Post by Nathan Banner on Jun 12, 2006 11:28:56 GMT -5
Nathan was in the middle of an open field, doing katas instead of beating up on poor, defenseless targets. Tai Chi, which he dubbed "Old-man Kung-Fu", had many complex forms to master, and even when done slow, were hard to accomplish masterfully. And the old-man stuff was a compliment in Nathan's eyes. After all, in every single kung-fu action flick he ever saw, it was the old master who kicked the ass and gave those young guys a kick to the pants. The only time they ever lost was when osteoperosis got to them. nathan would be better than them someday for one reason; He drank four glasses of milk a day.
He hadn't sparred anyone in a while, and Tai Chi fighters were far and few between. Most just considered it a workout program. A shame really, since Tai Chi was all about kicking ass with minimal effort. It was actualy very physics-oriented, and even a svelt guy like Nathan could get some really powerful attacks. All he had to do was time his breathing and his strike properly, and the opponent would be seeing dirt. But if that wasn't going well, he could always just shoot the bloody bugger in the face with his Derringers.
He hadn't sparred anyone in a while, and Tai Chi fighters were far and few between. Most just considered it a workout program. A shame really, since Tai Chi was all about kicking ass with minimal effort. It was actualy very physics-oriented, and even a svelt guy like Nathan could get some really powerful attacks. All he had to do was time his breathing and his strike properly, and the opponent would be seeing dirt. But if that wasn't going well, he could always just shoot the bloody bugger in the face with his Derringers.
