Seeing Lou Cheng's appearance, Li Mao couldn't help but smile: "Junior Brother Lou, don't be nervous. Being too nervous will affect your performance, causing stiffness in your movements and distortion of your strength. Of course, you must also be a little nervous when competing. In our professional terms
In other words, it stimulates the secretion of adrenaline. Therefore, a real warrior must achieve the level of "tight but not messy". Hey, I can't do it. I was so nervous that I was shaking a little when I participated in an amateur qualifying competition. Fortunately, I met
Several of my opponents are either too weak or more nervous than me."
This is the experience of senior fellow seniors. Lou Cheng expressed his gratitude with his eyes and remembered it in his heart. Then he took a deep breath, suppressed his panic, and put on the starting position taught by Li Mao, with his feet evenly spaced.
The back is slightly arched, like a wild cat ready to go.
Li Mao also put up his hands and said calmly:
"I'll give you some tricks."
After saying that, he stepped forward, exerted force under his feet, turned his waist, made a fist with his right hand and punched Lou Cheng in front of his neck, which was the simplest "straight to the middle palace" move.
When Lou Cheng saw this, he subconsciously wanted to dodge and quickly dodge to the side, but at this moment, he suddenly stumbled and lost his center of gravity. He fell to the ground before he could even use the coordination and control ability of the "Yin and Yang Stake".
At some point, Li Mao followed up with his right foot and quietly kicked it out, no higher than his ankle, blocking the direction in which he was dodging!
"It's not that you can't dodge during a martial arts competition, and it doesn't mean that you have to resist forcefully, but you must pay attention to your footwork and the opponent's movements. Tripping up and down is a classic fighting method. You just forgot your identity as a warrior and dodge like an ordinary person.
My footwork was messed up, and my eyes were only on my fist." Li Mao stretched out his right hand, pulled Lou Cheng up, and pointed out the mistake he made, "You digest it and we will continue."
Lou Cheng thought quietly, recalled what he had just said, kept the question in mind, and then raised his hand again.
This time, Li Mao approached with full momentum and agile footwork. Lou Cheng's eyes widened, paying attention to every move of his body.
Right fist or left fist?
Is it a kick or an elbow strike?
If it's a right punch, how should I use my footwork to dodge it?
If it's a left punch, do I have a chance to fight back?
…
Thoughts flashed through Lou Cheng's mind, thinking about his own countermeasures, but before he had time to think clearly, Li Mao had already approached, spun his steps, and got in front of him, then hit him with an elbow.
He took two steps back. Although he didn't exert much force, it still made his chest feel tight and he felt pain.
During the whole process, his thinking was confused and he was at a loss. It was worse than the first time and he couldn't even make a dodge.
How could this happen? Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment.
Li Mao turned around and smiled: "Although normally, we do think faster and have many thoughts in one second, and the body cannot keep up with the brain, but during martial arts competition, the brain often cannot keep up with the body and we think too much.
, and hesitant and indecisive, so that he is timid and at a loss. This is the meaning of repeated practice and the meaning of competition experience. Most situations can be internalized into instinct, and decisions can be made quickly where observation and judgment are needed.
, Junior Brother Lou, don’t worry, it’s like this for the first time in sparring, I was even more embarrassed than you at first.”
"Sometimes I always think that martial arts competition is very simple based on imagination." Lou Cheng laughed at himself and understood what his problem was.
Once again, he set up his starting stance, and Li Mao repeated his old trick, stepping up and punching. The force started from his feet, passed through the waist, and passed through the spinal channel.
Lou Cheng learned the lessons from the previous two times and made a quick decision. He suddenly dwarfed and used the wrestling technique he just taught to attack Li Mao's legs.
Suddenly, there was a heavy blow on his back, and Li Mao turned his fist into a palm and pressed down hard.
Lou Cheng's body was just about to jump forward when he fell to the ground with such a gentle push and was chewed up in mud.
"Not bad. I have maintained my footwork and made quick decisions. However, I still have little experience and cannot predict the subsequent changes." Li Mao praised Lou Cheng and at the same time stretched out his hand to pull him up.
Lou Cheng became in a good mood and could clearly see that his own progress was really a joy of life, so he devoted himself more concentratedly to sparring again and again, gradually improving the rough moves, corresponding footwork, and force-generating skills that he had been taught before.
Mastered in actual combat.
…
"get out of class is about to end, for the last time." Li Mao looked at the electronic clock hanging on the wall of the martial arts hall.
Lou Cheng nodded, going through what he had learned previously and the repeated sparring in his mind, and he felt the urge to try and do something on his own initiative.
He stood still, visualized the golden elixir in his lower abdomen, and fell into a state of silence. He sensed various subtle changes in his body while maintaining observation of Li Mao.
Li Mao smiled at Lou Cheng's caution and stepped forward to punch again.
Lou Cheng tilted his body and clearly moved his center of gravity to the right. Then he suddenly exerted force, causing his muscles to change coherently. He quickly adjusted his center of gravity and turned it to the left.
With a wrong step, he dodged Li Mao's fist, but Li Mao's right foot that followed hit his left side and missed.
Chance!
Li Mao has not yet withdrawn his right foot, and his center of gravity is unstable. This is an opportunity!
Lou Cheng turned to Li Mao, his shoulders slumped, and he imitated Chen Changhua yesterday, using force in his steps and ramming into the opponent like a bull.
Seeing this, Li Mao hurriedly kicked out with his right foot, jumped a step diagonally, and then blocked his side with his hands as if closed.
Snap!
Lou Cheng hit the opponent, but could only knock Li Mao one step away. Then the opponent changed his palm to grab him, grabbed his shoulder, stretched out his left foot, tripped again, and was thrown out.
Boom!
Lou Cheng fell to the ground, but his expression did not show any pain, but rather a bit of joy, because he had perfectly realized the expected action.
"Okay, this is my first time sparring, and I almost capsized in the gutter." Li Mao walked over with a smile, stretched out his hand to pull Lou Cheng up, "It's just that he wasn't strong enough to knock me out."
Center of gravity.”
Lou Cheng patted the dust on his body and said with a smile: "The main reason is that you used this trick too much, senior brother, and I have some ideas in my mind."
It had only been a few days since I started exercising, and it was obvious that the increase in strength could not appear out of thin air, and Senior Brother Li Mao didn't seem to notice that he had used the Yin-Yang Stake technique.
"After class, let's go back to our homes and find our mothers." At this time, Old Man Shi blew his whistle and shouted loudly, "Remember to be on time tomorrow."
"Okay, let's go to the locker room and wash up before going back." Li Mao pointed at Lin Que's back as he walked into the locker room.
In the martial arts club, the locker room is a very sacred place. Only those who are qualified and have permission can use it. If Lou Cheng has not joined the special training, he will obviously not be able to enter.
——The various facilities of the Martial Arts Club are funded and constructed by the school, so both the practice field and the weight room are open to all teachers and students of the school. Only the locker room, idlers, etc. cannot be used. Of course, the practice field and weight room are open to the whole school.
The opening of teachers and students is also limited in time, so as not to disturb the practice of martial arts club members.
After the practice, Lou Cheng didn't want to hang out with a rough guy like Li Mao. He turned to look at Yan Zheke and found that she and Guo Qing seemed to have a relationship. He walked towards the women's locker room with a serious smile. There were many men around him.
The classmates looked at her eagerly and wanted to strike up a conversation but did not dare to come forward.
No wonder the Love Sage said that when you take the step to strike up a conversation, you have already defeated more than 80% of your potential love rivals - 80% of the guys don't even dare to strike up a conversation and can only watch from a distance.
As the story unfolds, the inner drama plays out all kinds of touching moments...
After signaling to Li Mao that he had something to do, Lou Cheng quickened his pace and caught up with Yan Zheke and Guo Qing. He gasped deliberately and said, "How was it? How was your practice?"
There were only about a dozen members in the special training. Guo Qing had seen Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke standing together before, so he was not surprised. He looked at them with a smile. As for Li Mao, who was behind Lou Cheng, shook his head and sighed with emotion.
All the people of the opposite sex were inhumane and walked slowly towards the men's locker room not far away.
Yan Zheke pursed his lips and said with a smile: "I'm okay, but you're in a worse situation, we see you being beaten all the time."
"Yeah, it's my first sparring session, so I'm a little confused." As he spoke, Lou Cheng frowned suddenly, and it was only then that he felt a lot of pain in his body, which should be bruises caused by the practice just now.
Seeing this, Yan Zheke's eyes curled up: "Are there many sore places?"
"Yes." Lou Cheng replied honestly.
"Is it the fall ointment that didn't remove the bruises?" Yan Zheke's lips raised.
"Yes." Lou Cheng nodded honestly.
Yan Zheke raised his chin slightly and his eyes moved: "I knew you guys wouldn't remember to prepare these things until you need to use them."
"Haha, how about calling him a rough guy?" Lou Cheng responded with a smile.
Yan Zheke chuckled, a bit charming in his graceful appearance, and then said: "Wait a minute, I just have an extra jar of ointment, prepared by a martial arts family, so that all your bruises will be gone tomorrow."
"Okay, okay!" Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became elated.
Watching Yan Zheke and Guo Qing enter the women's locker room, Lou Cheng actually had the urge to hum a song. I smiled proudly, smiled proudly...
Smiling, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and inexplicable looks were cast around him.
Turning around to look, it was the same group of boys that I wanted to strike up a conversation with before but didn't dare.
Haha, how long can enthusiasm alone sustain me? Maybe I won’t come to participate in the special training tomorrow and the day after tomorrow... Lou Cheng scolded them.
A few minutes later, Yan Zheke came out with a small dark brown glass jar in his hand and handed it to Lou Cheng: "Apply it to the bruised area and massage it for five minutes to release the medicine."
Taking the ointment, Lou Cheng deliberately said in an exaggerated tone: "Thank you, thank you, you are indeed a kind-hearted classmate Yan Zheke!"
Yan Zheke spread his hands and said, "Thirty yuan, no thanks."
"Ah?" Lou Cheng was stunned, with a dull look on his face.
Yan Zheke's smile returned and his eyes curled up: "I'm just kidding, you are really, really, haha."
Lou Cheng was infected by her smile and did not feel embarrassed. After chatting for a while, they went back to their respective dressing rooms.
The locker room is very large. There are three metal benches at the entrance, each leaning against the wall. It is a place where members of the martial arts club can rest, chat, and set up, arrange, and explain their opponents during competitions. There are dozens of locked wardrobes on the corresponding wall. Lin Que,
Chen Changhua and other amateur-level special training members have their own dedicated lockers, while Lou Cheng and others can only temporarily use the ownerless locker.
Passing through this place, there are compartments inside. Each compartment has a shower head, a small compartment for toiletries and a change of clothes, and at the end there is a bathroom with three squatting positions.
There was a splash and the sound of bathing. Lou Cheng chose an open stall and was about to go in when he saw Lin Que coming out from the side, wiping his head and moving forward.
Lou Cheng subconsciously nodded in greeting, and Lin Que also nodded slightly, but said nothing.
"Lin Que isn't as arrogant as he seems..." Lou Cheng shook his head, entered the cubicle, took off his clothes and turned on the shower.
It's so nice not to have to line up in the school bathroom!
After taking a bath, he took out the jar of ointment and started applying it with a smile.
…………
In the evening, Lou Cheng returned to the dormitory after class, washed up, and planned to relax. He gathered Cai Zongming, Qin Mo, Tang Wen, Qiu Zhigao and others online to play a battle game - and then went to bed to find Yan Zhe.
Let’s chat with Ke and the day will pass perfectly!
While he was having fun, his cell phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.
"Who is it?" Lou Cheng was confused and chose to answer.
"Hey, Lou Cheng, it's time to go to bed, let's go to sleep." A deep voice came.
Uh... yes, it's Old Man Shi... Lou Cheng subconsciously replied: "Okay, okay."