Kung Fu Panda Teaching Novels & Stories

I love you too. - At Felix and Judith's mansion. (The next day.) "Father, please teach me martial arts, I want to be strong like you, please!" Jinfei begged to Felix. Felix was surprise and happy at the same time. He has long wanted to teach his son all his knowledge about martial arts and spiritual energy control. He encouraged his son to study martial arts several times before but his son did not pay attention to it. Jinfei likes to study and that's all he focuses on. But now, finally, the day he had been waiting for had arrived.

Tianna lowered her head, "I'm terrible at shooting. Eleven will be angered to death by us." Both of them were very nervous. At that time, Eleven came over. "Hello, teacher!" Candy and Tianna greeted the teacher along with the other classmates. Although they were sisters at home, in school, they were teacher and student. "Hello," Eleven said. "Today's martial arts lesson is mainly to practice shooting. Please go to the shooting ground to prepare." The crowd of students scattered and walked toward the shooting ground. Candy breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest.

"Now to make sure you're learning something and not just milking me for backrubs," the teacher said, "I want you to see if you can pick out some things I've done that you could imitate in your own activities." Her student was too busy groaning in pleasure as Candy worked an elbow in along her spine to reply. When it suddenly stopped, her eyes opened and she seemed to gradually remember she'd been called on by teacher. "Oh. Sorry. Um... I don't know, you rubbed my neck and my back. Isn't that it?"

*** I looked around the strip mall, trying to find the place Ryan had recommended. “Don’t expect to get a black belt or a trophy. She’ll teach you how to survive. You’re pretty tall for a girl, but you’re still at a big disadvantage fighting a guy. You don’t want fancy katas. You want to inflict maximum damage, run away, and live to fight another day.” I’d stared at him. The teacher must be impressive. That was the most words I’d ever heard come out of his mouth. Found it. It was a small door with a sign on it saying Personal Safety Classes.

" The teacher explained. As she was saying this, some students at level threes and fours were proudly showing their level of abilities. Making the lower levels to feel useless and neglected. "Also, for the second year students, some of them may be at level twos but they are far more stronger than a first year level five. Once you are in the second year, you get chances to learn new skills, skills that deals with the life force of humans and the environment and many fighting techniques like Muay Thai and Martial arts. Do you think you can beat them. They may not perform those skills because they know how deadly it is if they fight you using those skills." She said.

Honestly, his words were so simple and soothing that none of us had an issue understanding every move that he taught us. “Alright, training is done. Now it is time to show this Shifu some moves, kiddos!” Mr. Alex announced excitedly, “move far away from each pair so that you have the space to fight. And then try to use the moves I just taught you on each other. One will be the defendant, the other will be the attacker. You have two minutes to make the defendant fall down on the ground to win the round. Get started.” Lara and I stepped back from each other. I was going in as an attacker and she had taken up the role of defender.

John Dave's POV I am sitting on the single couch here in Professor Michael Marzano's office, to report for my karate teaching. He was by my side while sitting on the single couch. "Mr. Fermindoza, I'm sorry for what happened to you. Your Uncle talked to me and he explained everything. You will come in tomorrow and continue your teaching because those who replaced you are afraid of your students." "Thank you very much sir for welcoming me again." "Nothing, I know how dedicated you are to teaching karate and you deserve that position."

Chapter 6 LEENA'S POV After a few lectures from Rick,he told me that Ariana teaches Taekwondo. I was seriously taken aback. "How can a girl fight kung fu?",I asked alarmed. "Girls around here are good in kung fu" "That's strange,it's not feminine to fight". "Don't girls learn kung fu in your world",he asked Mockingly,he obviously stressed the world in his statement. "We don't,we act gentle and noble. We're city girls of course. What we do is dress city latest fashion,that's makes us female".

"Princess. Ready to work?" "Ready." "Good. We're beating yesterday's times. Then moving to sparring." My stomach flips. "Sparring?" "You need to know how to fight in a controlled environment. Sparring teaches that." "I know how to fight—" "Freestyle. Against untrained opponents." He moves to the center of the mat. "I'm going to teach you structure. Discipline. How to fight someone who actually knows what they're doing." Oh. That's—fair. "Okay."

I clenched my hand. I taught them to observe, to read the micro-currents of aggression and deceit. I used Kai as an example, having him stand and show the subtle shift in weight before a lunge, the tell in a shoulder before a strike. He was a magnificent, patient partner, his movements slowed by pain, but his mind razor sharp. The cadets watched, mesmerized, as we deconstructed violence into a language they could understand.