Chu Que didn't know how to exert his own strength, he would only throw a punch at the coach that he thought was extremely tough.

But it was so easy to be resisted by the coach: "No! The shoulders, arms, and wrists are completely wrong! ”

After speaking, the coach took two steps back, and then swung a straight punch at him in the same posture as Chu Que.

And Chu Que also learned the action that the coach had just defended against him and prevented this punch... Is it?

The huge force was transmitted directly to Chu Que's body along the defensive arm, and the force caused him to directly deviate from his body and to the left, and then the coach raised his right foot and kicked him in the chest, kicking him to the ground.

"0 points for the second rating!" A red circle appeared in the scoreboard above: "I have seen how I defended, and I still can't defend it!" ”

Chu Que didn't expect that he could have such a fierce side, he was a little afraid to look directly at the coach, but when he thought that he was himself, why could he do it, but he couldn't.

It's not that there is any difference in physical fitness, it's that I don't know how to exert power at all, and training like this doesn't have any effect. He got up from the ground again, and instead of attacking the coach, he said to him, "Can you teach me how to do it first?" ”

When the coach heard this, he snapped his fingers. In the originally empty field, a dummy appeared, and the dummy was marked with various parts of the body.

"This is a training dummy, and it can also be used to test strength. Come and use as much force as you think you can get here, even if it's with your feet. The coach pointed to the position of the dummy's head, and Chu Que looked at the dummy with a height of one meter eight, and he couldn't kick it so high.

'You can't kick it, and you can't hit it directly, so the biggest force should be a straight punch or an elbow strike, right?' Chu Que slowly walked in front of the dummy, put on the posture of learning military physical boxing during military training, and then rushed slowly, and with a bang, the dummy trembled.

"30 kilograms!" From the dummy, a voice came out. "30 kilograms? It's pretty strong, right? Chu Que touched his fist, which was a little painful, his fist was fleshy, and although the dummy had a buffer, it was still a little hot.

The coach snorted coldly, pushed Chu Que away, and then casually punched the dummy's head. "45 kg!"

"See, it's just a random punch from your own body, 30 kilograms? Are you disabled?! "The coach looked angry at him for not being self-aware at all.

Then the coach took two steps back, and one straight punch "55 kg!" The force made the dummy shake a little, but only for a moment.

"See, that's the real power your body can exert with. A normal human can reach 40~50 kg in one hit. But the power that can really be exerted is still a little bit different from what they can actually do. The coach gave Chu Que a roll of his eyes and continued.

"To say that you are disabled is an insult to a disabled person like you. A confident punch can only weigh 30 kilograms? I advise you to commit suicide by entering the game, don't be embarrassed here. The coach's words were deeply inserted in Chu Que's heart, like a sharp sword, and he was pierced and stirred twice.

I closed my eyes and seemed to be a little emotional. Taking a deep breath, Chu Que bowed deeply to the coach, "Please help me and let me learn how to fight." ”

The coach did not speak, but snapped his fingers again, and three rotating stakes appeared in the field.

Without Chu Que noticing it at all, he sighed and said, "I am you, you are me." I am the same as you, but the value of my existence is for you, and your value has infinite possibilities. "The coach knows where his value lies, his birth is equivalent to a stronger individual out of the body, but it is full of flaws, once the trainer leaves, he will disappear without a trace, if he comes back a second time, there will be a new coach.

Chu Que raised his head, saw the rotating stake, and also heard the coach's words, knowing that he must be willing to teach himself, "What is this?" ”

"Scarousel, you stand in the middle first." The instructor pointed to the small clearing between the three stakes.

Coming to the middle of the wooden stakes, these wooden stakes next to them are all made of hard mulberry wood, and even the horizontal 'limbs' are directly built along the branches, which is more spiritual than ordinary wooden stakes.

"Okay, just stand over there and slap the stake next to you with your hand." Hearing the coach's words, Chu Que slapped his palm directly on the stake, and the stake began to rotate along his strength.

Slapped on the left, saw the right limb turn, and hit another punch. The punch was much heavier than a palm, and the stake spun back to the left with greater speed.

"Ouch... Before he could react, he was hit in the head by the limb with the first hit.

"Don't stop, keep going!" The coach next to him didn't seem to hear Chu Que's screams at all.

Since Chu Que had already made up his mind to study hard, he naturally had to listen to the coach's words and continue to attack the stake.

But this time, I was afraid of being smashed again, so I lightened my strength and hit it twice. The coach's reprimand next to him also arrived, "Haven't you eaten enough?!" Hard! ”

There is no way but to increase the strength. After the first attack, Chu Que immediately turned around and attacked the other side, and then turned around to attack the previous side.

I felt that I couldn't keep up with the turn, so I simply used my right hand on the left and my left hand on the right, standing in a posture of horse step in the middle, and constantly hitting the stake limbs from left to right.

About a dozen times left and right, Chu Que just felt a little tired, his hand was so slow, and a limb smashed directly into his face.

Boom... Another thud to the ground...

The coach just wanted to say that he did a good job, for beginners, finding the skills is already a commendable thing, but he didn't expect Chu Que to be knocked to the ground in the next second, looking at the coach and shaking his head.

"Stand up and continue!" Chu Que pulled the limbs of the stake and got up from the ground, and the place where he was hit before still felt painful, which was completely equivalent to punching himself, and even the stake was harder than the fist.

The training just went on, was beaten, went on. Got beaten up, continued. I don't have the strength anymore, so go on.

Chu Que didn't know how he persevered in such a short ten minutes. Until the coach shouted to stop, he was lying on the ground with exhaustion, his whole body was red and swollen, especially his face was about to swell into a pig's head.