"Hurry up! Faster! ”

The sound of old John's chatter made Aoki Tsukasa grit his teeth, and he strained forward with a rather elastic rope tied around his waist, tied to a heavy tire.

It wasn't until he sprinted to the other side of the arena that Aoki breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his sweat.

"Keep going! And five more back and forth! Old John didn't give any time to rest, and kept urging, Aoki had to snort roughly, turn his head and start sprinting again towards the other end of the venue.

The big tires were dragged on the floor and creaked, but Matsuyama Yan didn't look distressed at all, but gloated loudly: "Hurry up, Division, your speed is three seconds slower!" ”

"I got it!!" Tsukasa Aoki roared and rushed forward with his hands and feet.

"Hurry up! You're not there yet! You save your strength and use it wherever you want! You don't even have a girlfriend! Old John's words almost made Aoki Tsukasa angry, rushed to the corner, and gave him a blank look: "Huh? ”

Old John turned his face away, and almost whistled: "Run, run!" ”

Tsukasa Aoki screamed and continued to sprint with the big tires.

"Uh, boss?"

Suddenly, some familiar voices came from the door, Aoki Tsukasa looked up, almost lying on the ground by the footsteps, at the door, Maeda Tora, Fujiwara Miao, and Matsusaka Daitake were looking at Aoki Tsukasa dumbfounded, and expressed shock at his sprint with a big tire on his back.

Old John was very grumpy: "Who are you? The gym is closed on the morning for half a month. ”

Yes, in order to provide a good venue for Aoki Division, Matsuyama Iwa simply closed the third floor when physical training was more frequent in the morning, and in the afternoon Aoki Division mainly conducted some small-scale training, so a special venue was divided for Aoki Division.

Of course, on the third floor, one of the octagonal cages is already dedicated to Tsukasa Aoki.

Aoki Tsukasa hurriedly interjected, "It's all my friend." ”

"What's wrong with your friend! Run! Who told you to stop! If you're lazy, add another set of training! Old John blew his beard and glared, but he didn't know Japanese, and he couldn't say anything to the three of Songshan, so he had to find Songshanyan and say, "Ask them what they're going to do." ”

Matsuyama Yan's sturdy body stood up like a hill, and he walked in front of the three Maeda Tigers, like a wall blocking their view: "Aoki Tsukasa has been going to train in a closed way recently, what are you doing here?" ”

"Well, we just want to, we want to practice together." Matsusaka Daitake was very nervous.

Maeda Tiger is quite calm, maybe he has seen too much of Aoki Tsukasa's face, and now he doesn't feel much about many things that look quite scary: "We have to follow in the footsteps of the boss, the boss is so strong and so hard, as his little brother, I definitely can't fall behind!" ”

Matsuyama Yan looked at Maeda Tiger and saw that his bones were strong, his muscles were good, and his arm span seemed to be okay, so he said with interest: "Want to practice boxing?" ”

Maeda Tiger nodded, with an excited face: "You must be the curator!" Our boss often nags you that you're a good person. ”

"Uh" Matsuyama Iwa always felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu, but he couldn't remember who said to himself the last one: You are a good person.

But he quickly put this feeling behind him and said with a smile: "If you are interested, you can take a look at the side first." Let's see how your boss trains, and if you feel that you can endure hardship, then decide. ”

Many people just feel excited and excited when they watch fighters train on TV, but to be honest, the kind of training videos that are edited out are very different from the real training.

In particular, Aoki's training is even more intimidating to many people.

Maeda Tiger and the others stood next to Matsuyama Iwa with some excitement, watching Aoki Tsukasa train, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

Old John saw that Maeda Tiger and the others didn't affect the training anymore, pursed his lips and didn't say anything, watching Aoki Tsukasa continue to shout: "Run, run!" ”

Aoki really wants to scold him, I use all the strength of milk, how can I run!

After running back and forth for five, Tsukasa Aoki took off the rope around his waist, coughed twice, and leaned against the wall gasping for air.

"Don't sit down, get up! Walk! "Old John's urging always came quickly and timely.

Aoki had no choice but to stand up honestly and walk a few steps slowly, until Old John snorted, and then sat down unintentionally.

Ning Qiang handed over the energy drink in a timely manner: "Drink, these are all high-end sports drinks, and ordinary athletes may not be able to buy them." ”

Aoki took a few sips, put it aside, and sighed, "Can you sprinkle a little more salt at noon?" ”

"Cumin too." Tsukasa Aoki gasped with his eyes closed.

Ning Qiang smiled bitterly and nodded: "I'll try my best to make it delicious for you." ”

Aoki Tsukasa gasped, and just as he felt relieved, Old John shouted loudly again: "It's hell time, show your friends, what hell is!" ”

"You're embarrassed to be weak in front of your friends!" Old John knows how to stimulate people very well, and he estimated that Aoki Tsukasa was about to be deflated, so he changed his words again: "The end of hell time is your rest time, but it's still the old track, rest from ten o'clock to half past ten, the slower you do, the less time you rest!" ”

Looking at the time of half past nine on the clock hanging in the venue, Tsukasa Aoki sat up with a wry smile.

Old John took out a mask: "Put it on." ”

Tsukasa Aoki wordlessly took the mask that covered all the eyes and put it on his face.

Maeda Tiger looked a little dazed, and asked Matsuyama Iwa beside him: "Curator, what is this mask for?" ”

"This is an oxygen barrier mask, and the purpose is to further strengthen the explosiveness of the players. Of course, the physical exertion will also be greater. Matsuyama Yan hugged his shoulders, and the muscles of his arms became more distinct.

Maeda Tiger nodded as if he didn't understand: "How long has the boss been training?" ”

"From six o'clock in the morning to now." Matsuyama Iwayi was shocked in a nutshell, startling Fujiwara Miao: "This kind of intensity, so long?" ”

"Do you think being a fighter is a joke? If it weren't for the exaggeration of yesterday's physical training, some of the physical fitness had been reduced today and changed to special strength training, it is estimated that Aoki would have fallen down a long time ago. Matsuyama Iwa said, and he saw that Aoki had already put on an oxygen barrier mask at this time.

Maeda Tiger's eyes lit up: "What is that leather man for?" Hit? ”

I just watched Aoki Tsukasa walk up to an anthropomorphic leather figure and walk to the octagonal cage carrying a leather figure about the same weight as a sandbag.

"Both." Matsuyama Iwa simply replied, and then, there was a loud bang in the ears of Maeda Tiger and the others.

I just saw Aoki Tsukasa grab the leather man and throw it to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw, and then grabbed the leather man and threw it over the shoulder in the opposite direction, and threw the leather man over again.

The purpose of this, on the one hand, is to exercise wrestling skills, and on the other hand, it is to exercise the explosive power of waist and hand integration.

Watching Tsukasa Aoki shake the heavy skin figure around, I don't know what Maeda Tiger thinks in his head, and he actually sighed: "This must feel very cool." ”

Hearing this, Matsuyama Iwa suddenly narrowed his eyes, looked at Maeda Tiger who was looking at Aoki Tsukasa with an obsessive face, and smiled, "Interested? ”

"yes!" Maeda Tiger unabashedly, raised his hand excitedly, and pretended that there was someone in front of him: "If I can also throw people around like this, how powerful it is." ”

Maeda Tora still remembers how badly he was once thrown to the ground by Ueno Yang!

Matsuyama Yan pinched his chin: "Why don't you take Aoki Division's rest time for a while, I'll take you to try?" ”

"What, how do you try?" Fujiwara swallowed.

"Don't worry, you have no experience after all, everyone can choose a few exercises and feel it." Songshan Yan was very atmospheric: "You are friends of the division, that is, my friends, if you think you can stand it, I will not charge money for my training in the future." ”

"Of course, it's okay if you can't stand it, mixed martial arts is really tiring." Matsuyama Iwa's gaze mainly stopped at Maeda Tiger.

Maeda's eager eyes were shining, and he nodded heavily.

Aoki Tsukasa turned over and smashed his elbow on the leather figure on the ground, and began to switch to ground suppression training, switching back and forth between the left and right positions against the skin figure, practicing the fluency of the movements and the ground smashing punch, Yu Guang glanced at Matsuyama Iwa and Maeda Tora, but found that the two were talking happily now.

Hey? Although Brother Yan is quite approachable to himself, he is usually quite stylish towards others, and Maeda Tiger can actually suit his taste?

Thinking that Maeda Tiger was a little bit of a second, Aoki Tsukasa was a little distracted.

"Add one minute!" Old John's words made Aoki Tsukasa grit his teeth, and instantly gathered again, no matter what they talked about anymore.

The innocent leather man was pressed into the ring by Tsukasa Aoki and ravaged for a while, and a crackling explosion resounded throughout the third-floor venue.