Chapter 138: The Power of Talent
After doing this, Fang Yuhao lay back on the bed and recuperated for a while. Half an hour later, I regained a little strength.
Extremely bored, he was determined to test the "advanced martial arts talent" he had just possessed.
I searched for a Sanda video with my mobile phone and watched it carefully.
On the screen of the mobile phone, two sanda athletes, one red and one blue, you come and go, evenly matched, you punch, I kick.
Looking at it, his heart was full of ecstasy!
Fang Yuhao has not been idle in the past few months, he has been taking time out to exercise, and he has also trained fighting skills such as sanda and wrestling, but after a few months, the level is just like that, and he can only bully ordinary people.
Many professional athletes start practicing at a young age, and it is not something that he can catch up with after a few months of training.
But today's situation is very strange, watching the two athletes fighting each other, Fang Yuhao has an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
All the movements, including straight punches, hook punches, hooks, and jabs, seem to be born etched in memory. These moves have been practiced thousands of times.
"Is this talent?"
Fang Yuhao's body stiffened suddenly, and he was extremely excited.
The more I watched the video, the more I felt about this kind of fighting.
He stood up, even though his body was still a little sore, but he couldn't bear it, and he shook his left fist again and again in the room. He found that both strength and agility were much stronger than before!
The layman looked at the excitement, the insider looked at the doorway, and soon, he discovered the power of this talent.
These actions, too simple, too simple.
In the video, he can easily disassemble which punch is powerful, which kick is used with the wrong force, and which move should be changed.
All this information can be naturally reflected in the mind and become an instinct!
"It's still a bit insufficient, and the action is not in place."
After moving for a while, Fang Yuhao always felt that his ligaments and bones were not completely opened, resulting in many actions that were not standard. In fact, it was because of the slight lack of flexibility in his body, coupled with the lack of qi and blood.
"But it doesn't matter, as long as you practice for a while, you should be able to make up for this shortcoming."
Left hook, right straight punch, and what over-the-shoulder falls, in just a few minutes, Fang Yuhao felt that he had mastered the essence of sanda!
"This state of entering the talent is really amazing. Maybe you have to sign up for a training class and really find a coach to compare. If there is no actual combat, it still doesn't work. ”
Confidence has amplified a lot.
If it weren't for the fact that his current body didn't allow it, he really wanted to find someone to compare.
"Counting it, Battalion Commander Zhao is about to be demobilized, and I will talk to them when the time comes. They're really capable of fighting. ”
Half an hour later, the muscles were slightly sore, which was due to the accumulation of lactic acid due to long-term exertion.
A little tired, Fang Yuhao stopped waving his hand, walked out of the room, and poured himself a glass of water.
Suddenly, he felt someone behind him!
Suddenly, a spirit.
He subconsciously grabbed the tender arm of the visitor, and pressed his right shoulder against the shoulder, trying to make a close fall!
"Ahh It's a girl's cry.
It doesn't feel right!
His head was stunned, and he hurriedly put it down.
"What are you doing? It hurts me to death! It hurts me to death! ”
Su Yuhe was very angry, feeling that his bones were pinched hard, and tears hurt out.
"I want you to drink some chicken soup, so it's not like that...... I kindly came to serve you, and you did this to me! ”
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I thought there was a little ...... Steal...... Haha......" Fang Yuhao smiled awkwardly.
Because he is usually the only one in the family, but now there is suddenly one more, and he didn't react at once.
"I didn't mean to...... It's true! ”
After coaxing the old man for a long time, giving full play to the full function of his flexible tongue, the anger on Su Yuhe's face gradually dissipated.
She smiled again: "It looks like you're already well, you just pretended to be sick, right?" ”
"No, I still have to take care of it for a while, and the nosebleed is not in vain." Fang Yuhao hid back in his bed.
"Well, that seems a little weird...... Why do you look stronger now? If you still practice martial arts, will you be domestic violence in the future? It is said that hitting a woman produces a sense of pleasure. ”
"No, but I can't guarantee ......" Fang Yuhao said seriously: "If you wear a hat on your head, no man can bear it......"
"So I can't guarantee it."
……
Next, Fang Yuhao found a very professional fighting training class, and let people accompany him one-on-one for actual combat training.
This coach, surnamed Guo, is quite well-known and is said to have been born as a former sanda athlete.
It was another eight days in a row.
At such a time, ordinary students are still learning basic movements, but Fang Yuhao can even play back and forth with the coach as soon as he practices accurately.
"Hey!" The muscles in his waist twisted, and with an offensive close fall, Fang Yuhao finally knocked the coach to the ground.
The two of them panted and got up again.
Coach Guo seemed to be a little stunned, and he couldn't say anything for a while.
After a long time, he shook his head: "Mr. Fang, your progress is too fast!" If I hadn't known you were a newbie from the beginning, I would have thought that you had been training for years, and even that you were a professional MMA fighter who was deliberately trying to find fault. ”
"This rate of progress ......"
"Alas, it would be nice if I could train from a young age, and there would be no problem with winning a few awards."
Speaking of which, he was quite interested, he had taught so many apprentices, and the most talented one was an adult.
But this kind of thing is from a young age, and he thinks that no matter how good an adult's talent is, the bones have been set, and it is difficult to pull it apart.
"That's because I've trained before." Fang Yuhao found an explanation for himself, took a bottle of mineral water, and poured it down.
After just a few moves, he had a general understanding of his strength and talent. Just now, he actually only used eight points of strength, and he still had a little bit to spare.
Two days ago, he was beaten by his coach, and he went back and forth until now, and it was only eight days since he was able to beat this well-known coach head-on.
If he lets his current self fight against his previous self, he has confidence, and in ten seconds, he will beat his former self to the ground!
"That's the power of talent......"
"Coach, do I have any questions now? Can you improve your level again? ”
The coach was stunned, but he still carefully explained to his gold owner: "It's already very powerful." If you still want to improve, you have to hone the details, such as the flexibility of the joints, the flexibility of the body, and the physical fitness, these are all the time work of the water mill, and you can't go on it for a while......"
"I see, thank you." Fang Yuhao nodded and said goodbye to the coach.
Close your eyes and sit in the taxi for a while.
He found that he had one more basic skill in his personal skills: [Basic Hand-to-hand Combat (Entering the House)].
"Perhaps, I should also learn some cold weapon skills. The lethality of hand-to-hand combat, after all, is not as good as weapons. ”
"Regarding the bones, flexibility, etc., I can't go up for a while, so I can only rely on exercising every day. If you really can't use faith fragments to buy black technology, you should be able to improve cell activity......"