I can't move!

I grasped it well, stood in a good position, and put my posture in a good position, but I couldn't fall!

This made Yang Feng very embarrassed.

Yang Feng knows the title of the man of the iron tower, and he has seen the video of the beating, and the picture of the American-style explosion is very exciting, but he can also see that Meng Fan has no skills, and even a sneak attack from behind, the strength must be great. Even if you haven't watched that video, you can see it from the physical test just now.

But Yang Feng didn't expect that he would not be able to fall him!

He just said that Barou is the best at overcoming the strong with the soft and defeating the strong with the weak, and this sentence has no ingredients for boasting, which is recognized.

In terms of strength, he knew that he was definitely inferior to Meng Fan, and Meng Fan still had such a figure.

But there is a skill in shoulder and back falling, no matter how you say it, there is a very scientific lever principle, how can it be that it is not scientific when it comes to Meng Fan!

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous. ”

Meng Fan is really a little afraid of pain, after all, since he was a child, he has never been dropped by anyone except for his own fall, and he has even been beaten by others, and he has zero experience in being beaten, so he will definitely be afraid of pain.

Forcing yourself not to stretch: "You're relaxed, you try again." ”

When Yang Feng heard this, he used his strength again, this time it was considered to have thrown Meng Fan, but he didn't fall out, and he only brought Meng Fan in front of him with great difficulty from behind his feet, not to mention that he fell out of that kind of momentum, and even his movements were deformed.

Yang Feng was sure that he could move two hundred pounds in a fall, and he couldn't help but suspect that Meng Fan weighed more than two hundred, and he was still a little tense.

And this, it's really a little bit more aggrieved the more I think about it!

Do your own demonstration, and you have to ask the person who was thrown not to make any effort, and in the end he didn't succeed in falling!

Don't fall, don't fall!

If you really fall again, you will definitely not be able to fall, and you can't let Meng Fan completely relax, if the opponent of the wrestling technique is completely relaxed, it is easy to get injured.

Yang Feng didn't say that he had to fall successfully and then let the students risk injury.

The two students who were called to demonstrate were still in this practice room, and their faces were very exciting at the moment.

They also recognized Meng Fan coming, and they were all thinking, this tower is really a tower, the head coach can't even fall, what kind of tonnage and strength does this have!

They are still familiar with Yang Feng, although some people say that Yang Zheng's so-called national championship is not the champion of the regular competition, but no matter how it is said, it is still the champion, and the black belt is genuine, really talking about the actual combat level, the entire martial arts hall is also Yang Feng's best.

After all, it is a Barou black belt, and the coaches of other schools in the martial arts hall, even Muay Thai and sanda coaches, none of them are enough for Yang Feng to fight, let alone taekwondo or something.

What is a black belt in Brazilian judo, that is, to master all the techniques correctly and to do so, and have enough experience in the game and get excellent results, Brazilian judo is only a black belt has a teaching qualification.

As powerful as Coach Yang Feng, his posture is all set, and he can't even fall Meng Fan!

The two looked at each other, secretly gave each other a thumbs up, and said the word perverted in a unified mouth.

"Long Tao, Ah Bin. ”

Just as the two of them were speechless, Yang Feng beckoned to them.

Yang Feng really couldn't shake Meng Fan, but the teaching had to continue, so he called the two of them over, pointed to Long Tao to his side, and said, "Let's let him cooperate with the practice." I'll fall first, you look at it well, I'll analyze the technical characteristics while I do. ”

As he spoke, he fell again and asked Meng Fan: "Did I make it clear?

Meng Fan's observation power was there, and he had also felt Yang Feng's force just now, and added another explanation, which he roughly understood.

Yang Feng pointed with his hand and motioned for Abin to come to Meng Fan's side.

Then he taught Meng Fan how to grasp, stand, how to correct the posture, how to exert force, and specially told Meng Fan what to pay attention to, I was really worried that Meng Fan's strength was too great, so I would lose this student all at once.

"You don't have to push too hard, it's just about feeling the technique. ”

Yang Feng instructed again, and then motioned for Meng Fan to fall.

Syllable.

Meng Fan used a little force to easily overturn Ah Bin.

"The fall was severe, and now you probably have a number, right?"

Yang Feng looked at it carefully, there was no problem with the technical characteristics, and said: "I put on a pose just now, now you start with the grab and do it again." Remember, you can control the severity of your fall. ”

"Good. ”

Meng Fan nodded, smiled at Ah Bin, who had a very solemn face, and then reached out to grab the handle, grabbed Ah Bin's elbow and lifted it up with his arm, then hugged his waist, moved his feet, and pushed his hips, smooth and forceful, snapped, and Ah Bin was overturned again.

Meng Fan controlled his strength, and he looked very tall and beautiful when he fell, but the landing was not heavy, which was similar to Ah Bin's usual practice.

This also made Abin breathe a sigh of relief, he was really worried that this tower man would throw himself out, he believed that Meng Fan could do it, at least three meters!

Actually, Meng Fan's fall was perfect enough, but Yang Feng still said a few more words, after all, the coach, he didn't say anything, he looked like a coach.

After saying it again, he let Meng Fan fall again, and this time, let Meng Fan speed up.

Syllable!

"Beautiful!"

This time, Yang Feng couldn't help but praise it.

He knew that Meng Fan had great strength, and he would definitely learn faster than ordinary people in terms of wrestling skills, and it was also appropriate for the so-called one strength to reduce ten skills. If the strength is small, it will be difficult to fall, how can there be effort to care about the details. The power is so great that you can handle it casually, and it will be easy to grasp the details.

But I really didn't expect Meng Fan to get started so quickly!

Yang Feng naturally didn't know, all of this is due to Meng Fan's strength +7, observation +4 and hand speed +16, the increase in hand speed also makes his hand strength control better, of course, if you have to count imagination +11, it is also okay, strong imagination can make Meng Fan perfect everything in his mind before he shoots, which has a similar function to the action of practicing shot put and javelin.

Well, throwing accuracy also seems to have a role, after all, throwing also has something to do with throwing, at least it is useful to throw the ground after falling.

After practicing a few times with shoulder and back falls, Yang Feng saw that Meng Fan had completely mastered the essentials, so he could only teach down.

"Now I teach the second middle school standing wrestling, over-back fall, which is similar to the shoulder and back wrestling. The differences are as follows, which are also the technical characteristics of over-back falls. The first is the standing position, the shoulder and back fall is to stand sideways, and the back fall is facing the micro sideways standing; the second is the force mode, the smooth force of the shoulder and back fall, and the back fall is to need the foot action and the turning action to force together. Like this. ”

Yang Feng asked Long Tao to come over, showed it to Meng Fan, and then taught Meng Fan to fall Abin.

Again and again, let him start with the grab.

After two more times, Yang Feng had nothing to say.

The next step is to fall.

Then there are hand falls and neck grips, both of which are divided into up steps and back steps to cope with different positions.

And then there is the more complicated hugging and falling, of course, only the leg hugging and lifting and falling are taught, and the more difficult ones are not taught, not because I am afraid that Meng Fan will not be able to learn, but the movements are somewhat dangerous and too lethal.

Like that kind of super violent strong hugging, Yang Feng felt that it was very simple to learn with Meng Fan's learning ability and strength, but this technique was too easy to cause injury, so he didn't dare to teach it as soon as he came up.

He didn't even teach other complicated wrestling techniques, and he taught very simple and basic techniques.

Yang Feng felt that it seemed that the difficulty should be raised a little.

It turned out that Yang Feng was preparing to teach three classes of wrestling skills, and now when he looks at the progress, he feels that one lesson is almost over.

Not only did he sigh once again that this tower man had a strong learning ability, and he mastered the key points of the action too quickly, but after watching it all the way, he felt that it was not just as simple as perfect copying, he always felt that Meng Fan's grasp of some details was more accurate than his own.

I secretly thought, is this guy talking about the quick course not in a broad sense, but he can learn it quickly?

After looking at the time, and then at a glance that even Long Tao and Ah Bin, who took turns to go up for Meng Fan to "use", were in a state of fatigue, Yang Feng thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Meng, take a rest." Have lunch first, and after eating and resting, practice in the afternoon to digest these wrestling skills. ”

Yang Feng was afraid that if he continued to teach, the three classes would be over, and he still had to slow down.

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