Chapter 6: The Mirror
Wang San frowned, Wang San was very depressed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
When Wang San saw Yu Sus, Yu Su was leisurely drinking whiskey.
"Do you think I can win Chess?"
Wang San thought about it before, and it seemed that no matter what kind of tactics he adopted, he would not be able to touch Qifu.
Yu Sus was slightly drunk, and he was lazy in the sun.
"Do you want to hear the truth, or do you want to be false!"
Hate the routine, Wang San was furious immediately after a little aftertaste.
"Why do you think I can't win, why do you want to fight him?"
"Of course, it's to motivate Chifu and keep him from letting up."
Yu Sus replied as a matter of course, completely treating Wang San as a tool-like existence.
"I want to beat you up!"
Wang San was a little angry, which made Wang San unhappy like father and daughter.
"Then I'll fire you and not give you a job!"
Ursus was shamelessly astonishing.
Wang San turned around hatefully and wiped the equipment fiercely.
The night is quiet,
The floor has not been wiped yet,
Tina pushed the door open, and Wang San was boxing.
In front of the mirror, Wang San made a serious quick jab, and then made a forward uppercut.
Halfway through, Wang San suddenly raised his head, and then staggered back two steps.
"What is this guy doing? Is this a pantomime? β
Tina didn't understand at first, but on second thought, it turned out that the idiot was pretending to be hit.
"It's amazing!"
Tina finally understood Wang San, and saw Wang San rush forward and hit an uppercut, and then shook his head, and fell to the floor with his head.
"You're boxing with Shadow?"
Tina despised Wang San very much.
"No, I'm fighting Kif."
Wang San replied very seriously.
"You can't beat Chess!"
Tina's blow was merciless.
"If I can't win, I want to win."
Wang San continued to punch and continued to be ridiculously hit by himself.
Tina still wanted to ridicule him, but looking at Wang San's ridiculous persistence, she broke out coldly.
"If you want to beat Chif, you need an experienced guy to come up with a solid tactic. And not blind speculation here! β
Tina twisted her ass and staggered up the stairs.
Wang San looked at Tina's round buttocks and fell into deep thought.
Wang San sat in the middle of the boxing,
Wang San is surrounded by the smell of stinky rubber,
Wang San waited for the guy in the snakeskin jacket.
The snakeskin jacket entered the door and saw Wang San.
Wang San didn't have any injuries on his face.
"Did you really use love against Tina?"
"Nope!"
Wang San shook his head resolutely.
"I want to know, how can I win against Chifu?"
Wang San suddenly asked this question, and the snakeskin jacket frowned and looked at Wang San carefully.
"It stands to reason that you can't beat Chif."
Wang San frowned, and the snakeskin jacket immediately said again.
"But boxing is not a sport of reason!"
"If you're unreasonable, you have a chance to win Chess."
Wang San couldn't figure it out.
"Unreasonable? Did you just rush over and fight hard? β
"That's not unreasonable, it's stupid."
The snakeskin jacket shrugged his shoulders and Shi Shiran entered the door.
Wang San looked at the round buttocks of the snakeskin jacket and fell into deep thought again.
In front of the big mirror in the training hall, Wang San repeated the drill again and again.
Chev is a bit taller than himself, so he's going to play controllingly.
The first thing you need to do is to reduce the probability of being hit by a jab, and you need to raise your hands.
Then take a variety of attacks and moves, Wang San does not have much confidence in this regard, because Wang San can feel that diversified attacks and moves rely more on experience and judgment, and he is almost equal to none in this regard.
And Kif's judgment is very accurate, he is likely to be hit by him, in this case, how can he attack as unreasonably as the snakeskin jacket said?
Wang San thought about the situation of the fight with Qifu in front of the mirror, but in any case, almost as soon as he made a move, he had to suffer Qifu's counterattack first.
There is no way to avoid this, as long as you do it, you will be beaten first.
Beaten, beaten, beaten.
He had to be beaten no matter what, Wang San couldn't find a way out, and the only result was almost to be beaten.
Wang San was confused, he couldn't figure it out.
If you can't find a way, can you only be beaten?
Wang San waved his fist in front of the mirror, and his mind was full of thoughts such as being beaten, unreasonable, and finding a suitable person to ask.
Subconsciously, Wang San made a gesture of being beaten and raised his head, and at the same time he waved his fist, his fist swept over the mirror, and sweat splashed on the mirror.
Wang San looked at the mirror and suddenly realized.
It turns out that since being beaten is inevitable, you should use the beating, deliberately beat, to avoid being beaten accidentally, and then at the same time as being beaten, you have a chance to hit the other party.
Right! I should have been beaten and then beaten up.
Wang San suddenly brightened, he felt that he was too smart.
With an idea, Wang San continued to practice in front of the mirror, and the jab assault was met by the opponent, and then immediately counterattacked.
Strike with an uppercut, be dodged by the opponent, and then immediately counterattack.
The more Wang San played, the more excited he became, the more he fought in front of the mirror, the more he had experience, he was very cool, and he wanted to laugh happily.
Wang San finally found a way, but Wang San is not naΓ―ve to think that if he finds a way, he can put it into practice.
The theory is feasible, but it needs to be verified in reality.
Marven moved his body in the corner.
There is no sparring task today, Marven decided to practice melee boxing, this is his shortcoming, Marven also wants to be a boxing champion, and Marven also practices diligently in his spare time.
No one doesn't want to be a boxing champion, and Marven is the same, in front of the sandbag, Marven is seriously punching the punching bag.
"Marven, let's fight!"
Wang San's voice was a little excited.
Marven saw that it was Wang San, and he was a little hesitant.
Because of Wang Santai's dish, Marven felt bored.
But Wang San's eyes sparkled when he looked at Marven, and Marven's heart softened.
"Okay!"
Marven replied reluctantly.
The two found a small training mall, armed with helmets and gloves.
Marven loosely took out his jab to test it as usual, but at this moment, Wang San was like a sharp spear finally unsheathed.
Bending over and sliding down, Wang San fiercely broke into Marven's arms and smashed Marven's chin with a left hook.
Marven was taken aback, Wang San actually learned this trick so quickly. He hurriedly strode back, dodged Wang San's attack, and adjusted the angle.
Marven was much more cautious and cautious with his jab again, but Wang San's side followed Qifu's routine before, raising his hands high to maintain defense.
After blocking Marven's two-punch jab, Wang San couldn't wait to suddenly rush up and hit the straight combination of the front and back hands.
Wang San's initiative to attack was too hasty, and the purpose was too obvious, and Marven easily punched Wang San in the face.
"Smack!"
At this level, Marven has completely seen Wang San's intentions, and Wang San's attack has been defused.
But at this time, Wang San did not stop, Wang San, who was punched in the face, was like a beast injected with stimulants, getting closer while being beaten, and hit Marven in the ribs with a punch.
"Bang!"
With a dull fist like a fleshy sound, Marven's body shrank.
"What a strong force!"
Marven came up with this thought, and Wang San's other hand threw a punch and a fierce straight punch.
"Smack!"
A crisp voice sounded, and Wang San slapped his fist on Marven's nose. This time Marven himself didn't expect that his body shook for a while, and then he actually fell to the ground.
Wang San watched Marven fall to the ground, and he actually fell to the ground.
Wang San couldn't believe it at first, and then he suddenly jumped up with excitement and excitement.
"Ahhh
"Ahhh
"I succeeded, I succeeded, I actually succeeded!"
Wang San roared unwillingly, from the beginning of boxing to the present, Wang San has been beaten, the first time he has a record, the excitement in his heart is indescribable.
He had been a walking dead with no memory before, not knowing where to go, not knowing what to do, no sorrow or joy, dazed, endless dazed pain.
After that, wanting to punch was just a fragment of memory that flashed in that moment, and now that he finally hit Marven, this kind of ecstasy gushing out from the bottom of his heart made Wang San feel that he was really alive, not a walking corpse.
It's a good feeling to have this joy, and I still want to box.
Wang San was bathed in joy, and after losing his memory, he finally found the idea of life.
After Marven was knocked down, he was also stunned for a long time, he really didn't expect Wang San's punch to be so heavy.
He was a little embarrassed at first, but looked at Wang San's excited look.
Marven laughed again, the bastard, using his anger as fodder for his own excitement.
However, he is a sparring partner, and he is just a boxer's nourishment.
After all, are you a little unwilling?
Marven got up and beckoned to Wang San.
"I was just careless just now, don't be complacent, let's come again!"
Marven said, stabbing at Wang San with brisk steps. Wang San dodged, Ma Wenwei'an's body suddenly advanced, and his back hand pressed over like a straight fist.
"Bang!"
Wang San was beaten and stumbled!
This punch is so heavy, but Wang San likes it, he suddenly began to like to get up and punch, and even when he was beaten, he liked it a little.
Wang San turned around, howled in his heart, ecstasy, and punched to meet the fight.
In the small training room, a clumsy figure staggered with a tall figure.
The clumsy guys were basically getting beaten, and occasionally they could hit Marvin, but they were all excited.
Marven found a scrappy opponent, and Wang San was beaten at the same time, and he was finally able to beat someone.