To those studying or expert in martial arts?

Question

Have you ever used, or tried to use your skills in a real-life situation? What was the situation? What happened?

Answer 1

Twice.

One time it was about a week away from xmas. I was in mall food court. I was trying to order foods from a couple place but no one would look at my note (I'm deaf so I communication by paper and pen) After I got really frustated, I notice three guys walk around passing card that say they're deaf and that by law, they're not allow to work and asking for moneys. Realizing they're the reason none of foods court would talk to me, this upset me. So I went to a janitor and ask him to call security. One of the scammer saw whole thing. He got mad and walk up to me and start to sign so I start to talk back in sign as well. Soon he grab me by shirt and ask me if I want to step outside. I told him "no, let security handle this please" He say "NO! Let go outside!" and start to try pul me by my sweater. I finally stop and say "please let me go now! I'm telling you this for your own good"
He finally had it and raise his hand to hit me, but being a experienced Muay Thai fighter, I saw it all come. I quickly grab his arm that is holding my sweater as my other hand wrap around his upper back. As I try to throw him across my hips, he pulls back, so I turn and kick one of his leg off balance. He went down like a sack of potatoes. I got on top of him and hold him by his coat collar and told him to stay still and I won't hurt him. When he saw securities and polices come toward him, he try to hit me again but I grab his arm and put him in arm bar and pulls hard. He was unable to do much until polices and securities arrive, I let him goes.

Result: He tried to claim I went berserk and beat him up. I told police "look I'm a amateur fighter do you really think his glasses would still be on his face if I actually hit him" so the police finally figured the whole thing out. The police kicked out the guy.

Other time I was on bus, I was sit at back in corner. Since there was no one in that area, I put my backpack on a vacancy seat. Few mins later this odd looking man came and sat close to me. He finally start to yell something at me about my backpack.
After a while I figured out he want me to put my backpack down so the seat is available. I thought "what a idiot... there's at least 10 empty seats here and if anyone want this seat they can ask for it" so I pick my backpack up and move to other side of back seat and set it down on other vacancy seat.
The man got mad and pulls out a small pocket knife and came toward me and sit at side of my backpack, he bring the knife toward my face to try intimidate me.
After realizing I cannnot get away, I push the knife out of way and force his arm agaist his chest so he would turn. As he turn, I wrap my other arm around his neck and start to choke him. Soon everyone realize we were fighting, they all came toward me since they thought I was aggressor. As they saw the knife, everyone freak out and wouldn't come close. After about a min of choking, the guy finally passed out so I got off him.
They made me go to front of the bus and wait there. So I did that. After a while the man finally woke up and he was really dizzy and mad and start to thearten everyone. After someone called polices on cell phone, he ran out of the bus.

Those two are real life situtation experience that I end up have to use my skill.

Answer 2

Other than in a dojo or during a competitiont.
I use the dicipline, discretion and clear headedness I learned in Martial arts as my defence. It is better to use your brain and avoid the fight all together.
I use this everyday at work and in my private life as a way of coping with stress. And if some dick walks up to me in a bar and says he's gonna kick my ***. I'll say back ok than why would I wanna fight you if you're gonna beat me. Then I add if we fight one or both of us in going to the hospital and Jail and I don't want that so again why would I fight you. If the person attacks me then I will block their strikes and push them away or hold them down but I would never go beyond that with my art. I would punch them or kick them in the nuts if neccasary but again it would be ony to stop the attack I would never become ofensive with it. I actually look at it as protecting my attacker from himself. I know it sounds funny but ask any veteran Martial artist, If you are condident in your skills you will never have to show them.

Anyone who says walking away is for ******* has never trained in a martial art, or only trained to learn how to beat people up. They are the ******* hiding behind an art because they are not man enought to find another way. Amd it doesn't matter how old the person is because people of all ages seem to think that after they spend a few months learning a martial art, than they are now ready to take on anyone, and in alot of cases invite challenges. Mean while the only reason they won the fight is because they challenged the other guy probably someone they knew had no training and was not much older than them or bigger and probably suckered them.

Answer 3

it seems (I've been studying since 1967, hate to give my age but what the heck) for some reason, maybe the discipline, the art,
the history... i have had few reasons to resort to using the knowledge that i have acquired, and what i have used, wasn't like what one would see in the movies or anything like that. it was basically simple put downs, a few bones broke, nothing major and all in self defense. the situations where all a little different
but could have been and maybe should have been avoided.
always remember the arts such as this is always to be used
in self-defense. you go at it in anger, more than likely you will lose
in more ways than another.

Answer 4

One time down at Myrtle Beach on a mission trip when I was 13, my two friends(also 13) and I decided to go to the pier half a mile down the road at 1:30 am. My youth pastor gave us permission, we still don't know what he was thinking. Three 13-year-old girls, walking alone at 1:30 am, I was the only one with any kind of training, and that was in Tae Kwon Do. We get about half-way there, and we saw four guys totally buzzed on two or three different substances. They saw us at the same time we saw them, and started walking towards us. My friends are about to freak out because everyone in this situation knows these guys want to rape us and most likely kill us and leave us in a gutter somewhere! I told my friends to keep walking, no matter what happens, and I started to charge the four guys. I think i was going to do a flying sidekick or something dumb like that, but I was only 13! anyways, apparently I had fire blazing from my eyes or something, because they started running away! My friends and I kept walking to the pier, but then I lookd in a car mirror and I saw one of the guys following us. I told my friends to act normal, and the guy kept his distance. We made it to the well-lit pier parking lot, and the guy started to move in really close. I told my friends to run and get help(I had severe asthma at the time and wouldn't have made it across the lot), and I turned to try and fight the guy again. He looked at me and started to pull something out of his pocket, and I finally got to do my flying sidekick! Looking back, I laugh my head off when i get to that part! I hit him in the stomach( i'm not a very high jumper!), and knocked the wind out of him. He fell backwards, and I was going to finish him off, but a bunch of people came running out of the pier store,and he took off into the shadows and we never saw him again. The men that came out of the store half-carried me back inside, I didn't have my inhaler with me, so someone bought me a warm coke(the caffeine can stimulate your lungs)and my friends and I stayed in the little pier store for an hour and a half untill my youth pastor sent someone after us. We got in trouble for staying out so late. I told my youth pastor what happened, but he didn't believe me because we didn't call the cops. There was nothing to tell the cops! Four guys, different ethnicties, no distinct facial abnormalities, wearing jeans and big t-shirts with tattoos on their arms, none of which we could see clearly was our description. The cops would've laughed at us!
And my asthma is almost gone now, I just have trouble every once in a while.

Answer 5

Riding my mountain bike at break-neck speed one afternoon, with a full pack on my back, I found myself suddenly airborne and flying over the handlebars. Luckily training kicked in as I tucked and rolled landing on my back and facing the now oncoming bike that was flipping end over end and coming down on top of me . . . a well placed kick and a cautious block saved my skin, but the bike was never the same again.

Answer 6

I was at bar once when a very drunk young punk started starting **** with me. I said, that I didn't want to fight and we would both be kicked out if we did. I continued to have a good time with my friends. For some reason he felt he needed to continue to push me. I offered him a seat to sit and chill and just then the doorman approached him and asked him to leave and showed him to the door.

I got to stay (probably would have had to leave if I had fought with him) I had fun the rest of the night, he had to leave probably pissed off, puking drunk.

I won he lost and not a bit of contact.

Answer 7

Sort of. When I was in Jr. High and had been studying for about a year, I had a guy that was throwing pencil erasers at my back. So I threw one back. Except I had the wrong guy, I threw one at his friend who was sitting next to him. He was a troublemaker, and I just assumed... well, assume makes an *** out of you and me, right?

Anyway, the teacher wasn't there yet, so he ran at me punching and screeming, so I blocked. I kind of blacked out for a second, and the next thing I knew he had his arm arround my neck and I was throwing him off like rainwatter of a duck's back. He stood up for more, and suddenly we were both grabbed by our 6'4" teacher and drug to the principle's office by our ears.

I wasn't a trouble maker, this was the eight grade and my first "fight," so almost all of my teachers came to see me in the principle's office before I left and gave me my homework assignments before I left since they couldn't make exceptions to their late homework policies just because I was suspended for a day, so sure enough the next day I showed up after school to turn in my homework so it wouldn't be late when I showed up on the third morning.

By the third morning, the rumors were flying. Apperently, we had had a 10 minute log slugout in the halls after our teacher had pulled us out... wish I could have seen that. Also apperently I had subdued the teacher, although the reports as to exact cronology for that event varied. (Yeah, right... I think he was a boxer in college, or at least that was the rumor also.) After that, when my opponent hadn't relented, I ended up breaking his arm, his nose, and giving him a concussion. (sp?) Wow, that really sounded like an awsome fight. Wish I'd been there.

I assured people that when he showed up, they would see there was no broken arm, to which several people replied that it would in fact be proven their story was true when he didn't show up.

He didn't show up. He skipped school that day. I could have slaughtered him. Everyone was afraid of me for two weeks.

After two weeks, when he started telling his side of the story, and his side of the story was more like my story, except he didn't admit he was loosing, just said, "It's hard to say who would have won," I had a few "clallenges" for which I never showed up. People would try to grab at me in the halls. I let them. People would try to scare me into reacting, to which I would feighn absolute terror. One guy did manage to convice me he was going to try and hit me, and I blocked him and tied him up pretty good, but not many people were arround and when he said, "I let him do that," I didn't protest. After about two months everything calmed down and no one even remembered I studied Kung Fu.

Answer 8

Yeah I've used it several times, one most prominent time was during our local tri county fair, I was hanging out with a friend of mine and her sister, catching up on old times when her boyfriend cane in with two of his friends.

He wanted to fight me just because I was talking to her and her sister (not like I was trying to flirt with her, but apparently that's what was on his mind), I did attempt to diffuse the situation by telling him that I knew her from school, but he was drunk, and had the idea of a fight on his mind; although he did get one good strike in, I was able to get him into an armbar without injuring him (because I felt that he was emabarassing her enough, and I wasn't gonna embarass her further by kicking his a**).

his friends tried getting in on the fight, but with some "forceful persuasion" I was able to change their minds, and apparently they were smart enough to listen to my suggestion that they stay out of the fight, it wasn't much of a fight, but I was able to end it without much violence, but I left him a warning that the next confrontation we'd have that I wouldn't hesitate to do more to convince him about crossing my path again.

another time I was jumped by three football players from another county (our high school had just beaten them the week before), and unfortunately the fight didn't have the result they'd hoped for, one came away with a broken arm, and another came away with a broken nose and prob'ly a healthy dental bill with several teeth knocked out.

the third guy didn't do too much; he saw what happened to his buddies and ran off.

Answer 9

to be a true master in martial arts, you learn not only to be able to defend yourself, but to recognize situations that are potentially explosive and remove yourself from them.

Answer 10

AS a matter of fact I have, on occasin, used my skills in real life confrontatins. One in particular was just a few nights ago. I was out walking, as I often do, when I was approached by someone asking for money. Being broke myself I had none to give. The person was not willinhg to accept that answer and demanded to examine my wallet, which I naturaly refused. He then informed me that if I didn't give it to him he would take it. I told him we was welcome to try and took up an offensive fighting stance. He let out a call and I found myself surrounded by 6 of his friends. One of them attempted to restrain me form behind in a bear hug type move. I stepped out with my rightfoot,dropped into a low horse stance and hti him in the grooin with a low hammer fist, then turned and hit him in the face with my left elbow, breaking his nose. As he fell, another came at me with wide arcing right roundhouse punch to my head, I grabbed his arm, pivoted counter slocksise with his motion and maneuvered him onto the ground, then stomped on his back. Two more came at me from either side and I stopped one with a simple front thrust kick, then the other with a back kick, followed by a jumping, spinning reverse crescent kick to the head, the back to the first with a side kick. After that the one that had initially approached me picked up a piece of wood from the ground and swung it at my head. I ducked under it and swept his feet out form under him then turned and advanced on the other two that were till standing. One of them tried to hit me in the stomach and I grabed his arm, and broke it at the elbow over my forearm. The last of them ran away when I turned to him. As I left I jumped on the ribs of the one that had started it all.

I make it a point NEVER to back down from a fight, no matter what the odds and after 33 years I never have...