Chapter 120: Ice and Snow Preparations

At the beginning of December, there were gusts of wind and heavy snowfall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lijiagou temporary training camp.

The gym has comfortable air conditioning and convenient equipment, but Gao Yuan would rather move to the countryside with Lao Li and walk into the cold. Adversity can exercise a person's will, and so can a harsh climate. Five degrees below zero, the wilderness was silent. A certain student carried a "turtle shell" weighing 40 catties and a 20-pound steel axe in his hand, and ran all the way to the top of the low mountain.

If nothing else, this should be his last training session in China in recent times. Gao Yuan cherishes the days with Master very much, and also cherishes this only remaining happy time.

Three weeks had passed, and his hair was now very long, his beard was disheveled, and his face was swarthy, and his eyes were vicious, and he looked like a wild man with a lot of hair and blood.

An hour later, after an arduous trek, Takato finally reached the top of the mountain!

The top of the mountain is pink and jade, and the snow scene is like a fairyland, but the temperature is really low, and the north wind brushes the face, which is sharper than a knife.

Without hesitation, he immediately jumped on the spot, struck in the air, moved, picked up the big axe as soon as he moved, and picked up those dead wood and stumps and other things to chop wildly, and fully exercised his waist and arms.

The more than 20 days of hard training in the mountain village are very simple:

First: Shake the chains, pick up the axe, and hit the heavy sandbags to increase your strength!

In the future, all the foreigners who will have to face are like wolves and tigers, how can they do without invincible artillery fire!

Second: Practice rushing, surrounding, and side flashing, and exercise your pace!

Lao Mei is a master, if you don't have two scuds, no matter how big your strength is, it's nonsense!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The sound of slashing spread far away, echoing for a long time.

"Hey, hey, stop! Stop! ”

Dai Xiaoqiang, who was late for a long time, panted like a cow and shouted loudly behind him.

Because the well-coordinated old thirteen Xu Zhongyu was going to play a game, and he couldn't find a suitable sparring partner in China, Lao Li simply reluctantly called him to his hometown training camp to make up for it. Don't say it, Dai Xiaoqiang, this guy is really ruthless, his performance is getting better and better day by day, and his ability to resist beating is greatly improved.

Gao Yuan paused and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Dai Xiaoqiang said: "Eighth child, stop!" Don't damage the environment, this tree is alive! ”

Gao was stunned and said, "Huh? It's true? It's all gone, how do I know! ”

Dai Xiaoqiang said with black lines on his head: "Nonsense, which tree on the mountain doesn't shed leaves?" How do you judge whether you live or die? ”

Gao Yuan said: "By feeling! ”

Dai Xiaoqiang covered his face and sighed long.

Gao Yuan coughed and said: "Since this tree has been cut down like this by me, even if it is alive, it will be dead, so it is better to make the best use of it!" ”

Dai Xiaoqiang said: "What do you want to do?" ”

Gao Yuan didn't answer, and picked up the cold and shining axe again, ping-pong......

Dai Xiaoqiang stammered: "! ”

Gao Yuan rested after training, Dai Xiaoqiang lifted the axe, and then continued to violence. He also belongs to the tiger's back and wolf's waist, his movements and frequency are quite good, and he obviously has a very strong body.

The brothers tossed enough, and then walked slowly to the foot of the mountain.

Dai Xiaoqiang said: "Old eight, Coach Li is fishing in the waterhole below, and he may drink fish soup at noon!" ”

The waterhole at the foot of the mountain is formed by a small waterfall that flows all year round and does not freeze in the center.

Gao Yuan said: "Oh, when did he come?" ”

Dai Xiaoqiang said: "Follow me before and after." ”

Gao Yuan said: "Fish soup, tsk...... It's cold, I'm afraid it's not very easy to fish. ”

Dai Xiaoqiang grinned: "It doesn't matter, anyway, Aunt Wang cooked mutton soup, and it's the same if there is no fish to eat mutton." ”

Gao Yuan sneered: "You're not a picky eater. ”

When they walked to the waterhole, where was Lao Li's shadow? It is estimated that the people have already been frozen.

……

Sure enough, there was no fish at noon, and the three men gathered around the table, munching on rice while watching the video.

A video of defending boxing champion Mitchell's boxing fight.

Muhammad Mitchell, he is 28 years old, 1.92 meters tall, 2.04 meters long, weighs 234 pounds, (about 1006 kilograms), has a professional record of 35 wins and 2 losses, 27 knockouts, and is ranked No. 1 in the Asia-Pacific region!

Lao Mi belongs to the style of both rigidity and softness, with jabs, heavy punches, fast footwork, sharp combination punches, steady and fierce play, and no obvious technical shortcomings, this type of boxer is the most difficult to deal with.

Li Wangxiang asked: "Xiaoyuan, I've watched more than 30 shows, let's talk about my feelings." ”

Gao Yuan groaned.

Dai Xiaoqiang hurriedly interjected: "Look at it every day, it's like a serial, I don't think he's a big deal?" ”

He has been beaten to death by his classmates recently, and when he compares the two compartments, he finds that the heavy blow of the eighth child is more hidden.

Lao Li said lightly: "Can't stop your mouth when eating?" ”

Belch......

Dai Xiaoqiang sneered and lowered his head.

Gao Yuan thought for a while, and finally said: "Well, compared to the early stage and the late stage, Mitchell's speed seems to be getting slower and slower!" ”

Lao Li smiled when he heard this.

Gao Yuandao: "I noticed that in the first dozen games, he was only about 99 kilograms, but now he has nearly 7 kilograms more!" Mitchell's skeleton isn't that big and can't afford it! He blindly increased his muscles, which improved his strength, but at the same time sacrificed flexibility, which was more than worth the loss. ”

Lao Li said: "That's right, your eyesight has improved. ”

Gao Yuan grinned and said: "Famous teachers produce high apprentices, you don't want to think about who I stay with every day!" ”

Lao Li said: "Ahem...... So, our training ideas are completely right, big to small, fast to slow, as long as you are cautious, it should be easy to take Mitchell. ”

Gao Yuan said: "Well, he can't go through two rounds!" ”

Seeing that this pair of domineering masters and apprentices sentenced an intercontinental boxing champion to death while talking and laughing, Dai Xiaoqiang's eyes straightened when he heard it, and he was envious! When will buddies be as awesome as the eight?

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After eating and resting, Gao Yuan continued to walk into the wind and snow.

He simply jumped the rope for twenty minutes, and then shook the two iron chains tied in the courtyard, up and down, left and right, and vibrated wildly! The magnitude is huge, the momentum is violent, it is staggering!

After shaking the chains for half an hour, Gao Yuan began to practice heavy sandbags for forty minutes again!

"Bang bang bang!"

Pure long punches, pure left and right straight punches one or two combos!

He shot with all his might, bombarding the sandbags at a frequency of ten times per group, and it was so dense that it rained down, blasting out fifteen sets in a row......

To be a champion, to be a world boxing champion, there is no shortcut! Only by leaving behind the reality and all the shackles in my heart, enduring loneliness, and training with my life!

Dai Xiaoqiang stood behind him, secretly staring at someone's training style, and a strange look crossed his eyes!

Reverence!

If you don't go crazy, you won't survive!

Brother Mitchell, please be blessed, no one can save you......