Judo's offensive and defensive skills are mainly divided into three categories, namely, standing skills, sleeping skills, and body-mounting skills.

You can tell by standing skills by listening to the name. The skills of standing offense and defense are used to use hands, waist, feet and other techniques to fall down. There are also subdivided into the shooting skills that stand and the self-sacrifice skills that actively fall down.

The name of the sleeping technique sounds bad, but it doesn't mean at all. Although this fight is actually quite bad... This sleeping technique is simply the rolling and grappling technique used on the ground.

For body-blocking skills, they are actually kicking and hitting techniques, with many dangerous movements, such as hand-knife hitting the throat, eye insertion, etc. Because the mainstream competitive competition in Olympic judo has removed the body-blocking skills, ordinary teachers will not teach this because it is indeed dangerous.

When I learned judo in Beiyuan Nanfeng in my previous life, I mainly learned skills.

As for sleeping skills, Beiyuan Nanfeng thought that Sanda’s style was easier to use, and he felt that fighting on the ground was not handsome enough, so he was not very concerned.

There was no way. I was young at that time, so I didn’t care about what was practical or not.

Thinking about it now, it is actually quite stupid. The proportion of sleeping skills in judo is quite high. This can be seen from the fact that you take the initiative to let yourself and your opponent lie down and fall down. Moreover, there are also schools that specialize in sleeping skills, which are quite practical.

Of course, Beiyuan Nanfeng can use sleeping skills... After all, he just doesn't care, which doesn't mean he doesn't know.

Just facing Mio Natsume, Kitahara Nanfeng was afraid that she would be embarrassed.

After all, in sleeping skills, close-fitting pressure is inevitable.

So Beiyuan Nanfeng fought with her, and mainly used a skill to throw her down.

Use her waist, feet, or arms to fall down again and again.

To be honest, it's quite ungraceful...

But Mio Natsume has never had any objection.

Beiyuan Nanfeng didn't notice anything wrong with him, so he kept falling down.

Natsume family shrine main hall.

Natsume Mio's breathing sound and the muffled sound of her back hitting the ground frequently.

"The most important thing is to make rational use of these three points, such as this one."

While explaining, Kitahara Nanfeng pulled Mio Natsume's hand and kicked his ankle lightly, tripping her to the ground again.

"This is the 'domestic stock'."

Kitahara Nanfeng asked Natsume Mio to experience what "internal thighs" means, then stretched out his hand at her and pulled her up.

"……Understood."

Natsume Mio gasped slightly and nodded.

In the end, she still didn't change her skirt, probably because she was wearing safety pants. In addition, Beiyuan Nanfeng also saw it, so she was too lazy to waste her time.

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Natsume Mio, made a defensive posture, and said, "Then try to use it on me."

"good."

Natsume Mio took a deep breath, suppressed her breathing and fatigue, and her small jade feet stepped on the floor, approaching the north-ninhānya wind quickly.

Then, she learned what Beiyuan Nanfeng had just done and was about to trip him.

But Beiyuan Nanfeng turned sideways slightly, and easily fell her down again.

It is indeed a bit embarrassing to Mio if she wants to fall down from the North of the North.

And this situation has lasted for an hour...

Once again, my brother easily countered it.

Mio Natsume, who had been practicing for an hour, was lying on the ground and didn't want to move anymore.

She looked at the tall Beiyuan Nanfeng and felt powerless.

If you can't win, you can't win at all...

Beiyuan Nanfeng stretched out his hand at her, but she didn't catch her again, as if she was at her limit.

Seeing her like this, Beiyuan Nanfeng probably understood her condition. He withdrew his hand, smiled, and sat down next to her.

Natsume Mio lay on the floor, slightly tilted her head to look at Kitahara Nanfeng, and her chest was slightly undulating as she breathed, perfectly showing the girl's beauty.

"Brother of righteousness... I can't beat you at all. The difference between height and weight is too big, and I feel so powerless."

"It's normal to have a difference, but this is not a competition, so you can learn... Also, you haven't learned the skin yet, and the feeling of powerlessness rises too early."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her, comforted her, and then said, "And I am just the superficial of establishing skills and invading skills, but I may not be able to teach you this."

"…Why?" Mio Natsume was a little curious when she heard him say this.

She was just simple curious.

Just a question.

But when Beiyuan Nanfeng heard what she said, he directly turned on the serious mode.

"Well... I'll demonstrate it, don't be shy or afraid."

Beiyuan Nanfeng thought about it and suddenly came to her and sat on her.

“Eh…?”

Natsume Mio widened her beautiful eyes and looked at her brother sitting on her belly. She was confused and even her breathing stopped.

Beiyuan Nanfeng didn't think much about it. He sat behind her, bent forward with his upper body, pressed her soft body, clamped her waist with his legs, passed her left hand through her right armpit, passed through her left side, wrapped his arms tightly on her shoulders and neck, and pressed her completely to the ground.

"This is the sleeping skill, the more famous Lunar and Sifang..."

Beiyuan Nanfeng suppressed her and was about to explain.

"It hurts so much...brother."

Natsume Mio suddenly trembled and said.

Beiyuan Nanfeng heard her voice trembling slightly, something was wrong, so he quickly let go of her and straightened his waist.

The north and south wind kept rising.

Natsume Mio raised her hands and protected her chest.

Her face was red, and she looked at the north wind in Beiyuan, with tears in the corners of her eyes, like a frightened deer.

"Everyone said don't be shy."

Beiyuan Nanfeng got off her and sat down beside her, stretching out his hand with some laughter and cry: "I am a demonstration, not to be against you."

“…”

Natsume Mio, who was lying on the ground, was silent for a while, but still stretched out her hand and placed her little hand on the palm of Kitahara Nanfeng's hand.

Beiyuan Nanfeng grabbed her hand and pulled her up with force.

But he was a little anxious and his strength was a little uncontrollable.

So Natsume Mio leaned forward and rushed towards Kitahara Nanfeng. Fortunately, at the critical moment, she held Kitahara Nanfeng's shoulder, otherwise the two of them would have bumped into each other head-on.

"...Brother Yi, are you a fool?"

I was scared again.

Natsume Mio was a little angry, bit her moist red lips, and couldn't help but scold Kitahara Nanfeng.

at this time.

She sat opposite Beiyuan Nanfeng in a duck-sitting position. Her snow legs were spread apart, and she happened to avoid Beiyuan Nanfeng's crossed legs, allowing the two to sit face to face, and they could almost be close to each other.

The soft and beautiful side of the woman is fully demonstrated by her.

I have to say that her flexibility is indeed quite good.

Beiyuan Nanfeng held her with both hands, looked at her who was close to her and smiled and said, "What's the matter with me? I told you at the beginning, don't be shy."

"How could it be that you are not shy!" Natsume Mio's face turned red, and she held Kitahara Nanfeng's shoulder with both hands. One of the hands suddenly clenched her fist and gently hit Kitahara Nanfeng's shoulder.

Because they were closer, the warm breath of the two people's speech sprayed on each other's face.

After thinking about it, Nanfeng Beiyuan nodded and said, "That's right...so I said it might not be easy to teach you. Well, actually, I don't really want you to use such skills on others. The same sex is okay, but the opposite sex always finds it strange."

"Who can use that posture..."

Natsume Mio whispered, then looked at Kitanhara Nanfeng and said shyly in a smaller voice: "Brother Yeshua, your hand..."

"Ah, sorry."

Only then did Beiyuan Nanfeng realize that in order to catch her, she had a problem with her hand position, so she moved it upwards and instead hugged her slender waist.

"No, how long do you want me to keep this position? Brother Yoshino, I'm wearing a skirt!" Natsume Mio raised her pink fist again and gently hit Kitanhara Nanfeng's shoulder.

Beiyuan Nanfeng held her waist, but didn't know if it was intentional or didn't react, and said directly: "Aren't you wearing safety pants?"

“…”

What does this have to do with safety pants?

Natsume Mio bit her lip and squeezed his shoulder with both hands.

The two were still sitting face to face.

The face is very close.

Warm breaths entangle each other.
Chapter completed!