Cosmic Demon

Chapter 15: Brother Tianfu, I want to be beaten

"Ah Cheng, how about a bet?"

In the training room, Li Yuan, who had taken off his protective gear, suddenly spoke.

"What are you gambling?"

Xie Yucheng was rubbing safflower oil on his elbows, calves and other bumps.

During actual combat, the intensity of physical confrontation far exceeds that of normal exercise.

In order to ensure the effect, both parties will communicate in advance and try their best.

He is not a sparring partner specially hired by the gym, he just takes beatings and teaches moves.

But this carries a greater risk of injury.

"Guess how long it will take for Brother Tiancai to learn the most basic fighting methods?
It took us a long time to master the basic boxing, kicking and footwork."

Li Yuan folded his arms and looked sideways at Qin Shi who was practicing the movements in a methodical manner, feeling quite unhappy.

In less than two hours, this guy was able to perform well and master the rhythm of the attack.

His physical talent is really too outstanding!
"As expected of a talented guy, look at his advance and retreat, his attack and defense awareness, he has mastered it perfectly!"

Xie Yucheng stared at it carefully for a while and shook his head:

“I train more than seven hours a day for three days to reach his current level.

This guy is really talented. I think he can learn the basic playing methods in four or five days.

If you want to get started, it’s a little difficult, and you’ll need at least seven or eight days of hard work.”

The old martial arts are usually divided into two steps: one is called learning how to use the brain, and the other is called learning how to use the hands.

The meaning of the former is obvious.

Like punches, kicks, and footwork, these three basic moves can be broken down into hundreds of movements.

In addition, the transitions between offense and defense, and the connection between them, are quite complicated.

It is not easy to remember everything and master it.

And just because the brain knows how to do something doesn’t mean the hands will also know how to do it.

"It will take at least a month for the body to remember the movements and turn them into instincts.

If you are not in good physical condition, it may even take years."

Xie Yucheng was full of emotion:
“You’ve seen the powerful boxers recruited by Brother Ze. Although their vitality development level is not high, their offensive is fierce. If we can hold out for ten seconds, we’ll be considered successful.

The road to becoming a boxer is not easy. If you don’t train hard for three to five years, there is no chance of success.”

Li Yuan curled his lips:

“Not necessarily. I will definitely catch up with them after I practice for a while.

Ah Cheng, do you want to gamble or not? The loser will treat me to a massage. Let’s order a 188 set meal!”

Xie Yucheng teased:
"Brother Yuan, why do you always want to go to Jinse Impression? Are you interested in No. 18?

OK, I bet in three days, Tianfu will master his fighting style and stun Lao Liang."

Li Yuan shook his head:
"You're too optimistic. No matter how good your physique is, muscles can't grow brains.

If you want to get started, start with five days, even if you eat nutritional paste every meal, plus Lao Liang will give you some special treatment! "

Li Yuan said the latter sentence with absolute certainty and confidence.

People are not made of iron. They can get tired physically and mentally.

Even if you train yourself to death, it is impossible to achieve a substantial breakthrough from zero to one in a short period of time.

Xie Yucheng shrugged:
"Let's wait and see. It's just a 188 set meal anyway, so you can't secretly add extra time, Brother Yuan!"

……

……

As the sun moved westward, the midsummer sunset glowed majestically and warmly, like broken gold penetrating through the clouds and coating the low outline of the No. 9 Middle School teaching building.

Qin Shi had no idea that someone was using him as a target for gambling. His slightly dazed eyes passed through his wet hair, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped onto the floor.

The chest was like a bellows, causing short breaths and expelling heat from the body, forming a light white mist like smoke.

This style of play consumes too much physical energy!

The martial arts novels that were popular in the old era were about peerless masters fighting for days and nights.

Lao Liang probably wouldn't be able to understand it.

Any warrior wants to keep his muscles tense and his tendons exerting force at all times.

You will soon become exhausted and find it difficult to sustain.

Just like doing strength training, it is bound to make you more tired than aerobics, it’s the same principle!
The burdens that the two put on the body are completely on a different level.

"When you think about it this way, it's pretty scientific that Ultraman runs out of energy after fighting for just a few minutes."

Qin Shi felt that his chest was about to start to emit red lights. After two hours of high-intensity training, his body was already overloaded.

My lungs felt like they were on fire, and there was a dull pain with every breath. The muscles in my arms, thighs, and soles of my feet were red and engorged.

This is the limit that one reaches after exhausting oneself again and again.

The text information on the monument panel appears on the retina from time to time.

It flashed like an indicator light, telling Qin Shi the results of today's training.

[Completed a set of exhaustion training] [Growth +50]

【Completed a set of exhaustion training】

[Growth +50...]

There are as many as seven or eight.

"Today's training has been very intense. From now on, I will use fighting to meet the upgrade requirements for the [Muscle Training] achievement. It's much more effective than training!"

Qin Shi took a deep breath and took a break.

The cool breeze that blew in through the open window was surprisingly refreshing on the sweaty young body.

“If you find the right posture to exert force and perform the movement in one go, you can cycle it over and over again through [muscle memory] until it becomes an instinct.

Unfortunately, my practice time was too short, and a few hours of effort was not enough to make further progress. ”

Qin Shi pondered silently on how to make better use of the achievements unlocked by the monument.

He had just been continuously activating his [muscle memory], optimizing the force path of his punches, and his attack and defense movements time and time again.

The effect is remarkable!

Prove that this method works!

"It would be nice to have someone to practice with. That way, the attacks and evasions would be more realistic and would help train your reaction ability."

Qin Shi thought about it, his eyes fixed, as if he had made a decision.

Once your heart rate drops, walk directly to the other corner of the training room.

"Two... classmates, can you help me?"

Li Yuan and Xie Yucheng, who had just finished their second round of practical training, stopped at the same time.

They didn't expect that Brother Tianfu would come over and talk to them.

After all, what intersection could there be between the New No. 1 Middle School and the No. 9 Middle School, the urban circle and the Old Factory Street?

"Dude, what's the matter? Just tell me."

Xie Yucheng is a lively and sociable person who can chat with anyone. He was the first to respond:
"We are all half classmates, so we should help each other."

Qin Shi paused for a moment and organized his words:

"I want to practice fighting with you two."

Xie Yucheng was stunned:
"No, buddy, you haven't even mastered the fighting style yet. We have been following Lao Liang for more than half a month. If I use too much force, it will be bad if I hurt you."

Qin Shi explained with sincerity:

"I think we can give it a try. When I practice alone, I always have trouble grasping the rhythm of attack and defense, and I can't fully concentrate. If there is an opponent, it should be better."

Xie Yucheng frowned and was about to say something, but was stopped by Li Yuan, who rejected him coldly:
"Sorry, I can't help you. If you want to find a sparring partner, go to a gym or a training hall.

We paid for Lao Liang's cram school to improve our vitality, not to do it as a part-time job."

Although Li Yuan didn't like this new student very much, especially after knowing that Qin Shi studied at Xinyi Middle School in the urban area, he also had a general idea of ​​the situation.

This kid is obviously valued by Lao Liang. If he hurts the other party during actual sparring, he will be the one to bear the responsibility.

There is no need to cause trouble or make mistakes and get punished just because of a little bit of unhappiness in your heart.

"Classmate Xie just said that we should help each other. How about this, I will treat you two to some Longxiangji's nutritional paste, and you two can teach me some fighting skills, okay?"

Qin Shi was not annoyed and remained sincere:

"Let's stop here and learn from the martial arts master of the old era to lend a hand."

Is Brother Tianfu going crazy from training?

Brain filled with muscles?

Do you really want to be beaten up?
The two looked at each other.

"Brother Yuan, the nutritional paste tastes terrible. I'm not interested. You do it. Don't be too heavy-handed. Take it easy."

Xie Yucheng saw that Li Yuan was a little tempted, so he gave up the opportunity.

At the same time, he also reminded people not to really hurt Qin Shi and make Lao Liang angry.

"Okay, I know my limits. Help him put on the protective gear."

Li Yuan nodded.

A box of nutritional paste costs dozens of yuan, which is not cheap.

These are “light luxury daily necessities” that students at No. 9 Middle School cannot afford.

It is enough to impress any student in the cram school.

Qin Shi wore protective gear, covering his head, neck, chest, abdomen, hands and feet.

He and Li Yuan were about ten steps apart, each of them assuming a hugging stance.

Xie Yucheng stood outside the court and acted as an amateur referee.

"Teach him a lesson! Let him know that getting into the metropolitan area is nothing special, and don't be arrogant just because he has some talent!"

Li Yuan clenched his knuckles, shook his neck, relaxed his muscles, and thought about how to defeat his opponent.

Swish!
Before he could finalize his thought, Qin Shi took the lead in attacking. He took a step forward and his figure flashed in front of him.

A direct left jab to the face!

(End of this chapter)