The coaches care.

Of course, not only because of how much fame can be brought to the club and for oneself by producing a world-class player, or even a historical player, but also because of the huge prize money.

It's more out of professionals, an appreciation of genius, and I don't want to see such talent buried.

Chen Jing didn't speak, frowning and thinking.

In the past, he was definitely not happy, one is a personality problem, he doesn't like to show his head. The second is the issue of safety, and unlike most other sports, martial arts is also the most direct and violent of all the confrontational sports.

In other sports, if you move a little more aggressively on the court, you'll get a foul, and if you throw a punch — unless you're hockey, you're basically sent off.

But in martial arts, if you don't punch hard enough to knock your opponent down, you won't win.

But......

Now the situation is different.

You need to improve your fighting skills and combat ability.

It doesn't seem impossible?

"Let me go back and think about it?" Chen Jing gave such an answer.

The UFC has a big name.

But he had only heard of it and did not understand it.

The coaches nodded excitedly: "Okay, good." ”

"If you're not sure about anything, just ask me."

"I'm here twenty-four hours a day."

"Don't ask him, ask me, I'll talk."

Something that hasn't landed yet.

But several coaches have already fought for it.

If it weren't for the one who took care of the sparring partner, he would have to pay attention to the mental health of his own student, and he would also want to fight with those people in the past.

As a coach.

Who doesn't want to bring out a "Marciano" or "Shuge".

Chen Jing changed his opponent.

Changing from U18 to the main force of the club, the price of sparring has risen.

However, the effect is also rising.

These true professional fighters have extremely high control over their bodies and react faster.

Sometimes Chen Jing can see his intentions, and even see the intentions of the next and next two steps.

But the body can't keep up.

After two months of training, there is nothing wrong with bullying an eighteen-year-old child who is immature in all aspects.

It can be used against these tempered bodies.

Still much worse.

After all, sparring is a sparring partner, and with the coaches giving advice, they quickly grasp the point.

He has a good brain and good eyesight.

But apparently there has never been a fight.

This line of thinking doesn't work.

Different from Meng Aman's simple feeding moves, the club's sparring partners emphasize the streamlining of his tactical thinking.

Don't get it that complicated.

Don't think about it so much.

After a day of training, Chen Jing returned home and took a bath to digest the results.

By the way, search for many things about "UFC".

He realized that there was something wrong with his understanding.

Mixed martial arts isn't synonymous with "UFC," it's just that those coaches are determined that they can make it to that stage.

You can't hit the vital point, you can't be clever......

The rules of mixed martial arts can basically be summarized into these two items.

Deliberately create a level playing field, in which to face off.

Well......

Disadvantages mean.

But after all, it is a time of peace.

Doesn't seem to be bad?

Chen Jing put his phone aside.

After taking a shower, log in to the game again.

Meng Aman was already waiting for him at the door.

As always, we will learn.

"Your train of thought is much better than it was some time ago." Meng Aman rubbed his chest, "Is it because of the supernatural powers?" ”

He grinned.

In today's competition, he can only have an advantage in experience, strength and body.

It's hard to get the same big advantage as before.

Chen Jing innocently spread his hands: "I am a passive ability to enhance my eyesight and reaction ability." ”

"Fight me, it's quite tied?"

He looked at Meng Aman.

Before, he was too weak, and he couldn't measure Meng Aman's combat ability well.

But I just had a sparring session with that professional sparring partner today.

Now it's another fight.

He had a relatively specific judgment on Meng Aman's strength.

It's better than that professional sparring partner.

Whether it's reflexes, bodies, or battle ideas.

It's just awkward.

Meng Aman nodded and laughed: "Feel it now?" ”

"Then it looks like I'll be able to let go a little bit tomorrow and teach you a little more."

"I don't know where you learned the style of play, I've watched it during this time, the standard is the standard, but the killing intent is insufficient."

"It's all about knocking people down, but not in the direction of killing people."

"It's so merciful."

Chen Jing was silent and nodded.

Meng Aman spoke again: "By the way, do you want to come to our Yuncheng tomorrow for a walk?" ”

"No, no." Chen Jing shook his head.

Meng Aman whispered: "Today, a caravan is coming from afar, and it is said that it has come from a city four or five hundred miles away from us. ”

"Bring some goods to trade, you see if there is anything you need."

Chen Jing raised his eyebrows: "Four or five hundred miles? So far? ”

He hasn't been out yet.

But......

Occasionally, I hear from some scavengers that the wasteland is extremely dangerous.

Not to mention hundreds of miles, even dozens of miles are dangerous.

"Well, I was surprised at first, too." Meng Aman sighed, "But listening to their accents, it is indeed very different from us." ”

"They said that they were able to come all the way because they hired a genius guard on the hidden dragon list."

"Oh, and!"

"They said they came under the protection of the Heavenly Mother."

Heavenly Mother?

Chen Jing was immediately shocked.

Now these two words are like gangrene on his back, and it hurts his heart when he mentions it.

"What Heavenly Mother?" He asked in a low voice.

Meng Aman frowned and pondered, "What do you say..... Mercy Mother or something. ”

"Mercy and auspiciousness, Heavenly Mother above." Chen Jing said this name that made him unforgettable.

Meng Aman nodded: "Yes, yes, that's it." ”

Chen Jing took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

What's going on......

Didn't that Mother preach in a small world?

How did it end up in the Overworld?

And!

Chen Jing noticed something, looked up at Meng Aman, and asked anxiously, "You said that there is also a monk from the Hidden Dragon List in their caravan?" ”

Meng Aman nodded.

"Who's that?" He asked.

Meng Aman replied without hesitation, he remembered the names of these geniuses much more familiar than the names of the Heavenly Mother: "It's the one hundred and thirty-seventh, Zhang Zhao, the raw aconite on the seventh floor of the interior scene." ”

"Also selected by the Huangliang Realm?" Chen Jing asked again.

Meng Aman nodded: "This is natural." ”

"Only those of you who have been chosen can so unscrupulously elevate your cultivation to the realm."

Chen Jing frowned even tighter.

Here comes the point that makes me more confused.

Didn't the Heavenly Mother hate the Huangliang Realm so much that she wanted to exterminate every player in the Huangliang Realm?

But how......

His followers would come together with the monks of the Huangliang Realm.

And ask him to be the bodyguard of the caravan?

Meng Aman also noticed Chen Jing's face at this time, and opened his mouth to be concerned: "What's wrong?" What's the problem? ”