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Chapter 229 How does taekwondo compare to Latin dance?

Jiang Bai is teaching Changquan at Yanjing Physical Education College this time.

Changquan, Wubuquan, and Taijiquan are the most taught subjects in the university, and Jiang Bai can only choose from these when he comes.

Others are not impossible to teach, but the main problem is that Jiang Bai can't come here often.

Otherwise, Jiang Bai would come up and teach a new set of boxing techniques, but after teaching a few moves, he would turn around and go to filming. If no one behind him taught him, it would be nothing.

And to teach a set of courses that already exist in the school, even if Jiang Bai leaves later, there will be other teachers who can continue to teach.

These students were very serious during the class, obediently following Jiang Bai's actions from the beginning to the end.

Jiang Bai taught these movements for about five to 10 minutes. Seeing that most people were already familiar with these movements, he stopped.

"Our class is over, and there are still 10 minutes left. Do you want to finish class earlier or do something else?"

It was Jiang Bai's first time attending a university class, so he had little experience.

"Mr. Jiang, how strong is your actual combat ability?"

At this time, a male student raised his hand and asked.

Jiang Bai thought for a while: "In actual combat, if the opponent is unarmed, it is definitely not a problem to hit a dozen ordinary gangsters in an open space, but generally speaking, if you hit a few ruthlessly, the rest will not dare to fight. , so theoretically dozens of them are fine, but the premise is that they can’t be surrounded too much.”

"What if the other party takes a knife?"

"Take a knife, it's a desperate effort, about five or six. After the fight, they lie down and I stand, but it must be 120."

"Mr. Jiang, what if you also take weapons?"

"Let's see what kind of weapon it is. If someone else has a long knife, it's useless for me to use a pencil sharpener."

"While holding a sword, and the others holding weapons are ordinary people." The student said again.

"Sword." Jiang Bai smiled, "If I'm allowed to hold a sword, it's also in an open place. If it doesn't take human life into account, then it's not necessarily true. No matter what, I can hit hundreds of them."

Jiang Bai completely followed his actual situation.

"So awesome? But why does Mr. Jiang have hundreds of them?"

After hearing this, Jiang Bai replied: "Because I won't have any strength afterwards, so I can only fight so much."

Those students thought to themselves, regardless of whether Jiang Bai was bragging or not, but the beating Jiang Bai mentioned was probably killing, right?

As for Jiang Bai, even if he had the same weapon as himself, if he was an ordinary person, he could indeed unilaterally slaughter them.

And this is still in his current state. If he is in his peak state when he was under the hands of his foster father, he can fight and retreat at the same time, at least he can kill twice as many times before he is exhausted.

Of course, this is just an ordinary person. If you encounter that kind of Lianjiazi or someone who is desperate to get a sword, and then hug the sword tightly, it will not work.

"Mr. Jiang, what if they take guns? How many can you shoot?"

Jiang Bai laughed as soon as he heard this: "Then it's not about me, it's about whether his marksmanship is accurate. In this case, the best way is to run, at least you can move a few more times before you die."

After speaking, the students all laughed.

"However, what I'm talking about is in an ideal situation, and you are different from me. When you encounter danger, you can run as much as you can, and run to places with many people. It is best if you can't escape. Be obedient, if someone robs you, you will take out your money and mobile phone, and if you are robbed, you will pick your throat, shit and pee, this is also a way to protect yourself, but try to avoid direct conflicts as much as possible."

"Don't foolishly think that after military training, you have learned some military boxing or watched some videos on the Internet, and you are going to fight hard with others."

Jiang Bai taught these students.

I don't know how much they can listen to.

At this moment, a classmate suddenly raised his hand: "Mr. Jiang, I'm from the school's Taekwondo club. I want to ask if your actual combat ability is really as strong as I said before?"

Jiang Bai listened to the other party's tone, which was respectful on the surface, but actually a bit weird.

"Of course, but I can't actually verify these things. After all, the purpose of learning martial arts is to strengthen your body, not to be brave. Of course, if you want to know more, you can search it online. I remember At that time, we singled out more than a dozen videos of Xiangjiang martial arts."

But the student shook his head and held up a board.

"Mr. Jiang, this is the board we use for Taekwondo, can you kick it into pieces?"

Jiang Bai came prepared when he saw the other party, but in front of so many students, he could not show anger, but he had to establish his majesty as a teacher.

"Bring it to me and see."

The student came to Jiang Bai with the board. Jiang Bai took it and saw that although the board looked about one centimeter thick, it was very brittle and dry.

"Is this the board you usually use for practice?"

The student really wanted to say that, but there were other members of their club below, so he shook his head: "This is the master board, the thickest board in our Taekwondo."

"Can this thing be called the master version?"

"Then can you smash it with your palm? I can lift it for you."

Jiang Bai sighed: "Student, this kind of thing is probably just for performance, let alone me, now go to Shichahai Sports School to find a few who have practiced for a year or two and can split it."

"Classmate, what's your name?"

"Zhang Yao."

"Okay, classmate Zhang."

As he said that, Jiang Bai refused the other party to help him hold the board.

Then, holding the board in one hand, he punched fiercely with the other hand, and the board broke from the middle and flew out, causing a burst of exclamation.

Zhang Yao's complexion was a little ugly.

But this is what Jiang Bai must do.

Zhang Yao's face was flushed, and he felt that he couldn't get off the stage. After a short reaction, he said in time: "This is indeed for performance, but Taekwondo is also for actual combat."

Jiang Bai sighed: "Student Zhang, what do you think of your actual combat ability?"

"I'm okay. Even though I've only practiced for two years, I'm sure it's no problem beating ordinary people. At least three or five of them won't be able to get into me."

Jiang Bai looked at Zhang Yao weighing about 110 catties and about 1.7 meters tall, he couldn't help but shook his head: "Oh, let alone three or five, I'm looking for someone who hasn't practiced, are you confident that you can beat him? "

"Have!"

Then Jiang Bai nodded, looked around among the students below, and pointed at a fat man about 1.7 meters five in the crowd: "Student, have you practiced martial arts before?"

The little fat man was a little excited, but Jiang Bai actually pointed at himself: "Mr. Jiang, I haven't practiced before."

"You should learn to dance, right? What kind of dance?"

"Teacher, I'm learning Latin dance."

"Okay, it's you."

When the little fat man came forward, Jiang Bai also observed the other party, and found that although the other party had a lot of flesh, he walked with a sense of dexterity.

In fact, another reason for calling the other party up is that Jiang Bai also noticed this little fat man when he was teaching them martial arts just now. The little fat man has big hands, and there are some scars on his arms...

This shows that the other party must have been naughty before, and probably fought with others.

After the little fat man came over and stood still, Jiang Bai said again: "Student Zhang, I won't bully you. He is learning Latin dance. If he is learning hip-hop or something, he may need some strength, but Latin dance depends on flexible movements." , how about you fight him?"

"No problem." Zhang Yao was very confident. Regardless of the opponent's size, it would be useless to use his moves even if he was big.

How does a Latin dancer compare with Taekwondo?
Then Jiang Bai called another classmate to ask her to get the protective gear. Zhang Yao was a bit procrastinated at first and didn't want to put it on, but under Jiang Bai's forced request, he still got himself fully armed.

Then they put cushions on the ground, so that they can cushion if someone falls.

Laymen don't know many things. When you fall, you can't use your hands to help, which is likely to cause fractures.

"Wait, you can't hit the vital parts, you can't hit the face, and you don't know until the end? This time you are just discussing, don't be impatient."

"Don't worry, Teacher Jiang, I will be careful." Zhang Yao nodded.

Then Jiang Bai looked at the little fat man again.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm fine."

As Jiang Bai announced the start of the competition, Zhang Yao also raised his hands on his chest, opened his posture and began to jump.

Probe back and forth.

And constantly trying to find the little fat man's flaws.

And the little fat man just stood there and looked at each other, as if he was an outsider.

Suddenly Zhang Yao took advantage of the moment when the little fat man didn't follow his eyes, and jumped forward, kicking his side leg towards the little fat man's waist.

Although the fat man did wander off for a while just now, his practice of Latin dance is all about flexibility. He reacted the moment he was about to be kicked, and immediately reached out and hugged the opponent's leg.

The left hand is holding the calf, and the right hand is holding the thigh.

It was too late to say it, but when the little fat man caught his leg, he took a step forward, bent down and lifted Zhang Yao up, and then threw it heavily on the mat.

Zhang Yao was thrown all over the place immediately, but with the protective gear and cushions, he was not injured.

"It doesn't count this time, I was careless, come again." Zhang Yao said a little unconvinced.

But the little fat man was not afraid of the other party: "I have no problem."

Since the contestants agreed, there was no need for Jiang Bai to refuse, so he nodded.

The two opened their posture again, but this time Zhang Yao learned to be smart. He knew that the little fat man had great strength, so he changed some other moves. He first used his fists to feint, but they were all slapped away by the little fat man, but he Taking advantage of this moment, he raised his leg and kicked the little fat man's thigh.

Score at the touch of a button.

Afterwards, he harassed him several times in a row, which annoyed the little fat man, although his agility and speed were indeed not as good as Zhang Yao's.

Therefore, only strength can be relied on.

But Zhang Yao didn't fight him head-on at all.

Knowing that one of his kicks had kicked the little fat man in the chest, before the little fat man could react, he withdrew, which made the little fat man very upset.

Then it was another time when Zhang Yao found the right opportunity and was about to hit a whirlwind kick. Just as he jumped up and spun around in the air, the little fat man's eyes became sharp.

Before Jiang Bai told him to stop, he naturally didn't want to cause any trouble, but this Zhang Yao was really annoyed, he always harassed because he was faster than himself.

In a blink of an eye, the little fat man stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhang Yao's leg, and threw it hard on the mat.

"Do you want a third round?" Jiang Bai asked.

Zhang Yao nodded. He almost won just now, and he had figured out the way of the fat man, so he didn't believe that he would lose, but in the next third round, it was the fat man who threw him to the ground every time. on the ground.

"Everyone has seen it. This is the advantage brought by the difference in body size. In those regular competitions, it is divided into kilograms. Although Xiaopang practiced Latin dance, but his strength is greater, so Can easily beat classmate Zhang who is learning Taekwondo."

Jiang Bai used this incident to tell the students the factors of the two people's battle, but at this time another person in the crowd raised his hand.

"Mr. Jiang, can I have a discussion with you? I am the president of the Taekwondo club."

The person who spoke looks like a Chinese, but his eyes are smaller, and his Chinese is not so fluent, and he stumbles.

"Student, of course, what's your name?"

"Kim Jae-joon."

"Korean?"

"Yes."

"Okay, then you come up."

"How is your taekwondo practice?" Jiang Bai asked.

"The most powerful person I know." Kim Jae Joon replied.

"Okay, you put on the protective gear first."

Jin Zaijun nodded, and looked at Jiang Bai after putting on the protective gear: "Mr. Jiang, are you not wearing protective gear?"

"I don't need it. I don't need to wear protective gear when I'm competing with students. Come on, you can start first."

All the students watched intently. They knew about Kim Jae-joon on the field. He won the national taekwondo competition award. He studied here in his freshman year and joined the taekwondo club. Because of his sharp legs, he When he was still a freshman, the former president of Taekwondo gave him the position of president.

Jiang Bai watched as Jin Zaijun was also dancing nimbly there.

At the same time, he began to explain: "Students, you can see that Jin can make his body more flexible by jumping like this. It is very convenient to move forward and backward. At the same time, he can observe the opponent while jumping. As long as he shows his flaws, he can move forward." One step forward to attack."

Jin Zaijun didn't expect Jiang Bai to be in the mood to explain when he was competing with him, which made him very upset.

Although they are very particular about the relationship between seniors and seniors, but this is China, he feels that he has nothing to pay attention to as a foreigner.

When he saw Jiang Bai talking, he looked past him at the students behind him, and suddenly saw the right opportunity to jump up and kick Jiang Bai on the head.

"Let you talk!"

"If you don't take it seriously during the game, then don't blame me for the sneak attack!"

(End of this chapter)