Ishi was awake, for once. Admittedly, that’s because he had reserved a training area. It floor was entirely made of matts, and he was wearing a typical Aikido uniform. It was one of the main martial arts that their parents had them trained in. He was the one who had to do it. He had to teach people a relevant way to break an arm and put it back to its unbroken form. He’s sure a lot of kids had the ability to do such things.
He found another student that was willing to spar with him for he was rusty.
Ishi took a deep breath in. He watched the boy run towards him, getting ready to attack him with quite the attack. This boy was obviously fast, strong even. However, he was to attack Ishi in the exact way that he shouldn’t. In close combat.
As the boy closed in and started his strike, Ishi would grab the boy and using a mix of the momentum plus Ishi’s sizeable physical strength, he’d force the boy to flip and land on the mats.
“That was a fast and strong strike, however. You didn’t have a plan of attack if it didn’t hit. You must think ahead.”
If one were to arrive on time, they’d see Ishi stood up and the boy on the ground, and the course of events obvious.
He found another student that was willing to spar with him for he was rusty.
Ishi took a deep breath in. He watched the boy run towards him, getting ready to attack him with quite the attack. This boy was obviously fast, strong even. However, he was to attack Ishi in the exact way that he shouldn’t. In close combat.
As the boy closed in and started his strike, Ishi would grab the boy and using a mix of the momentum plus Ishi’s sizeable physical strength, he’d force the boy to flip and land on the mats.
“That was a fast and strong strike, however. You didn’t have a plan of attack if it didn’t hit. You must think ahead.”
If one were to arrive on time, they’d see Ishi stood up and the boy on the ground, and the course of events obvious.
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