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Chapter 138 The power of talent

After doing this, Fang Yuhao lay back on the bed and cultivated his energy for a while. After half an hour, he recovered a little bit of strength.

Very bored, he decided to test the "advanced martial arts talent" he just possessed.

I searched for a Sanda video on my phone and started to read it carefully.

On the mobile phone screen, two Sanda athletes, one red and one blue, are back and forth, evenly matched, you punch and I kick.

As he looked, he felt ecstatic!

Fang Yuhao has not been idle these months. He has been taking time to exercise and trained fighting skills such as Sanda and wrestling. However, after a few months, his level is still that way, and he can only bully ordinary people.

Many professional athletes start practicing since childhood, and they cannot catch up with them in just a few months of training.

But today's situation is very strange. Seeing the two athletes fighting each other, Fang Yuhao developed an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

All movements, including straight punches, swings, hooks, and jabs, seem to be naturally engraved in memory. These moves have been practiced thousands of times.

“Is this talent?”

Fang Yuhao's body suddenly became stiff and he was extremely excited.

The more you watch the video, the more you feel about this kind of fighting.

He stood up, and even though he still felt a little sore all over his body, he still couldn't bear it and waved his left punches in the room as if he was decent. He found that both strength and agility were much stronger than before!

The layman watched the excitement, while the expert looked at the tricks. Soon, he discovered the power of this talent.

These actions are too simple, too simple.

In the video, he can easily disassemble which punch is powerful, which kick is used in the wrong force, which one has another move, how to change it, etc.

All of this information can be naturally reflected in the mind and become an instinct!

"It's still a bit inadequate, and the movements are not very good."

After moving for a while, Fang Yuhao always felt that his ligaments and bones were not completely pulled open, which led to many movements being inconsistent. In fact, it was because his body was slightly insufficient in flexibility and insufficient qi and blood.

"But it doesn't matter. Just practice for a while, it should be able to make up for this flaw."

Left hook, right straight punch, and other shoulder drops. In just a few minutes, Fang Yuhao felt that he had mastered the essence of Sanda!

"This state of entering talent is really amazing. Maybe you have to sign up for a training class and actually find a coach to compete. Without actual combat, it still won't work."

Confidence has increased a lot.

If it weren't for the current physical condition that he hadn't allowed, he really wanted to find someone to gesture.

"Finally, Battalion Commander Zhao is about to demobilize, and I will ask them to compete with each other at that time. They can really fight."

After half an hour, my muscles were slightly sore, which was caused by the accumulation of lactic acid after long-term efforts.

A little tired, Fang Yuhao stopped waving his hand, walked out of the room, poured himself a glass of water.

Suddenly, he felt someone was behind him!

A sudden shock.

He subconsciously grabbed the tender arm of the visitor, pressed the back shoulder against the back shoulder, and tried to make a close-fitting fall!

"Ah!" is the scream of a girl.

The touch is wrong!

My head was confused and I quickly put it down.

"What are you doing? It hurts so much! It hurts so much!"

Su Yuhe was very angry and felt that his bones were being pinched hard, and tears were hurt.

"I want to ask you to have some chicken soup, so it won't be like this... I'll come over to serve you kindly, and you'll treat me like this!"

"Sorry, sorry. I thought there was a little thief...haha..." Fang Yuhao smiled awkwardly.

Because he is usually the only one in the family, now there is one more suddenly and I can't react at once.

"I didn't mean it...really!"

After coaxing for a long time, the full function of his flexible tongue was used, and the anger on Su Yuhe's face gradually dissipated.

She smiled again: "It seems you are already cured. You were pretending to be sick just now?"

"No, I still have to take care of it for a while. The nosebleed is not in vain." Fang Yuhao hid back in his bed.

"Well, it seems a bit strange... Why do you look a little stronger now? Do you still practice martial arts? Will you be violent in the future? It is said that beating a woman will produce 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 resist..."

“So I can’t guarantee it.”

...

Next, Fang Yuhao found a very professional fighting training class and asked someone to accompany him to conduct practical training one-on-one.

This coach named Guo is quite well-known and is said to be from a Sanda athlete in the past.

It took eight days in a row.

At this time, ordinary students are still learning basic movements, but Fang Yuhao is accurate when he practices, and he can even fight back and forth with the coach.

"Hey!" The muscles on the waist twisted and an attack fell close to each other. Fang Yuhao finally overturned the coach to the ground.

The two of them were panting and got up again.

Coach Guo seemed a little confused by the fall and couldn't say anything for a while.

After a long time, he shook his head: "Mr. Fang, your progress is so fast! If I hadn't known that you were a novice from the beginning, I would definitely think that you have been practicing for several years, or even a professional MMA player, deliberately came to find fault."

"This speed of progress..."

"Oh, it would be great if I could train since I was a child. There would be no problem winning a few big prizes."

Speaking of this, he was quite excited. After teaching so many apprentices, the most talented one was actually an adult.

But martial arts practice has been something that has been done since childhood. He believes that no matter how talented an adult is, his bones have been fixed and it is difficult to pull them away.

"That's because I've trained before." Fang Yuhao found an explanation for himself, took a bottle of mineral water, and poured it "gudonggudong".

After just a few moves, he had a rough understanding of his strength and talent. He actually only used eight points of strength just now, and he still had some help.

Two days ago, he was beaten by the coach, and he went back and forth to the back. It was only eight days until now that he was able to defeat this well-known coach head-on.

If he is now, he will have confidence to fight against his former self and beat him to the ground in ten seconds!

"This is the power of talent..."

"Coach, do I have any questions now? Can I improve myself again?"

The coach was stunned. He explained carefully to his financial support: "It's already amazing. If you still want to improve, you have to temper the details, such as joint flexibility, body flexibility, and physical fitness. These are all the time and effort of water grinding, and you won't be able to get there for a while..."

"So that's the case, 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 among his personal skills, there was one more basic skill: [Basic melee fighting (enter the house)].

"Perhaps, I should also learn some cold weapons skills. The lethality of close combat is not as good as weapons after all."
Chapter completed!
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