Chapter 109 A genius learns football and gets twice the result with half the effort


Chapter 109 A genius learns to play football and gets twice the result with half the effort

Not only Wu Qiang noticed, but his teammates who practiced together also felt that Li Yan’s movements had become very... stable?

In the past, Li Yan was full of elasticity, fast and explosive, but there was always a feeling of drag.

Of course, this is a common problem among students in the first grade of junior high school. Their bodies have not yet grown up, their muscles are not enough, and they do not have extra strength to use in "retracting". Many movements are superfluous and natural. Relieve force.

The biggest difference between Wu Qiang and Chu Yi and others is that his movements are much crisper.

This is mainly the reason why the second-year junior high school players can overall suppress the first-year junior high school players in actual combat.

This feeling of simplicity is also present in Li Yan today.

Looking very at ease.

Coach Wu clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, run around the field, one lap to speed up, one lap to slow down, and four laps."

His eyes were always staring at Li Yan.

A few students in the second grade of junior high school had already rolled their eyes, "Boss, I just came back from the National Day. Why are you so cruel? You keep running."

"Follow me honestly," Wu Qiang said seriously, "Junior brother in the first grade of junior high school didn't say anything. , don’t be embarrassed.”

After the first lap, Wu Qiang looked at Coach Wu and called Li Yan out alone.

“Did you practice running during National Day?”

“Yes, I didn’t go home during National Day, so I practiced at school.”

"Old Chen Guoqing didn't go back?" Coach Wu asked with his stone-like chest muscles erect.

"Old...Chen? Oh, Mr. Chen from the track and field team? He's not here, I practiced with Senior Brother Zheng."

Coach Wu's chest muscles suddenly trembled, "You practice with the students "

"Ah..." Li Yan didn't realize what surprised Teacher Wu for a while.

"Which Senior Brother Zheng? So powerful?" Wu Jiao looked at Wu Qiang.

"It should be Zheng Qinyuan, his level is good, but teacher," Wu Qiang said with a righteous face, "I think the key is that Li Yan is a genius."

Then Wu Qiang explained it vividly to Teacher Wu. The fact that Li Yanyue was ranked second in Class 0 and had a huge show in music class this morning was intended to show that the first-grade junior high school player in front of them was a genius who could not be understood by common sense.

So it is normal for him to make rapid progress in learning to run.

"Why do you all know about music class..."

Wu Qiang laughed, "There are several senior sisters who are very interested in you in the second grade of junior high school. I heard that they are all in the third grade of junior high school."


"Hiss..." Li Yan shuddered.

“Have you specially practiced the core?” Teacher Wu hit the nail on the head.

“Yes, that’s what the National Day is all about.”

“You’re such a kid, you can practice such a big change in your weekly core, why don’t I believe it...” Wu Jiao murmured, “ You can practice with me and Wu Qiang today.”

“Okay!” Li Yan couldn’t ask for more.

After laying out the basic training tasks, Coach Wu took Wu Qiang and Li Yan to the court at the far side, "I saw you were okay at killing the ball last time. Let's practice some front and back court."

Wu Qiang served in front of the net A small ball, Li Yan rubbed one, Wu Qiang flew into the backcourt, Li Yan quickly retreated to kill, then Wu Qiang immediately served another small ball before going to the net, Li Yan rushed forward and rubbed another, and so on.

It can be regarded as a rather devilish training for them at present. The intensity is not bad. The main thing is that it is too difficult to get the ball in place.

In the past, Li Yan could usually guarantee the quality of the first four or five balls, but then his legs and feet became weak, and he could not retreat to the right position to kill the ball. After charging forward, his body was unstable and he could not guarantee the quality of the ball. After a ball comes in, I can't keep up.

The teammates in the first grade of junior high school agreed that Wu Qiang served too fast, but Wu Qiang said that Wu Qiang had let go.

However, after only practicing a few balls today, Coach Wu's chest muscles were shaking.

Li Yan's movements were more than half a point more steady than before, his retreat speed was very fast, his last step was light and steady, and his take-off height was also impressive.

After finishing the ball and hitting the net, the steps are powerful enough. In the last step, the body posture is well controlled and the quality of the ball is up to standard.

After eight balls in a row, he showed difficulty, his jumping height dropped when he retreated, and he screamed that he was overwhelmed but not strong enough when smashing the ball.

Teacher Wu shouted to stop, and Li Yan stood still, only to realize that several first-year junior high school players next to him had been looking at him.

Yo, is the progress so obvious? Li Yan was secretly happy.

“The kills don’t match.” Coach Wu said, “Others should practice well and see what they want.”

Everyone looked like “it is indeed Coach Wu’s style” and focused on themselves practice.

Coach Wu has a good heart, but he is too committed to "suppressive education". He always feels that if he says something nice, the children will not be afraid of him and will stop practicing seriously.

Everyone is used to it. If he only criticizes you for one thing, it is equivalent to praising you for other things. "Doesn't match?" Li Yan was still panting and felt hot all over.

"You have very good waist and abdominal strength now. You can hit the ball with high jumps and swing your arms properly, but the speed of the ball is wrong." Teacher Wu rarely took the racket, "You didn't use your waist and abdominal strength. "Up."

Wu Qiang understood and hit a high ball. Teacher Wu twisted his body and heard a loud bang as the ball hit the floor easily.

What a terrifying ball-killing speed... Li Yan was stunned. Is this the power of an adult?

"Look, after you jump up, you are out of touch in the air, and you don't exert force like me." Teacher Wu said while demonstrating the movements, "The most important thing about jumping is to get the high point. Why take a high point? ”

"Seize the opportunity, seize the speed."

"There is more."

Wu Qiang was about to speak, but was stopped by Wu Jiao. He wanted to see how far this so-called genius could realize.

“If I hit the ball when I jump to the highest point, I will fall down, and there will be a downward trend. There should be a little bit of gravitational potential energy blessing.”

Wu He nodded forcefully, and then suddenly frowned, "Huh? Does physics start in the first grade of junior high school now?"

"I learned in advance."

Fine, OK. Wu Qiang pursed his lips and had nothing to say.

“That’s right,” Teacher Wu continued to demonstrate, “Resetting the action frame while in the air is not something you are considering now. I won’t mention it for now. You first learn to take off and then feel a kind of core tension and abdominal curling. The feeling of exerting force.”

Li Yan tried to jump.

"Are you participating in a high jump competition or playing basketball?" Teacher Wu shook his head, "Who wants you to jump so high? Don't focus all your energy on how to jump high enough. Your core will be loose when you jump to the highest point. , what else can you do?”

Li Yan understood. 50 points of understanding was not just about being able to understand Wu Jiao's words. It was fundamental to digest the guidance.

Take off, tighten your core, turn, exert force on your waist and abdomen, and hold the racket tightly!

A crackling sound broke through the air.

Ding!

[Badminton +1, level 4 skill, 44]

Teacher Wu stopped talking several times, but finally gave up and raised his thumb, "That's what I mean, you should practice more."

This team member is really awesome. Learn in one sentence? The coach hadn't even started giving guidance and correction, but he actually learned it?

I can’t find any faults, the teaching is too easy, why do I feel a little uncomfortable?

Wu Jiao glanced at Wu Qiang, and Wu Qiang also understood.

"Li Yan, doing movements on the spot and actual combat are two different things. How many should we practice?"

"Okay, okay."

Seeing that these two people had not practiced a few balls and were about to issue a bill, all the first and second grade players who were practicing over there looked over, and Teacher Wu did not stop them.

It was said that it was a discussion, but Wu Qiang obviously didn't take it seriously. He specially threw the high ball to Li Yan. Li Yan was not in a hurry, and he didn't force a kill if the opportunity was not good. He played it like a warm-up ball.

Wu Qiang couldn't help it anymore and deliberately chose a forehand position in the backcourt when Li Yan was relatively far back.

This almost says "Kill someone quickly and I'll see" written on his face, that's OK.

Li Yan jumped up and turned, feeling his waist and abdomen, and threw the ball hard.

The whole person is like a whip!

There was a loud bang and the ball hit the court hard. Wu Qiang only had time to make a move to save the ball.

Ding!

[Badminton +1, level 4 skill, 45]

Starting from this shot, Li Yan's smash will be a nightmare for these teammates.

Wu Qiang was stunned, and the team members were also stunned. The power, crispness, and ferocity of this shot were all visible to the naked eye.

Wu Qiang shook his head, laughing at himself that he shouldn't have overfed him and underestimated this genius, so he put on a serious expression and fired a high ball.

You can't do this... huh?

He watched helplessly as Li Yan took two steps back, jumped up, bared his teeth, and nailed him down with a slap.

The speed of the ball was unexpectedly fast, and Wu Qiang, who was not fully prepared, was disrupted and could not keep up.

"The team's high ball was nailed by one shot? Is it still a freshman?" The second-year junior high school players whispered.

The students in the first grade of junior high school had dead looks on their faces. They realized a terrifying possibility. This classmate Li Yan, who was killing them in school, might even kill them on the court.

Explosive kill, literally.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will be available on Friday.

(End of this chapter)

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