The moment he fell to the ground, Lu Shanmin deeply felt the terrifying power of Fang Yuanshan. This seemingly casual throw over the shoulder actually hit him hard on the ring. If it were an ordinary person, this hit would definitely throw him away.
Half a life, let alone being able to stand up again.
Lu Shanmin was certain that Fang Yuanshan's strength was definitely superior to his own. It took Lao Huang more than ten years of making dumplings to develop his strength and ability to withstand blows. He was curious as to how Fang Yuanshan could have such great strength.
Ignoring the pain that felt like his whole body was about to fall apart, Lu Shanmin stood up again in an instant, regained his Sanda posture, and glared at Fang Yuanshan angrily.
There was a flash of surprise in Fang Yuanshan's eyes. Although he knew Lu Shanmin's physical abnormality from the last confrontation, he never expected that he could become so abnormal. Let alone an ordinary person, even a professional player would not be able to fall so fast.
You can stand up.
He himself is a very talented person, but he believes more in acquired hard work. No matter how strong his talent is, he cannot reach the ultimate height without brutal training. In his opinion, Lu Shanmin's ability to resist fighting has already reached the ultimate level.
He did not believe that this was just a matter of talent.
"How did you do it? Don't tell me you were born with such a strong body. I won't believe it."
Lu Shanmin sneered, "I also want to ask you how you did it. The speed of your body movement is faster than the speed of my punches. I don't believe it either."
Fang Yuanshan looked at Lu Shanmin curiously, "I promised Yaqian to help you, and I will tell you naturally, but you have to tell me first how you got this body."
Although Lu Shanmin was against Fang Yuanshan from the bottom of his heart, to put it bluntly, he actually didn't have any hatred, not to mention that he was the person invited by Yaqian.
"I have been beaten since I was five years old. I was beaten with white wax sticks as thick as a rolling pin. I was beaten with 180 sticks all over my body every day until I was twenty years old."
Fang Yuanshan took a breath and was sent by Zeng Qingwen. Last year, he went to Mazui Village to inquire about the situation of the Lushan people. It was just a remote mountain village. It was so backward that most of the villagers still made a living by hunting.
Apart from the fact that most rural areas are still poor, he didn't find anything special about them.
"Why"?
"Because I had a strange disease when I was a child, and the barefoot doctor next door came up with this simple recipe, which he said could cure my disease."
Fang Yuanshan sneered, "The masters are among the people, so you are a blessing in disguise."
Since ancient times, literati have looked down upon each other, while military men have cherished each other.
Fang Yuanshan had no enmity with Lu Shanmin in the first place, but was affected by Zeng Qingwen's stance, so he was naturally hostile to him. Now that he saw Lu Shanmin's strength, he actually felt a sense of appreciation.
Lu Shanmin looked at Fang Yuanshan calmly, "You should tell me now how you did it."
Fang Yuanshan said calmly, "Prediction, there will be some unconscious and subtle signs before everyone makes a move."
Fang Yuanshan pointed to his eyes, "Eye: When your eyes are aimed at my right side, I know you will attack my right side."
"Muscles, when each punching technique accumulates force, the muscles will undergo subtle changes due to strength. When your biceps bulge, I know you are going to punch."
"Footwork: The punch is punched by the root of the foot and transmitted through the waist. Every punch is punched, and the corresponding steps will change, even if you just stood on tiptoe of your left foot slightly before punching."
Of course, the people standing by the ring could hear the conversation. Mou Dongyun burst into tears when he heard it, "If I could have heard such teachings back then, maybe I could have entered the professional league."
Peng Xi pursed his lips and said, "Dream, ask Newton to teach you calculus, can you understand it? This state requires quick eyes, high analytical ability, and decisive determination to achieve this state.
Talent, talent is a good thing, it’s useless for ordinary people like you and me to hear it.”
Wang Xiaonan looked at Peng Xi excitedly, "Coach Peng, do I have this talent?"
Peng Xi was stunned for a moment, "How do I know? I don't even have this talent. How do I know if you have it?"
Chen Dacheng stood aside and sighed, "I know, I don't have this talent anyway. After I finish observing the opponent's eyes, muscles, and footwork, I may have been defeated long ago before I have time to think of countermeasures."
Fang Yuanshan continued: "No matter what kind of fake moves you make deliberately, the subtle instinctive changes of the human body cannot be faked, so in the ring, any fake moves are meaningless to me."
Lu Shanmin suddenly became enlightened, but at the same time he felt anxious, "I can't reach the state you mentioned in such a short period of time."
Fang Yuanshan sneered, "Do you really want to defeat Mou Yicheng? A person who has practiced Sanda for several months can defeat a rookie among professional players. It is really that easy. What is the meaning of Sanda as a sport? I said, I only
It can make your loss less ugly."
Lu Shanmin gritted his teeth and said, "It doesn't matter whether we can win or not. I just want to have a fight with him."
Fang Yuanshan chuckled softly, "Sure enough, she is as stubborn as Yaqian, but I like it."
"You just practice with me these days. How much you can improve depends on your talent. Whether you can enter the finals against Mou Yicheng depends on your luck."
According to Fang Yuanshan, Lu Shanmin's physical fitness is already strong enough, and it is impossible and unnecessary to go further in a short period of time.
So the next part of the training is mainly to fight with him, and as many as you can understand.
The afternoon training made Lu Shanmin feel incredible. Fang Yuanshan actually took out a box of No. 9 sewing needles and a roll of very thin thread for Lu Shanmin to thread.
Not to mention Lu Shanmin, even Peng Xi had never heard of this training method.
Peng Xi, Wang Xiaonan and others regarded Fang Yuanshan as a god. Whatever he asked Lu Shanmin to do, Wang Xiaonan and others also did.
As a result, a funny scene appeared in Peng Xi's boxing gym. A group of muscular men squatted on the ground with their eyes wide open, concentrating on threading the smallest sewing needles.
This kind of work is originally done by women when sewing clothes. A group of grown men squatted on the ground and did it extremely seriously.
Anyone who has threaded a needle and thread knows that if you have poor eyesight or lack of patience, you will often get anxious and curse your mother. Chen Dacheng spent a long time threading without even threading a needle. His eyes were red, and the more anxious he became, the more his hands shook.
The more it trembled, the harder it became to get through. Later, I was so anxious that tears flowed out.
Peng Xi and Wang Xiaonan were not much better. Although there were already two or three sewing needles hanging on the thread, it was easy to thread two or three needles. If they kept threading them on like this, their eyes would become dry and astringent, and their hands would become more and more shaking.
My eyes were dazzled from behind.
Mou Dongyun did not participate in it, but just stood aside and watched with gloating. He now fully realized that the mural hanging in the primary school classroom said "Genius equals 99% sweat and 1% inspiration".
It's pure nonsense. His achievements in Sanda in this life are over. The right way is to learn more about these training methods and see if he can cultivate a few promising students in the future. There is no need to experience it himself.
Fang Yuanshan also stood aside and watched, and saw Lu Shanmin still sitting there calmly threading needles and threads. There were already more than a dozen needles threaded in the thread in his hand. At first, it would take several times to thread a needle successfully. Until now, as long as
It only takes two or three attempts to successfully insert a needle.
Fang Yuanshan was amazed again. Although it was just a simple thread, it was a test of a person's vision and character. In the ring in the morning, he had already experienced Lu Shanmin's bravery and perseverance. Now, he saw Lu Shanmin's heart as calm as water.
calm.
Thinking of Zeng Yaqian saying that he was different from others, Fang Yuanshan vaguely felt that maybe this kid was really different from others.
He shook his head again and smiled bitterly. No matter how talented he is in Sanda, it doesn't matter even if he surpasses himself. He is still not a mountain boy. Compared with rich and noble people like the Zeng family, he is not even a firefly. From ancient times.
Up to now, the world is dominated by scholars, and warriors are just swords in other people's hands.
For Lu Shanmin, threading the needle is not as difficult as Wang Xiaonan and others. He has practiced calligraphy since he was a child and really calmed down. He can devote himself to it quietly without any distracting thoughts. Hunting since he was a child, there are dangers everywhere in the mountains, and he needs to observe the surroundings all the time.
The situation, the smell in the air, and the footprints of wild beasts on the ground. He also has to judge the direction by the shady and sunny sides of a tree. Getting lost in the mountains is often more dangerous than encountering wild beasts. Growing up in such an environment, he has never lacked eyesight and
patience.
After studying with Fang Yuanshan for a day, Lu Shanmin felt that he had gained a lot.
When receiving kindness from others, one must reciprocate kindness. Before leaving, Lu Shanmin walked to Fang Yuanshan's side.
"Thank you".
Fang Yuanshan had no expression on his face and said calmly: "You don't need to thank me. I taught you because of Yaqian. I am still the same me. As long as the chairman gives the order, I will never show mercy even if it means taking off your head."
Lu Shanmin smiled and said, "Even if you want to take off my head, I will not back down. My destiny is up to me and no one can arrange my life."
Fang Yuanshan smiled disdainfully, "Do you know what kind of person you are facing?"
"It doesn't matter if you know or not, just like Mou Yicheng, I know I can't beat him, but I still want to."
Fang Yuanshan chuckled, "Mou Yicheng? You are just a little fly. What you have to face is a world that you have not been exposed to yet."
Lu Shanmin smiled and said, "Aren't we standing on the same land? He is standing in the sky."
"All things can grow on the same piece of land, including towering trees and grass underfoot, as huge as elephants and as small as ants."
Lu Shanmin did not dwell on this issue anymore and asked calmly: "When I first met you, I found that you don't only know how to do Sanda."
Fang Yuanshan was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled, "I have to admit that you have really good eyesight. I have learned Sanda, Muay Thai, Western boxing, and some traditional foreign boxing. Sanda is just a sport, but there is still a long way to go.
It’s not a murder weapon.”
PS: Because there are some things that cannot be written in some previous chapters (I believe you all understand), I have been revising the previous chapters recently. Therefore, I can only update once for the time being, and what I owe will be made up in the form of burst updates later.
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