"There is training here at 8 o'clock in the evening, welcome to practice with us and experience it." Coach Liu walked up to Tang Long and said.

"Okay." Tang Long said.

"You can go to the reception room and sit for a while, or you can work out in the fitness area."

"Okay."

After Coach Liu returned to the coaching room, his mobile phone shook, Tang Long took out his mobile phone, Fang Feiyun sent him a WeChat, he clicked on WeChat, and saw that Fang Feiyun sent him an online article, titled "Sending a Drinker to Flirt with Lian's Girlfriend, Wenshan Lake Was Killed in Seconds to Teach Others".

Tang Long clicked on the article with trembling fingers, and the article described him in a mocking tone as a lascivious hooligan, because he was molesting Dongfang Zhou's girlfriend on the shore of Wenshan Lake, and was found to be violently beaten by Dongfang Zhou. The article is preceded by a short video of Dongfang Zhou KO him. Not only that, but later in the article, his name, age, school, and department were detailed, and his work of delivering wine on holidays was also written.

After Tang Long finished reading it, his hands trembled, and the phone almost rolled off his hand. He felt his blood instantly turn hot, burning his body like magma. He took off his shoes and rushed to the sandbags in the training area. The black sandbag seemed to be looking at him, laughing at him. He gritted his teeth and punched him, and the sandbag shook. He picked up speed and punched punch after punch on the sandbag, which swayed like a pendulum. Soon, he got tired. He stopped, panting and sitting on the floor, his back against the wall, his eyes locked on a corner of the training hall, and his whole body fell into deep sorrow.

"Are you alright, young man?" The uncle put down the bucket for cleaning the mop and stood outside the training area looking at him.

"I'm fine." Tang Long looked at him and said, then rested his head on the wall and looked at the intricate black pipes on the ceiling.

"Wait and practice boxing, go back and get a good night's sleep, tomorrow is another good day."

"Okay, thank you, uncle." Tang Long said gratefully.

At 7:10 p.m., the boxers of the amateur team came to the club one after another, and the first boxers put their gloves on the cabinet, changed into gym clothes, sat on the floor and began to wrap bandages on their two fists.

By 7:50, more than 20 fighters from the amateur team had arrived. Among the students are junior high school students and college students; There are elderly people in their sixties, and there are also teenage boys and girls; There are men who work from 9 to 5, and there are housewives who are married and raised children at home...... Some are fat, some are strong and strong, some are wonderful, and some are thin and thin...... All kinds of people gathered in the training hall, and the empty training hall suddenly became lively.

The music started, and it was a fast-paced dance song. Coach Liu and two young male coaches walked to the middle of the training area and asked the students to stand in three rows in order of tallness, with the short ones standing in front and the tall ones standing in the back. Under the demonstration of Coach Liu, everyone began to warm up, first 2 minutes of rotating the wrist and ankle, then 2 minutes of front and back left and right side support, moving the neck muscles, then 2 minutes of rotating the neck and waist, and finally, after doing the chest expansion exercise, deltoid muscle stretching, hip psoas muscle stretching and inner thigh stretching, everyone ran around the training area in a long line under the leadership of the coach.

Fifteen minutes later, the run was over, sweat soaking the fighters' shirts. Under the leadership of Coach Liu, they began to practice air strikes in front of the mirror, jumping flexibly like a wild deer, and playing a set of combination punches, in the boxing method, they also blended the leg and knee methods. The fists wrapped in colorful bandages kept swinging towards the imaginary enemy in front of them, and their spirits filled their bodies in an instant.

Tang Long stood behind helplessly, watching them air strike, both nervous and excited.

"Come here." Coach Liu waved his hand and shouted to him.

Tang Long walked over and stood with the other three freshmen.

There was a faint smell of sweat in the training hall. At the door of the training hall, the girl at the front desk just now was holding her mobile phone to take a video of the boxers' air strikes. Outside the window, there was a faint sound of cars.

"Today, I will come to class for the first time, and I will teach you the basic straight punches first, and I hope you will continue to improve."

"Okay, thanks." Tang Long said.

He suddenly remembered Dongfang Zhou, remembered Bai Sumei, at this moment, what are they doing? Will they be together now? No, definitely not, he muttered to himself. When he thought of this, the pain that had been temporarily forgotten after coming to Pengqiang Fight Club came from all directions again.

"Stay focused, Tang Long." Coach Liu patted Tang Long on the shoulder.

Tang Long nodded embarrassedly. Coach Liu's palm cut off Tang Long's long thoughts like a knife, and his attention returned to training.

Straight punch is not only the most basic punch, but also the most commonly used punch by fighters. As the name suggests, straight fist is a kind of boxing method that moves along a straight line, straight punch strikes, straight line retracts, simple and neat. A fighter with a superb straight punch can quickly find out the opponent's punching habits and weaknesses when he hits and test with a straight punch, and he can control the distance and block the opponent's fist when attacking. In the process of using a straight punch, the left hand is closest to the opponent, so it is easy to defend and attack. The right straight punch is one of the heavy punches of most fighters, the right fist is slightly farther away from the opponent's body than the left fist, and it is suitable for long-distance attacks with the left straight fist to form a combination punch, because it is a heavy punch, once hit, the lethality will be greater than the front straight punch......

After Coach Liu briefly talked about the role of straight punches and the basic principles of punching, he began to use slow motion to demonstrate the front and back straight punches to show them, and let them practice according to his punching style.

Everyone set up the fighting style, and practiced it one by one according to Coach Liu's explanation and requirements.

"Hit yourself in the head in the mirror and punch straight. When punching, pay attention to turning your waist and buttocks, and use your waist to exert force. Coach Liu shouted loudly.

After practicing straight punches for more than ten minutes, Coach Liu asked everyone to rest for five minutes. After the break, he continued to practice, and after an hour, Tang Long had mastered the basic movements and principles of the front and back straight punches, although he played not standard, sometimes the punches were not straight enough, sometimes the back punches were hit, and the front punches fell, forgetting to defend, sometimes forgetting to turn the shoulders, and forgetting to turn the waist when turning the shoulders, and the punches that were punched out were soft...... All the problems encountered by newcomers are manifested in him without exception. When he threw his fist at the figure in the mirror, he felt that it was not himself in the mirror, but a vague image, familiar and unfamiliar. This image takes his thoughts back to the past, makes him re-examine an unbearable picture, and makes him return to the shore of Sanssouci Lake, reuniting with Lin Jiali and the three teenagers who fatally injured Lin Jiali.

He threw his fist with all his might, shattering the three evil images, and when he withdrew his fist, the shadow fragments were reunited to piece together Dongfang Zhou's face. He gritted his teeth, kept waving his fists, and hit Dongfang Zhou with all his strength, but Dongfang Zhou stood still, still staring at him quietly opposite him, laughing at him......

"Stop, Tang Long, what are you doing?" Coach Liu shouted.

Tang Long withdrew his fist and slowly lowered it to his sides, lowering his head in silence.

"You forgot what you just told you about punching? Isn't this a mess? ”

"I'm sorry, Coach Liu......"

Coach Liu patiently talked about the essentials of punching straight punches before and after, repeatedly emphasizing that while punching, we should remember to defend and turn our waist and shoulders, and then Coach Liu asked everyone to rest for a while. Taking advantage of the break, Coach Liu found two black bandages and a pair of 12-ounce red gloves in the cabinet where the training equipment was stored.

"Teach you to wrap bandages first, wrapping bandages on your fists can prevent joint injuries, look carefully." Coach Liu said as he threw the long jump belt straight on the floor.

Like a black mamba, the black bandage first circled the middle of his left palm, then around his wrist, and then shuttled between his five fingers, and after a while, wrapped his left palm thickly, and then returned to his wrist, where it was firmly glued to the Velcro. After wrapping his left hand, Coach Liu did the same, helped him quickly wrap his right hand, and then picked up the fist gloves and put them on his hand.

Even though the gloves were tightly fastened on Velcro, there was a thick smell of sweat coming out of the gloves and invading his nose. He threw up his hands and looked at the glove, very excited. The tools that the fighters on TV used to belong to are now also on his hands. This is not just a pair of gloves, but a symbol of passion, strength, toughness, conquest, fighting spirit, and martial arts......

The ending song of "Fast and Furious 7" is playing on the loudspeaker of the training hall - "SeeYouAgain", after Uncle Zhang finished cleaning, he was working in the fitness area, and a few thin and tall boys walked into the club, standing next to the door of the club and looking at the players in the training area, whispering.

"How does it feel?" Coach Liu walked up to Tang Long and said.

"It's not bad, it's interesting." Coach Liu walked over and told them.

"If you like it, come and practice with everyone in the future!"

"I'll have to go home and talk to my mom and dad, and they'll probably agree......," Mr. Tang said.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the angry eyes and saliva sprayed on his face when Tang Qiang yelled at him.

"Okay, I hope you can become a better version of yourself."

Tang Long looked at Coach Liu and nodded.

The music stopped, and the bell rang out through the horns. Coach Liu asked everyone to stop and rest. After a few minutes of rest, the fighters put on their gloves and started hitting the punching bags. Coach Liu brought a pair of hand targets, and asked Tang Long and the four freshmen to use the straight fist boxing method they had just learned to hit the hand targets, and the green VENUM brand hand targets were printed with a black cobra snake head, and the snake's mouth was wide open, revealing sharp fangs.

The fist wearing the gloves hit the target, making a banging sound, the feeling of a real blow was completely different from the air punch that punched into the air, and the bad mood was transmitted to the target with the fist that was swung out, and was shattered into pieces by Tang Long's fist, scattering and splashing in all directions. After three minutes of hard play, he sat cross-legged on the floor, gasping for air. He felt more tired from shooting than carrying crates of beer, but he felt much lighter and calmer, and he liked it.

After Tang Long and the four of them finished hitting a few sets of hand targets, Coach Liu asked them to hit sandbags, and other boxers took turns to hit the hand targets of the three coaches. After hitting three sets of hand targets, Coach Liu asked everyone to take off their gloves, stand up in three rows again, and start to do planks, 50 push-ups, and 100 sit-ups in groups of three minutes, and then stretch their bodies under the leadership of Coach Liu.

The one-and-a-half-hour training was over quickly, and Tang Long's shirt, pants, and underwear were all soaked. He dragged his wet clothes to the shower and casually rinsed his feet with cold water, wiped his face, then went to the bathroom to find a few tissues to wipe his feet, put on his shoes and walked out.

After the training, the music in the club also stopped, the players in the training hall were sparsely pulled, some people were hitting sandbags, some people were pacing in the club to relax their bodies, some were in groups, sitting cross-legged on the floor and chatting quietly, some were in the fitness area iron, weightlifting, and strength training, and some team members took off their shirts and leaned against the wall, revealing eight-pack abs, allowing the coach to hit his abdomen and exercise his ability to resist blows, which made Tang Long's heart tremble.

"Are you tired, Tang Long?" Coach Liu, who had packed up his training tools, came over and asked.

"Not tired."

"It's a good day, go back and get some rest." Coach Liu said.

"Okay, thank you, Coach Liu."

"You're welcome, how old are you?"

"Nineteen."

"Nineteen years old is the golden age to learn martial arts, when I was nineteen years old, I was practicing routines at the Shaolin Tagou Martial Arts School, and then practicing free fighting." Coach Liu looked him up and down and said, "You are very young, in good physical condition, with strong muscle explosiveness, suitable for learning free fighting." ”

"Okay, I hope I can come here to learn martial arts." Tang Long said.

After Coach Liu added Tang Long's WeChat, Tang Long left Pengqiang Fight Club and hailed a taxi downstairs in Neptune Science and Technology Building to come to Shenda Fenghuaizhai, and after walking into the dormitory, he found that the dormitory was empty. He took off his wet clothes, took a shower, came to the Beimen subway station of Shenzhen University, took the subway line 7, and an hour later, he returned to the edge of the water and mountains of the great century. When he got to the door, it was already eleven twenty o'clock. In the past, at this time, Tang Qiang and Jin Yuhua must have slept, but today there were a few white lights in the cat's eyes of the security door.