Wang Xiaohua took Yang Liu aside and carefully wrapped his hands in bandages.

She said shyly: "Fingers in the palm of the hand, thumb against the second joint of the middle finger, yes, just make a fist...... Take a closer look at my movements! ”

I saw that her chin was constricted, her figure was slightly bent, her left hand was bent and her right fist was protected by her jaw, her front foot was solid, and her back heel was hanging in the air, and she put on a standard boxing move.

"Forward! After! With shoulders! Dive! Radical! Go around in circles! ”

As the captain of the provincial team, Wang Xiaohua has a good interpretation of what it means to "fly like a butterfly", advancing and retreating lightly and orderly, and dodging flexibly and changeably.

There are many kinds of beauty, and in the ring, speed and power are the most beautiful embodiments.

Yang Liu applauded: "Beautiful! Terrible! ”

Wang Xiaohua's face flushed: "You can try it!" ”

Yang Liu said: "Okay! ”

He imitated Wang Xiaohua's movements fast in and out, almost perfectly copied! And more erratic, faster!

Wang Xiaohua was surprised: "Have you ever studied?" I feel very proficient! ”

Yang Liu said: "Ah, I often like to watch boxing matches alone, and when I am bored, I will compare and compare." ”

Wang Xiaohua said: "Just a comparison? So how do I feel that I have practiced in vain in the past few years? ”

Yang Liu said: "Well, there is a type of person in this world called genius, and I am unfortunately this kind of person. ”

Wang Xiaohua: "......"

After the pace is familiarized, it is time to practice the target hit.

"Left hand jab!"

"Smack!"

"Hook your fist with your right hand!"

"Smack!"

"Straight punch combo!"

"Smack!"

"Combo punch combo!"

"Bang bang bang!"

This is a common training method, which can effectively improve the connection of hands, eyes, and steps, as well as the control of distance perception.

Li Rui was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth: "Look at Yang Liu's incredible expression!" Even a layman can tell that this guy is an avid boxing enthusiast! ”

Coach Ma said: "Well, the pace is steady, the reaction is fast, and the eyes are poisonous, almost reaching the professional level!" It can be seen that he must have spent a lot of time and put in a lot of hard work! ”

Li Rui said: "How do I think he is more like an action actor than that one?" ”

Coach Ma quietly swept the fake Zhao Xiangzuo in the distance, and whispered: "It's all showy, it looks beautiful, but it's actually vulnerable...... The young generation of martial arts stars is all over! ”

Li Rui said: "Speaking of which, as long as the current stars have a good-looking face, the others naturally have stunts and stand-ins, and they can still point to them for really hard work, blood and sweat?" ”

Coach Ma nodded and said, "Yang Liu is very good!" ”

Li Rui echoed: "It's just great! ”

At half past eleven, the morning process ended.

Half past twelve, lunch.

At two o'clock, the stationary bicycle practiced.

At 2:40, multiple sets of push-ups, sit-ups, and light barbell exercises.

At four o'clock, heavy sandbag exercises.

Coach Ma originally had a perfunctory and resistant feeling about celebrities coming to play tickets, but Yang Liu's expression completely broke his cognition, so the gold medal director couldn't help but love talent and stepped forward to teach him in person.

"If a fighter wants to gain strength, then heavy sandbag practice is the best choice, look at my movements!"

"Kick the ground, twist the waist, exert force!"

"Cold, hard, crispy!"

"Straight punches are going to be sudden!"

"Hide the bait!"

"Combo punches should be continuous!"

"The landing point should be changeable!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Yang Liu watched his movements carefully, and secretly wondered in his heart, it is not unreasonable that this kind of movement can survive for hundreds of years and is still flourishing! It completely discarded a single superfluous branch, and every move and style is clean, concise, and efficient, perfectly embodying the incomparable strength and beauty of fighting!

This is not without benefit to the practice of Yangliu's own ancient boxing skills, and it plays a good role as a reference.

Coach Ma held on to the sandbag and said, "Come on!" ”

Yang Liu's twisting of the waist is a heavy hook!

"Bang!"

Coach Ma exclaimed, "The strength is good! Again! ”

"Bang bang!"

"Okay, come again!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Beautiful!" ……

Compared with the desertion of the two of them, Zhao Xiangzuo's side is much more lively!

I saw that this guy was shirtless, perfectly showing his pectoral muscles, washboard-like abdominal muscles, coupled with his tough face and chic smile, he actually murdered a lot of shots!

He said triumphantly, "Everyone, look at it! ”

"Left low sweep!"

"Right high sweep!"

"Split!"

"Roundhouse kick!"

This person performed his complex and varied kicking stunt with fancy style, kicking the sandbags from side to side, crackling, and winning warm applause and cheers from the little girls!

Li Rui, the host of the location, couldn't help but say: "Xiao Zhao, you seem to have forgotten something, right?" It's a boxing hub! Don't go astray! ”

Zhao Xiangzuo's face fell: "Got it!" ”

Five o'clock, strength exercises. Including squats, leg presses, and iron rods hitting tires.

At six o'clock, the fixed bicycle practice.

At half past six, all processes are over.

This is the ordinary life of a boxer, which is boring and hard, and I can't believe that these young girls have been accustomed to it for many years!

After dinner, Yang Liu politely said goodbye to everyone, and walked back to the dormitory alone to wash and rest.

With nothing to do, he swiped his phone and paid attention to the situation of the other team members.

Tong Dawei: I never felt that running was such a painful thing, and in the end, I ran and cried......

Su Youpeng: I originally wanted to quit the competition, but when I looked at the amount of liquidated damages, I felt that I could still persevere!

Li Ai: Swimming is a very elegant sport, but after participating in this program, I decided that I would never swim again!

Song Jiajia: Well, the water in the pool is not good......

Below are all kinds of miserable real-time photos!

Yang Liu smiled, when did these big stars who are not diligent suffer this? Judging from the current situation, I can mix it well!

The wooden door of the dormitory was vigorously pushed open, and Zhao limped in to the left, looking very wolf.

The expression on his face was ugly, and he sat there silent for a long time.

Yang Liu glanced at him, and had no intention of saying hello at all.

Zhao Xiangzuo suddenly slapped the bed and yelled, "Don't do it!" I'm retiring! I want to go home! It's hell here! He ran out in a rage, like a mad horse with an arrow.

Willow smacked her lips in pity.

Want to quit? You just have to lose!

"The Strongest Athlete" is estimated to be cut into seven episodes, how many slots did you contribute to the first episode!

Really! Half an hour later, Zhao Xiangzuo came back with his head bowed weakly, looking as if his blood had been drained.