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Li Wangxiang took a cigarette in his mouth, held a copy of Gu Long's novel "Fist", and sat lazily by the wooden shed in a daze. It's January, and although the sun is hanging outside, the temperature is only about six degrees, and he is very little clothed, so he doesn't feel cold at all.

In front of Lao Li, there was a huge teenager who was training in logging.

The boy was seventeen or eighteen years old at most, and he looked very honest, and he chopped up the stakes quickly and ruthlessly, and the astonishing movements came and went, and the firecrackers crackled.

Suddenly, a piece of debris fell from the sky onto the book, making Lao Li tremble so much that even the cigarette butt fell off.

He roared, "Stop, stop! Old Eighteen! Do you chop pork stuffing? Rhythm! I want rhythm! ”

The young man stopped his movements and said embarrassedly: "Coach, what is rhythm?" ”

Lao Li said: "The left and right are balanced, and the weight is orderly!" ”

The boy scratched his head and muttered repeatedly.

Lao Li sighed and said, "Tie Pengfei, are you an elm pimple?" Do you know why Peng Yue's strength is not as good as you, but he can get the opportunity to go abroad for special training? ”

The young man Tie Pengfei smiled and said, "Because the soles of Nineteen's feet are more flexible than me." ”

Lao Li said: "Fart! Peng Yue can defeat Xu Zhongyu, defeat Dai Xiaoqiang, and clean you up in minutes, just because his head is more flexible than you! He knows how to be flexible! Boxing is not a tendon to fight to the death, you have to understand the truth and falsehood, the virtual and the real, and the change! ”

Tie Pengfei's face was full of confusion with a capital letter, and his eyes were quite clear and innocent.

Lao Li sighed and said: "Forget it, how you like to practice, tonight pick out a few videos of your starling brother's lofty boxing match to study, and compare the changes in the early and late stages." ”

Tie Pengfei said: "Coach, I've seen it several times!" In the early stage, he leaned on the punch, and in the later stage, he also relied on the punch, all of which were hand-to-hand combat, and there was no change at all? ”

Lao Li stretched out his hand to cover his head: "Please shut up and let me clean up for a while, okay?" ”

Tie Pengfei said honestly: "Oh! ”

He picked up his axe and continued to slash at the stake, at the same angle as before, like copying and pasting.

Lao Li's eyes were desperate, and he reached out to touch the cigarette case, but found that the cigarette had been smoked.

At this time, a tall figure approached, and the person who came said with a grin: "Master, knowing that your rations are consumed quickly, the apprentice has already sent two more boxes to your house!" ”

Lao Li said dumbfoundedly: "Xiaoyuan? ”

Gao Yuan said: "It's me!" ”

Lao Li's expression was excited, but he quickly regained his composure: "Have you eaten at noon?" ”

Gao Yuan said: "No." ”

Lao Li said: "Hurry up and go to the restaurant and ask the chef to make you a freshly made one, and rest for an hour after eating to continue training." ”

Gao Yuan said: "Yes! ”

After saying that, he went.

Tie Pengfei opened his mouth wide and said, "Teach ...... Coach, this is a starling, right? ”

Lao Li said: "That's right! ”

Tie Pengfei said: "People have played eight games in a row a year, how hard it is, it's so easy to pass the holidays, why do you still let him continue training?" ”

Lao Li said: "Do you think he is here for a vacation?" Smart people always know what they are supposed to do! If he is smart and willing to sweat in the boxer's profession, then his future will be infinitely bright. ”

Tie Pengfei said: "Uh, stupid people are willing to sweat more, can they become smart people?" ”

Lao Li looked at him and said meaningfully: "Not necessarily ......"

Gao Yuan just ate the stone pot beef rice in the restaurant, and five minutes later, the scene was already surrounded by black pressed friends! Su Zijian, Cheng Ming, Xu Zhongyu, Dai Xiaoqiang......

Everyone was excited, and they took a stubble!

"The eighth is finally back!" "Good man!" "the old guy!" "The eighth child didn't lose his job outside!"

Gao Yuan looked around, and everyone's eyes were red.

Only a true man can understand what a brother is! Comrade in arms! Partner! The deep friendship between them will never be erased by time for a lifetime!

Starting at 3 p.m. on January 4, Gao Yuan turned off his phone and returned to the light, officially engaging in four hours of hard training every day during the offseason. He has said to countless people that he is always ready and ready to fight, and he said so, and he did the same!

Why is Lewis still in his prime, but Tyson, who is a year younger than him, is dying?

Why is Holyfield still alive at forty years old, but young Riddick Bower is scrapped?

Why can Foreman defeat 26-year-old boxing champion Muller at the age of 46 and dominate the boxing world again?

Quite simply, talent is important, but diligence is even more important!

If you want to gain lasting combat effectiveness and a lasting career, you can only rely on one word: practice!

From now to the Chinese New Year, there is not much time left, and it is impossible to train comprehensively, so Gao Yuan thought for a long time and decided to focus on defense. In a boxing match, try to hit your opponent and try to avoid being hit by your opponent, this is the true meaning of boxing.

Gao Yuan borrowed the method of the famous head Atlas, and let the brothers and sisters of various styles and levels take turns to attack, while he only took a simple defensive position, moving, shaking, and blocking, without a single punch.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the new students would surround the ring and watch with envy as he tossed and turned in a very small area, defusing heavy blows, and the calmness and subtlety made them breathtaking. Gao Yuan's reflex nerve has been trained extremely sensitively after the cooperation of the gold medal target Jimmy, and now he has no distractions and only focuses on defense, and the coming punches seem to have become slow motion, and it has become very difficult to hit him.

With the passage of time, Gao Yuan changed the pattern to switch freely in the four methods of curved arm type, stacked arm type, shoulder lifting type, and backward style, and gradually there was a trend of enemy movement and integration, showing the demeanor of a master!

Among all the new partners of the "pilgrimage", the old eighteenth Tie Pengfei observed the most seriously, he looked at his steps, his shoulders, and his neck, sometimes confused like an idiot, sometimes smirking like a madman, forcibly writing during the day, and repeatedly simulating at night, and finally had an epiphany one day! Something called "rhythm" has officially settled in his brain since then!

At the beginning, the head coach of Wu Congjun valued Tie Pengfei's strength far beyond everyone else, and signed him into the club, thinking that he had picked up a baby, but he didn't expect that this stupid boy had two sledgehammers, but his head was tendoned, no matter how he trained, he couldn't change his straightforward and single straight punch style of play, and even Lao Li chose to give up after trying, but now he is affected by Gao Yuan, blessed to the soul, and actually enlightened!

Half a month later, for the first time in actual combat, he relied on the change of direction defense to survive the attack of the old sixteenth Dai Xiaoqiang!

In a few days, he used the offensive rhythm of true and false reality to hit the more powerful old thirteen Xu Zhongyu for the first time!

Tie Pengfei was full of confidence, and finally challenged Gao Yuan, asking the starling to point out!

Gao Yuan smiled and said, "Okay! ”

"Crackling!"

"Oops......"

The "combination of virtual and real" that Tie Pengfei had just comprehended, there was nothing to hide at all at the perverted speed of a certain classmate, and he was killed in a strong instant in front of him, and his head was full of ...... (To be continued.) )