(This book is a parallel world, involving all boxers. There will be deviations in competitions and timelines. This includes but is not limited to age and whether to retire. This makes it easier to arrange the plot and not to conform to reality.)
After Xiao Yong and Zheng Tiequan rested for a while, their physical fitness recovered a little. Zheng Tiequan said: "Based on your current height and weight, you can play at featherweight or lightweight. If you play at featherweight, it will be more difficult to lose weight. However,
The advantages are also bigger. What level do you want to play?"
Mixed martial arts and boxing, or the modern ring, are all divided according to weight.
Different competitions have different weight requirements.
"Let's go to lightweight." Xiao Yong chose this level, and lightweight is also his favorite level.
Zheng Tiequan nodded and said, "That's fine. If you play lightweight, your weight is currently the most suitable."
He said solemnly: "In this way, starting from tomorrow, we will start training at eight o'clock every morning. In the morning, it will be special physical training. Seven days a week, I will arrange various training items for you, and in the afternoon, you will focus on fighting skills.
All training, including fighting, is done in the afternoon. I see that your current weakness is your standing skills. In the short term, we will make up for these shortcomings and make up for the shortcomings as quickly as possible."
Speaking of this, Zheng Tiequan sighed and said: "Although I was considered the number one figure in the country back then, it was only because mixed martial arts had just emerged in the country, and I was very rough in many techniques. If you have the conditions, I suggest that you can
Find some boxing gyms or something. Many of our boxing gyms now hire some very skilled coaches. The facilities in the gyms are much better than those here, including Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. You must practice this. I think you are.
You know a little bit, right?”
"I've learned it before!" Xiao Yong answered truthfully.
"That's not bad." Zheng Tiequan thought for a moment and then said: "In addition, there is another important point. Keep your mouth shut as much as possible. I know this is difficult, but the eating habits of our Chinese people, as a professional athlete,
, is not possible, you must reduce the intake of fat as much as possible, and you should try to control this at ordinary times."
Zheng Tiequan knew that this matter was not easy.
Because eating habits and structures are different.
And after all, Xiao Yong is still just a student.
All we can ask for is control as much as possible.
Xiao Yong nodded seriously. Since he chose this path, he was already prepared to endure hardships.
Zheng Tiequan smiled and said: "Okay, you've almost rested, right? Let's go out and run 5 kilometers first. After you adapt, we will gradually increase the amount. From now on, we will run 5 to 10 kilometers every morning!"
If you want to enhance your physical fitness, continuous training is a must, and sweating is also a must.
Xiao Yong didn't waste any time. He took off his protective gear and followed Zheng Tiequan out of the training hall. The two of them were going to go for a run on the playground.
On the other side, Zhou Jing also received the news that Xiao Yong had withdrawn from military training.
She found her class and announced the news to everyone.
"Xiao Yong withdrew from military training early because he had to train with the school's MMA coach in advance."
She just came to inform.
Everyone has their own thoughts in their hearts.
Many people are envious, because in their opinion, as long as there is no military training, it will be easy to train with any school coach.
Soon, Xiao Yong and Zheng Tiequan also came to the playground.
Zheng Tiequan smiled and said: "Twelve and a half laps, I will use the stopwatch to hold it for you, run well! Let's start!"
With an order, Xiao Yong started.
The weather is still very hot.
Under the sun, Xiao Yong started running.
In fact, Xiao Yong, who can win the national youth championship, has experienced this kind of training countless times. His ability to defeat those people is closely related to his physical fitness.
No one can succeed in vain.
The instructor and classmates also noticed Xiao Yong.
"Wow! Training has really started. Is this running?"
“It’s such a hot day to run...”
"How many laps is he planning to run?"
Circle after circle, Xiao Yong began to sweat on his forehead, and he controlled the frequency of his breathing and pace as much as possible.
Three steps, one exhale, three steps, one inhale, inhale through your nose as much as possible.
Seeing Xiao Yong like this, Zheng Tiequan knew that this kid still had some foundation.
The original envious mood of these students has disappeared at this time. Let them run under the sun? Five kilometers? That is almost like killing them.
But Xiao Yong felt happier the more he ran.
After the initial fatigue period, Xiao Yong felt that his body was completely moved, and his steps were even faster than before.
In fact, this is where the benefits of Qiangjin Pills slowly begin to show themselves.
On a short-term level, Qiangjin Pill has given Xiao Yong a strong bounce.
But in essence, it is an all-round strengthening of the fascia inside Xiao Yong's body. These things do not mean that the effects will be seen immediately after strengthening.
In this training mode, its potential can be realized.
The camouflage uniform was soaked with sweat, but Xiao Yong ran happily.
Seeing that it was almost over, Xiao Yong started the final sprint.
Even though he had already run five kilometers, he tried his best and finally, Xiao Yong rushed past Zheng Tiequan!
"how long?"
Xiao Yong asked curiously.
"17 minutes and 14 seconds!" This result, in Zheng Tiequan's opinion, is already very good.
Of course, it can't be compared to that kind of track and field training.
At this time, Xiao Yong's class instructor asked the students to rest and ran away. He asked curiously: "It's five kilometers, how long did it take?"
"17 minutes and 14 seconds!"
When the instructor heard this result, he laughed and patted Xiao Yong: "Okay, not bad. This result is considered excellent in our army."
Compared with fighting, the five-kilometer race is basically a standing subject that every army must train for. For them, the five-kilometer result is extremely sensitive!
After saying that, the instructor looked at Zheng Tiequan and said with a smile: "Why don't you sprint a few 400 meters while it's hot?"
Xiao Yong: "???"
Zheng Tiequan nodded and said, "I think it's okay."
The instructor also went on the track, jumping and moving his body, and said with a smile: "Here, I will sprint with you. I will run 400 meters in 58 seconds. If you surpass me, you can rest!"
This kind of training obviously makes the instructors more interested. Training new recruits is really boring.
Yes, that kind of training is really boring for them.
The standards are low, and the amount of training cannot be increased, but the freshmen still feel that it is already very harsh...
Han Jiayi also noticed the movement here, watching Xiao Yong standing on the track from a distance, she murmured: "Come on, Ayong."
On the other side, in Xiao Yong's class, Yang Lele was also watching Xiao Yong prepare to race with the instructor!
Zheng Tiequan gave an order, and Xiao Yong and the instructor rushed out at the same time!
Sprinting with all your strength for 400 meters is even more painful than five kilometers.
Under the sun, both of them ran hard!
However, after two hundred meters, Xiao Yong began to distance himself!
He felt as if his lungs were about to explode and his legs were even a little out of control.
But he is still running hard!
Can't be caught up! A man's purest desire to win!
The body can only become stronger under extreme pressure, and every bit of glory is earned with countless sweats.
Xiao Yong also officially participated in the training!
"54 seconds!" Xiao Yong wins!
At the moment when Xiao Yong won, Yang Lele in Xiao Yong's class suddenly stood up and shouted: "Well done to Xiao Yong!"