MMB Chapter 300 Good grades raised by sleeping
Chapter 300 Good grades raised by sleeping
Chapter 300 Good grades raised by sleeping
And Chen Fan is still all-around!
It's just that they didn't get anything, and some soldiers even fell asleep.
When they opened their eyes again, Chen Fan and the others had already left.
Chen Fan still said the same thing: "Let's take a nap and go back to the dormitory to sleep."
In the past few days, the other special forces were tired and depressed, and everyone had dark circles under their eyes.
Only the four of them, Chen Fan, are full of energy every day, walk with wind, and even have time to train.
This made everyone uneasy and anxious.
People who are stronger than me are still working hard, and I can't be idle.
So they can only squeeze out more time and practice more for themselves, which leads to less and less sleep time for them.
Straight into a vicious circle.
Chen Fan also told Leng Feng and the others: "It's useless to learn from them. They are vicious internal strife. Under this kind of pressure, these trainings are completely meaningless. Instead of wasting time here, it's better to sleep a little longer. "
The word "sleep" can be regarded as a good prescription, which directly caused a cliff-like gap between their grades and No.5.
Finally someone couldn't help but asked Chen Fan: "Brother, we've known each other for so long, can you tell me that you play so well, what are your tricks?"
Chen Fan replied lightly: "Sleep more is more useful than practicing two hours more."
At first they thought it was Chen Fan's perfunctory words.
But some people took it seriously, and unexpectedly found that they would be in a better state if they got enough sleep.
After the lunch break, Chen Fan and the others came to the fighting arena again.
This level of fighting is not the same as imagined.
The first round is relatively simple, in groups of two and two, the opponents will be determined by drawing lots, and the first person in each group to fall to the ground will be eliminated directly.
There is no countdown in this, as long as you fall to the ground, no matter if this is your fighting habit or if you accidentally slipped your foot, you will be eliminated.
This caused a lot of trouble for everyone. After all, some people have the advantage of lying on the ground and suppressing each other with their feet.
Chen Fan called Leng Feng and the others aside again: "You guys know Tai Chi, right? I want to teach you a way to integrate Tai Chi into fighting."
Chen Fan didn't deliberately avoid members from other countries, but he taught it in the Mandarin of Xia Guo.
"Use softness to overcome rigidity. At the same time, when punching or palming, rigidity and softness must be combined. When the palm is withdrawn, the palm"
People from other countries can tell at a glance that Chen Fan must be imparting skills.
Prick up your ears to listen, but unfortunately they can only understand a few scattered words, and they can't connect them at all.
Originally, I thought that I could learn a thing or two simply by following the movements of Chen Fan's hands.
But he couldn't understand what Chen Fan's hand meant, so he made two gestures, but he didn't think this kind of move could be used in fighting.
The person on the side seemed to have stayed in Xia Guo for a while, and he said with a puzzled look on his face, "What aerobics is Chen Fan teaching when he has nothing to do?"
Everyone around was stunned: "What aerobics?"
He also emphasized again: "Isn't this hand-waving movement a traditional aerobics exercise in Xia Kingdom? I saw it in the park."
Several special forces: "..."
How speechless and speechless.
Unexpectedly, it was even before the competition, and Chen Fan could still play tricks on him.
The so-called fighting definitely has some official moves, but it is not limited to these moves. If you have exclusive skills, that is even more of an advantage.
In the first round of lottery, Chen Fan directly drew a black man.
The other party was strong and strong, and looked at Chen Fan as if he wanted to eat Chen Fan.
He also patted his muscles provocatively, showing disdain for Chen Fan.
But Chen Fan was expressionless, and nodded politely to the other party, expressing respect in etiquette.
The other party didn't even say hello, and punched Chen Fan as soon as he came up.
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, his lower body didn't move, his upper body leaned back slightly.
Just let the black man's fist swing empty.
The black man used a lot of strength in this punch, and his body leaned forward with an unstable center of gravity.
In fact, Chen Fan could have hit the black man on the back with his elbow, and the black man would surely fall to the ground.
But Chen Fan felt that if it was so easy, it would be boring.
Chen Fan deliberately punched the black man in the abdomen from under his body.
With this punch, the black man's feet were lifted off the ground, his eyes widened, and he looked at Chen Fan uneasily.
Who would have thought that Chen Fan knocked him away with one punch!
But the black man's reaction was not slow, he tapped his toes on the ground, and immediately regained his center of gravity.
It's just that Chen Fan's punch is really powerful. Even though he is out of Chen Fan's hands now, he can still feel his stomach turning upside down.
The black man resisted the desire to vomit, widened his eyes, and looked at Chen Fan as if he were an enemy.
But Chen Fan smiled and waved at him, signaling him to move quickly.
Facing Chen Fan's provocation, the opponent's eyes were tearing apart.
With heavy steps, he ran to Chen Fan's side, ready to kick Chen Fan's calf.
He had absolute confidence in the strength of his legs, even if he couldn't directly break the steel plate, he would have absolutely no problem kicking Chen Fan to the ground.
And Chen Fan had already judged his next move. The moment the opponent's calf kicked over, Chen Fan raised his foot and stepped directly on the opponent's calf.
You heard that right, just step on it!
The soles of his feet were pressed against the opponent's calf, and he firmly stopped the opponent at his side.
Chen Fan actually saw some embarrassment and panic from the black reflective face.
The black people have been petrified by Chen Fan!
Chen Fan's feet were like steel bars, and he didn't know how to pry them at all.
He even murmured in his heart incomprehensibly: "Is his leg welded to the ground? It is obvious that the posture of raising one foot is the easiest to be kicked down, but how come Chen Fan didn't respond at all?"
On Chen Fan's side, with a chuckle, he kicked him out with a little force on the sole of his foot.
Chen Fan did not deliberately control the intensity of this kick.
The black man stumbled and stumbled.
The referee at the side glanced at it and whistled, announcing Chen Fan's victory.
Chen Fan smiled and nodded at the opponent, like a polite gesture before a match.
But this expression, for black people, is mocking themselves!Naked lethality!
When the black man saw the game time, he was stunned.
Obviously, when I played against Chen Fan, it felt like seconds passed like years. Why did the final total time only take one and a half minutes?
Is he still the fastest to be eliminated?
It's too embarrassing, isn't it?
No way, who made me unlucky to meet Chen Fan?
(End of this chapter)