"Brother, have you done it?" Snake Xiaobai became impatient and shook Wu Li's arm a few times, taking Wu Li out of the character creation interface.
"It's still a little bit close. It'll be ready soon." Wu Lician gave Snake Xiaobai a calm look and continued to play his role.
"Which route are you planning to take? A warrior or a counselor? Seeing Wu Li making a "oh" gesture, Snake Xiaobai couldn't help but wonder what kind of development route Wu Li would choose.
"I chose a combat role, but I'm going to go to the training ground to practice first. If you don't want to go to that boring training ground, just go and play by yourself first." Wu Li couldn't imagine that a snake would do anything to exercise.
I'd be very interested.
"If you want to practice, let's practice together." Snake Xiaobai said matter-of-factly.
"Jia, what I want to practice is basketball." Wu Li said in a very disgusting manner.
"Uh. Basketball? Just basketball, my sister will practice with you." After Snake Xiaobai was dumbfounded by Wu Li's training program, he continued to follow Wu Li to the end.
"Brother, hurry up and build a room. Let's go in and practice." Snake Xiaobai couldn't wait to shake Wu Li's big arm.
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"I am your trainer, little hand. Next, you will leave your body to me. I guarantee that I will train your body to be more Jordan than Jordan and more James than James. Do you have anything else to say?
Let’s finish it in one breath. If you miss this moment, you will no longer have the right to speak.” As soon as Wu Li created a training hall, the system immediately provided several trainers.
A guy who looked like their heads at first sight expressed his welcome to the two rookies on behalf of the trainers, and immediately fell into his role.
"I want to train my body to be like Jordan's, and my running skills to be like Reggie. As long as I think about the combination of these two, I will be satisfied. James? Besides his body, what else is there?" If Wu Li had Jordan's
With his physical fitness, Reggie's coquettish movement, and his three-point ability restored, what kind of monster-like existence he will be.
Even if you can only retain about 90% of your abilities after leaving, is there anyone on this planet who can stop you?
No wonder, Shui Linglong, that ninety-five-year-old girl’s three-pointers is so awesome, there’s a reason for that.
I'll go, I haven't seen Erqi and Xiaosi play.
Looking at their bodies, you can tell that they are definitely two-headed monster players.
With the three of them here, why should I practice this devilish training tailor-made for playing basketball?
Wouldn't it be better to just train your body?
Wu Li felt that he was in a very miserable state right now. He was the one next door. The devil training in this little hand's mouth was a job done by humans.
This is a warm-up exercise tailor-made for monsters.
"Brother, come on, after you finish this set of moves, there is milk to drink." Snake Xiaobai smiled and drank milk while not forgetting to cheer Wu Li up.
Wu Li raised his head and glanced at Snake Xiaobai's beautiful peak. Breasts, I want to drink them too, but it seems that there are still hundreds of push-ups left to complete.
Tailor-made is just so annoying.
This crazy game is all about your body. If you can't train to your limit, it won't be called tailor-made devil training.
Snake Xiaobai's milk is a good thing. As long as you drink a glass of it, you can be resurrected at full status immediately.
You can rest for one minute before proceeding to the next set of training items.
The reason why Snake Xiaobai is so laid-back is that she chose the career of a nanny. Her body is as good as a cloud.
What's more, She Xiaobai's cell activity level is such that even the system can only give out a series of ?????? numbers.
With such physical fitness, you still need to train on a horse.
So, she could caress her breasts leisurely on the side, watching Wu Li's violent movements and talking non-stop.
It’s not like Snake Xiaobai didn’t have any training at all. Anyway, she started every set of movements with Wu Li in the devil training tailored for Wu Li, but she only finished a little bit behind.
Therefore, each set of movements requires about half an hour of training with Wu Li.
Well, it usually takes her about ten minutes to complete a set of movements, and Wu Li's takes about forty to forty minutes, so it's just that quick.
Wu Li collapsed on the ground exhausted, and the devil trainer with the little hand on his side shouted: "Give me milk."
"Get up quickly. After this set of push-ups, we will start the next set of training immediately. Fifty free throws, I mean fifty free throws."
The devil trainer held a dark leather whip in his little hand and threw a loud whip in the air. It seemed that if Wu Li dared not to get up, he would be whipped up with the whip.
"Isn't there a drink of milk for recovery after every set of training exercises? Why not this time? If there is no milk to drink, how can you still have the strength to shoot free throws?" Wu Li climbed up, but if this body was not his own
How great it would be.
pain!
It hurts to the bone!
Heart-breaking pain!
Wu Li was so painful that he wanted to jump to his feet and call himself an idiot!
This devil's training, maybe let the devil do the training.
It's just a fairy training for fun.
But I am a human being, why would I join in the fun?
"The reason is, if you want to play basketball well, then listen to me! Get on that damn free throw line and start shooting free throws right now! Look at Xiaobai, he's already finished training."
There was a loud whip shot with his little hand. If Wu Li failed to take the free throw, it would be a matter of three, and the third whip shot would be thrown at Wu Li's big PP.
There is no need to doubt whether the little hands dare to do this. Wu Li's big PP has been eaten several times and he remembers to be whipped.
"I'm going to · 1, why is this happening!"
Wu Li looked at his hands in disbelief. How could the muscles be so hard? How could he control the strength?
Wu Li took the first free throw, and the impact made the backboard crash with a loud bang.
"If you are fighting with people under the basket and you cannot control your body, your muscles will definitely be in this condition. Therefore, you have to adjust your physical condition and not make your muscles too stiff. Otherwise, you will not be able to shoot well.
Free throws. The way you are now, you simply can't control your strength as you wish." The little hand gave the answer on the side.
No wonder the free throws of those beasts under the basket are so funny. It turns out that it's just because they work too hard and their muscles are too tense. It's no wonder that their free throw shooting percentage is so high.
If you can still control your muscles from being too stiff despite a heavy amount of exercise, and you can also hit the ball as you like, then you are not far from the goal of fully controlling your own strength, right?
In other words, let's continue this devilish training. I believe that we can train a monster like the 95 who can shoot heavy snipers and play three-pointers easily and freely, and will not make himself crippled by training.