtle.
Instructor He didn't have time to dodge, he exhaled loudly, his abdominal muscles bulged into lumps, and he managed to catch the menacing kick.
A strong surge came,
Boom! Boom!
He took two steps back.
"Huh?"
Instructor Zhang looked surprised. Neither he nor Instructor He was considered a good fighter in the army, but with intense training every day, their physiques were much stronger than those of ordinary people.
And the military gymnastics they learn is of course not the military gymnastics taught to students during military training, but real grappling and fighting techniques.
This is a killing technique that has been refined and refined by the country and the military. In addition to hitting the crotch, it is also a chokehold, elbow hitting the neck, hitting the heart, or punching the jaw, directly attacking the waist and abdomen, all of which are personal attacks.
Crucial.
Even if the training is not good, the actual combat seems to be incomparable with those of Sanda and free fighting, but once the ability to resist blows and reaction ability are developed, two or three people can't get close to each other.
Instructor He is short, not weak in strength, and reacts quickly enough. In the past, when he fought with Instructor Zhang, he often won more than he lost.
But after only one move with Yang Haichao, Instructor He was at a disadvantage.
Of course, Instructor He didn't use all his strength, because he underestimated the enemy and was careless, but looking at it horizontally and vertically, Yang Haichao looked careless, and he didn't look like someone who could compete with the instructor?
"I am Cao, I am Cao!"
Fan Xibai was so shocked that he could only say these two words repeatedly, and his mood also represented the majority of people in the two classes at this time.
Yu Bangyan praised: "To understand the king is to understand the king, and there is no way he wouldn't..."
Yu Wenyi's brain circuit is different: "This must be a child's skill, right? No wonder Wang Tiantian holds a telescope, and the child is so panicked!"
Class 1 cheered loudly, and everyone, girls and boys, clapped wildly, even their palms turned red.
Because of Yang Haichao's self-introduction last night, some students have a good impression of him, while others think he is exaggerated. But because of today's battle, their views have completely changed - for a capable person, that is not called exaggerated, that is called exaggerated.
Chic.
On the other hand, looking at the philosophy class, it is better to mourn and test one's heirs.
Instructor He is nice and cute, and is very popular with everyone. If he loses unexpectedly, the philosophical issues they think about in the next four years will change from "The Ship of Theseus" to "Instructor He's Defeat". That would be
It is equivalent to the turning point in the history of philosophy when Li Yunlong attacked Pinangela.
Instructor He was so embarrassed that he was forced to retreat by Instructor Zhang's students in front of his own students. If his face hadn't been dark enough, he would probably have turned red.
At that moment, he no longer held back his strength, turned his left hand into a palm, and used it to push Yang Haichao's left leg. At the same time, he twisted his waist and raised his hips. His right fist moved back and forward, drawing an upward arc and hitting the opponent's jaw.
This move is called an internal hook, a false step and an upward thrust, which can hit the jaw or throat.
The throat is too fragile, and something will happen if you miss it. The lower jaw is relatively better, but only relative to the throat.
If it weren't for Yang Haichao's respectable strength, instructor He wouldn't have dared to use this trick on his students.
Yang Haichao turned around and turned his arms away, stepped out with his right foot fiercely, and the force started from the ground and penetrated the whole body. He grasped the forearm of his right hand with his left hand, turned his right hand into a palm, bent his elbow and pressed down.
boom!
The two fought again.
Yang Haichao blocked the punch and at the same time kneaded his body like an ape, keeping his left hand grasping his right forearm unchanged, but took advantage of the situation and hit Instructor He's chest with his right elbow.
This move is called Gaibu with the right elbow, using all the strength of the left and right hands, the waist and the kicking of the legs. If the move is done firmly and you are out of breath for three to five seconds, then the battle will be over.
Instructor He was so angry that he suddenly stepped forward with his right foot. He blocked the elbow with his raised right arm. He then rotated 180 degrees to the left and bent his left arm at the same height as his head. Mixed with the sound of fierce wind, he smashed towards
The back of Yang Haichao's neck.
Turn around and hit your elbow with the left!
"Lao He, hold on!" Instructor Zhang yelled.
But it was too late. Fortunately, Yang Haichao was agile. When he heard the wind, he moved his center of gravity forward, bent down and turned sideways, grabbed the ground with his right foot to stop his forward momentum, suddenly raised his left foot, and kicked his leg violently back.
Instructor He suffered a loss due to his height and length. He smashed his elbow into the air. He exhausted all his strength and had no way to hide. Yang Haichao turned around and kicked his legs and kicked him three steps back.
One more step than before.
The outcome has been decided.
Instructor Zhang was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He rushed over to support Instructor He and whispered: "Are you crazy? If you hit your elbow, he wouldn't be unconscious on the spot?"
Instructor He said nothing, pushed aside Instructor Zhang, and walked to Yang Haichao.
Instructor Zhang didn't hold back, and began to regret leading the team to compete with the Philosophy Department.
The students in Zhe's class thought they would continue to fight, "Come on! Instructor He!"
A thin girl's voice sounded.
"Instructor He, come on!"
Followed by several boys.
Then, as if inspired by Brigitte's rallying call, Team Zhe stood up from the ground one after another, waving their hands hoarsely and cheering for the instructor.
Can this be tolerated?
Yu Wenyi shouted: "Don't you have a mouth?"
The people in the first class immediately exploded on the spot. One boy had a wide range of voices and shouted with the momentum of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau: "Yang Haichao, go, go, go!"
"North of Gushan Temple and west of Jiating, Brother Yang ranks first in fights."
"The tide is high, the waves are higher than the sky."
Well, although it is disorganized and not as neat as the slogans of the philosophy department, at least its momentum is not weaker than that of the other party.
The two classes were competing enthusiastically, but Instructor He did not continue to fight as they imagined. Instead, he patted Yang Haichao on the shoulder and said with admiration: "Brother, your punches are better than ours, they are steady and hard.
, it’s not that experts can’t teach it. Is there someone in the family who is from the xx army?”
He whispered a number.
Yang Haichao smiled and said: "That's right..."
In fact, his background has nothing to do with the number that Instructor He mentioned, but the real number is confidential and cannot be disclosed casually, so he just pretends to be real and gets over it.
Instructor He stood at attention, solemnly and solemnly, gave Yang Haichao a military salute, and said: "We lost this game!"
He is a soldier and does not play tricks. If you have the ability, you will be respected!
"Hey, don't," Yang Haichao's ruffian temperament was not affected by the excitement of the scene at all. He took Instructor He's hand and said, "We are just trying our moves. My opponent is Ye Sushang..."
"this……"
Instructor He felt a little numb and said with a wry smile: "Aren't you afraid of kicking this girl out?"
"Instructor, don't believe what I say... I may not be a match for other girls..."
"ah?"
Instructor He turned to look at Ye Sushang. She looked pretty and pretty, and she was good at the sword dance, but if she said she could actually fight, he wouldn't believe it.
The real world is not a martial arts novel. There are no powerful settings for women and children. Height, weight, speed, strength and resistance to fighting determine the final outcome of the battle.
Just like his strength and reflexes are not much different from Yang Haichao, but the difference in height and weight is too big. When the two of them fight, he can't stop himself and retreat first.
This is a basic condition that skills are difficult to compensate for!
Yang Haichao stopped talking to Instructor He, and Shi Shiran walked to the front of Zhe's Class 1 and said: "Student Ye, I know you are very powerful. Do you dare to come and fight me? Just for the honor of your philosophy department."
…”
The boys in Zhe's class were so angry that several of them immediately rushed out to fight with him in anger.
Ye Sushang's heart was unmoved and he even wanted to roll his eyes.
What's wrong with you?
Why should I fight with you?
Losing the fight is disgraceful. When others say it in the future, look, she was the one who fought with the boys and got beaten up.
Winning the fight is even more disgraceful: Look, it's her, fighting with boys and making them cry. Violent, muscular woman, you can't afford to mess with her.
Since winning or losing doesn't matter, wouldn't it be nice for me to just sit and watch the show?
Ye Sushang sat cross-legged quietly, not even bothering to lift his buttocks.
No sense of honor?
good!
Another move.
Yang Haichao raised his little thumb, then pointed it down in a cowardly manner and said: "Don't you dare to compete? Women are not inferior to men. Girls can hold up half the sky. It seems that they all boast well. They are afraid of challenges from boys and only dare to bully others.
, classmate Ye, wouldn’t it be better not to come to University of Finance and Economics to study philosophy, but to go to a women’s college to dominate?”
Too cheap!
It's not good for girls to bully girls. Is it okay for you, a grown boy, to bully girls?
Yu Bangyan really couldn't understand, and said: "Why does Wang understand this? He is not a hater of women, so why must he beat Ye Sushang?"
Lin Baiyao narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Hitting is kissing, scolding is loving. Maybe this is the way Wang understands his feelings..."
Yu Wenyi said hurriedly: "Yes, I guess it is, the king of understanding really understands! It is definitely not possible to pursue a girl like Ye Sushang like a scholar. You have to beat her to convince her first, and then you can hope to catch her."
…”
Fan Xibai was confused: "Is it true? If you want to pursue a girl from the philosophy department, you have to fight first?"
When a few people were talking nonsense, Ye Sushang was successfully irritated by Yang Haichao. She stood up and walked to the opposite side to stand there. She smiled and said: "Okay, for the honor of girls, I am willing to compete with you. Classmate Yang, come on.
!”
"Come just come, I won't let you go..."
Yang Haichao shouted loudly and rounded his right arm, like a steel whip coming down from the top and hitting Ye Sushang's forehead.
Through the back.
Stretch your arm to find the force, and find the straightness in the circle.
Thunder explodes in the clear sky, its power reaches ten thousand.
This momentum is completely different from the previous attack with fast speed and emphasis on technique.
It's more like an overlord lifting a cauldron to defeat the enemy with force!
Ye Sushang didn't want to force the fight and stepped aside to give way.
Sudden changes.
Yang Haichao's left foot caught his right foot, he lost his center of gravity and fell forward.
Bang!
Stretch your hands flat above your head, push your legs straight back, and sit in a perfect posture!
Everyone was shocked.
Ye Sushang was also a little confused, and his expression became very cute.
Yang Haichao turned over and sat up, ignoring the dust on his body and face, and said seriously: "I've been wearing clothes for eighteen years, and I've been pulling the locks back and forth. I admire you, I admire you. I'm the one who lost because of the talent of Mr. Ye, I lost."
You have to be convinced.”
The scene was eerily silent for a while.
Yu Bangyan clapped softly and said: "Old demon, what is a master? This is a master! I bet that even if Ye Sushang forgets himself, he will never forget the king again. Hey, maybe he can really succeed."
Lin Baiyao sighed: "You are wrong, there is no chance for King Qiu! If he really defeats Ye Sushang as the captain said, there may still be hope. Now that he is doing this, it doesn't matter if he becomes a buffoon, anyway.
His face is not important to him, but he has to be laughed at because of Ye Sushang's character. With Ye Sushang's character, he will definitely be eliminated..."