Chapter 7: Shadows
Taking off his heavy training clothes, Lu Ming felt relaxed for a while. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info In all shooting events, air rifle players have the highest physical requirements. Unlike small-caliber events such as pistols, air-rifle athletes not only have to lift dozens of pounds of firearms on weekdays, but also wear training clothes weighing more than a dozen pounds. Since the material of the training clothes is usually canvas, some are hard, thick, and airtight. Basically, after every training session, Lu Ming's whole body would be soaked.
Hiss..
Lu Ming gasped, and as soon as he took off his training clothes, an unbearable pain came from his waist.
Worst!
The mood that was originally elated because the old coach agreed to participate in the competition suddenly fell to the bottom. Even if he didn't go to the shooting team's medical room for diagnosis, Lu Ming could guess that it was a lumbar muscle injury. He had had a similar experience in his previous life, and the original pain should have appeared two years later.
Now, because of jet lag, he overtrained and broke out early. This kind of situation is by no means what Lu Ming wants to see. Now, he can't afford any delay caused by physical pain. In two months, it will be the World Championships in Munich, Germany. And this World Championships determines the Olympic ticket of the national shooting team. Therefore, he had to lift himself to peak fitness in just two months before he could face the world's biggest shooters.
All this determines that he can't afford to be injured at all. What's more, his wife was obsessed with shooting in her previous life. That's the coincidence of the national team. Lu Ming was not sure if the coincidence would be staged after being reborn. Therefore, only the more he wins shooting competitions, and becomes famous or even higher in the shooting world, the odds of encountering him will increase.
Going back in time, the only thing Lu Ming can do is to move forward and sail against the current until he returns to the old days. The sudden injury cast a heavy shadow over his plans.
Failure to stop means that the pain is getting worse and can have even more serious consequences. Stopping treatment means losing the possibility of changing the trajectory of fate. All the previous efforts will be in vain. This seems to have become a dead knot, and fate once again played a joke on Lu Ming. In the dark, it seemed that there were two big hands constantly trying to turn Lu Ming's changed trajectory back to the original place.
The next day
"Lu Ming, I heard that you are going to participate in a shooting competition?" In the distance, a figure took advantage of the old coach's absence, and suddenly broke into Lu Ming's sight and asked.
"Guo Fei?" Lu Ming's brows couldn't help frowning. Since the old rival of this provincial team, also joined the national team. In the past two months, in addition to being cold-eyed on the training ground, he has greatly belittled Lu Ming's shooting level in front of his teammates. This also made Lu Ming's perception of Guo Fei extremely bad.
"Eh, I heard that in this competition, in addition to some folk masters, there will also be shooting celebrities to participate. With your two brushes, do you think you'll be as lucky as you were in the tryouts? Guo Fei said disdainfully. Until now, he is indignant about the results of the tryouts. After coming to the national team, Lu Ming's poor performance on the training ground made him believe that Lu Ming was the result of his luck.
Bang! Bang! ....
I saw Lu Ming standing in front of the target position casually, and in just one minute, more than a dozen bullets were fired. Then he glanced at Guo Fei with disdain, and walked towards another target position.
"What do you mean? Lu Ming! Guo Feiden was angered by Lu Ming's provocative eyes. The guy in front of him actually made a gesture of looking at him as a clown.
"I'm going to see how much you can score!" Guo Fei walked towards the position where Lu Ming was standing.
On the small screen in front of the target position, 10.7 and 10.8 were almost uniform, which instantly made Guo Fei's face red. On the shooting range, if you can consistently score more than 10.6 rings, you will definitely stand in the ranks of top athletes.
A place the size of a fingernail is divided into ten circles, and the density of each circle within ten rings can be imagined. Therefore, for ordinary athletes, the 10.6 ring is a position that can be encountered but not sought. Even the top athletes, if they want to hit so many 7s and 8s in the ten rings in a row, it is all up to luck. And Lu Ming counted the shots at random just now, and each shot was not less than 10.7 rings!
Being considered by a person who relies on luck is not at all pleasant to be slapped in the face. Whether it is in the provincial team or the national team, Guo Fei does not think that he is much worse than Lu Ming. At this time, he was disheartened, as if he had returned to the scene of the national team selection match again. No matter how he chased after him, even if he hit 10.6 rings, he was directly beaten by Lu Ming with 10.8 rings and 10. 9 rings were pressed down instantly.
"How can this be, it's impossible..."Guo Fei stayed motionless in front of the target position, and said with a gloomy expression.
"All athletes who use their tongues and scheming as means will not become a good athlete!" He remembered that Coach Liu of the provincial team gave him such a sentence before he came to the national team. Unfortunately, he didn't listen at the time. Now, he has only been in the national team for just over two months. The gap between him and Lu Ming has become earth-shattering.
Jet lag extends the senses and perceptions of the human body infinitely! When this talent is applied to shooting, it is truly put to good use. In addition to the psychological factors on the field, the rest of the performance of shooting sports is the standard degree of use of action skills.
Reload, raise the gun, aim, pull the trigger, and bam! This is the shooting process that a normal person sees when watching an athlete compete. But in fact, every time a shooter raises a gun, he will complete each step in strict order. Excellent results can only be achieved when the right muscle sensation is achieved.
After more than two months of hard training, Lu Ming's movements have been basically finalized, and his muscle memory has caught up with the peak of his previous life. With the blessing of jet lag, Lu Ming's senses and perceptions have become infinitely sensitive. It seemed like a short moment, but it took him a long time to perceive the optimal number of rings for muscle memory.
After seeing Guo Fei's dejected appearance in the corner of his eye, Lu Ming's bad mood because of his physical pain also relaxed a little. Things are not at worst yet, and everything will turn around.
"The skill tree has a lot of forks that haven't been upgraded, and there must be similarly healthy skills or talents." Secretly cheering himself up, Lu Ming continued to start a new round of shooting training.
In a sense, this upcoming competition in Beijing is the first public shooting competition since his rebirth. And when it comes to injury crisis, he has to get a perfect result to get everyone's approval, and at the same time, he can also bring more experience to upgrade the skill tree.
In addition to the 10m air-rifle, this time he also signed up for the 50m rifle tri-qualification competition. After Lu Ming showed an amazing talent for the three-way competition, the old coach has gradually begun to train him in special training these days. As a master project at the peak of his previous life, Lu Ming's state recovered extremely quickly. Right now, it's almost at its peak.
Standing, lying and kneeling are the core of the 50-meter rifle competition. Only by harmonizing the three states can you get the best results. As the difficulty of the action increases, it is more likely to make mistakes. Therefore, compared to the 10m air-rifle, the 50 rifle three-position is the biggest test for him in this competition.
Everything is ready, only the game is owed!