rebirth of cataclysm

"Xiaochen, why are you working with your sand all day long?" Jiang Yucai pushed open the door of Hu Mingchen's room and saw that he was concentrating on tightening a white cloth bag, and was slightly unhappy.

"Mom, I have my uses, what do you want from me?" Hu Mingchen asked, kneeling on the cloth bag, holding the tie at the mouth of the bag with both hands.

"It's okay, Hu Dehua came to play with you."

"Just in time, call him and ask him to help." Hu Mingchen said casually.

After a while, Hu Dehua walked in from outside.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Hu Dehua asked curiously when he came in and saw that Hu Mingchen had tied his pockets and placed four bags of tied things next to him.

"You're here just in time. Please help me later so we can hang these bags on the roof." Hu Mingchen pointed to the top of his head. Four hooks had been hung on the ceiling above.

"Uncle, what's in it? As for food, it should be placed on top of the kitchen, where it can be easily dried." Hu Dehua came over and wanted to lift a bag, but he couldn't lift it with one hand. "Why is it so heavy?"

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Each of those pockets is about 80 centimeters high and 50 to 60 centimeters in diameter. Just because they look small, Hu Dehua, who is three years older than Hu Mingchen, feels that he can lift them with one hand.

"River sand weighs a hundred pounds, how can you do it with one hand?" He said no, but Hu Mingchen lifted the bag Hu Dehua was carrying with one hand and moved it to the side.

Tireless strength training is not in vain. If Hu Mingchen takes off his clothes now, his arms are thicker than Hu Dehua's, and the meat on his arms is very tight and feels hard. They are muscles.

"Oh, it turns out they are sandbags. Then why are you hanging them up? Even if you hang them up, just one is enough. Why hang up four of them?" Hearing that they were filled with river sand, Hu Dehua understood this.

What are they for, but he doesn't understand why four are needed.

Hu Mingchen tied a book to the book at the door to practice boxing. Hu Dehua knew this. He also imitated Hu Mingchen and tied a book to the book at the door of his house. However, after only two days of fighting, he could no longer fight. It was too hard.

, my hands can’t bear it.

The sand that Hu Mingchen carried in his pocket was brought back from the river at one o'clock every day. In order to keep it uniform, it was specially sifted through a sieve. It would not work if it was too fine, and it would not work if it was too coarse.

Each of these sandbags was covered with two layers of cloth bags and one layer of linen bags on the outside. The reason why they were covered with multiple layers was that they were afraid that if they were beaten incessantly, they would be leaked in a few days.

"Haha, of course I will be useful. Four are missing, and I plan to add two more. I will use them now, and I will add two more during the Chinese New Year." Hu Mingchen brought a high stool and placed it in the middle of the room with a smile.

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"There are so many, how to use them?" Hu Dehua scratched his head and looked at the hook above his head, and then at the bag on the ground, not sure why.

"You'll know in a moment, can you lift it?" Hu Mingchen pulled out a few No. 8 wires and a pair of pliers from under the bed and asked.

"It should be possible." Hu Dehua said without confidence.

"Then you stand below for a while and help me lift them. I will use wires to fix them from above, okay? If you can't, I will lift them and you can help me fix them."

Hu Dehua gritted his teeth and took off his coat: "Okay."

I am three years older than Hu Mingchen, so I can only hold on no matter whether I can or not, otherwise, it will be so shameless.

"Okay, come on, let me lift it up for you first, and then you can hold it up." Hu Mingchen climbed onto the stool, bent down and stretched out his hand, twisting up a very heavy bag of river sand. Hu Dehua quickly stood up.

Go under the bag and hold it with both hands.

Hu Mingchen threw the wire up to catch the hook above, and then pulled it down. The two ends met at the sandbag's opening, cut off the long wires, and then tied them firmly to the sandbag's opening. Waiting for Hu Mingchen to tie it up.

, Hu Dehua let go, and the sandbag hung in the air.

After finishing one bag, he immediately moved on to the next. Hu Mingchen was already very nimble and fast, but after half an hour of hanging up the four sandbags, Hu Dehua was so tired that he sat down on the stool and didn't care.

Was the stool clean after being stepped on several times by Hu Mingchen? His hands were hanging down and he could no longer lift them up.

"Hu Dehua, you need to exercise more. It's just this, and you can't stand it, haha." Looking at his masterpiece, Hu Mingchen clapped his hands and teased Hu Dehua.

"Uncle, what are you talking about? It's not like you don't know how heavy it is. I have used up all my strength to feed myself. Do you think it will be easy to lift in twenty or thirty minutes? Why don't you give it a try?" Hu Dehua gasped,

He rolled his eyes and said.

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work. Who told you to catch up? Of course I tried, and after thirty minutes, I was still fine." Hu Mingchen patted Hu Dehua on the shoulder with a smile and said, "And you think these bags are just for bringing

Fight? I also have to lift it, and I have to lift it above my head, but you just lift it above your chest."

"Isn't it true, you are so awesome?" Hu Dehua said unconvinced.

"Haha." Hu Mingchen smiled, not commenting, and there was no on-site verification for him.

After breathing for a while, Hu Dehua finally regained some strength: "Can you tell me now what purpose these square bags hanging in the middle of the room have, right?"

When Hu Dehua asked, Hu Mingchen had already pulled a strip of cloth and wrapped it around his hand.

After tying the cloth strip tightly and clenching his fist, Hu Mingchen felt the tightness of the cloth strip and then walked to the middle of the four sandbags: "Of course it's for hitting, but we have to hit four of them at the same time."

After saying this, Hu Mingchen quickly pushed the four sandbags outward one after another. After the first sandbag swung back, Hu Mingchen dodged and hit it in a circle to help the sandbag swing.

Just after the punch, the second sandbag came back to Hu Mingchen's side. His left foot moved slightly, and he also avoided it on one side. Just like before, he also punched the sandbag.

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However, the swing of the third sandbag came right after, and it was so fast that Hu Mingchen didn't even have time to dodge.

"Bang!" Hu Mingchen's arm was hit by the sandbag. He was a little unsteady and had no time to punch, so he just pushed it out and pushed the sandbag to the other side.

Before the sandbag swung up, the fourth sandbag was placed on Hu Mingchen's back. He staggered and took a step forward, while the first and second sandbags he hit swung back almost at the same time.

Hu Mingchen had no way to avoid or hide, and was knocked firmly to the ground.

"Haha." Seeing the four sandbags dangling above his head, Hu Mingchen, who was sitting on the ground, smiled and showed no signs of discouragement.

On the first day of such training, he was able to avoid two completely and barely avoid one. Hu Mingchen felt that he was doing well. Although he was still far from the expected results, this was the beginning after all.

"Uncle, why don't you just use it to practice dodging? It doesn't look that difficult." Hu Dehua stood up from the stool and said.

"Then why don't you give it a try?" Hu Mingchen got up from the ground and stretched out his hand to block the two sandbags that were weakening.

"I'm going to try even if you don't tell me. Just get out of the way and I'll do it myself." Hu Dehua rubbed his hands, eager to try.

Hu Mingchen helped him stabilize all four sandbags before he stepped out and gave him the venue.

Hu Dehua walked to the middle of the four sandbags and stood where Hu Mingchen stood just now.

"Hey...ha..." Hu Dehua took a deep breath, shouted, and pushed the first sandbag with both hands.

Since each bag weighs 100 kilograms, it is difficult to push the bag high without using both hands.

The first bag was pushed up by Hu Dehua. Feeling proud, he immediately turned around and pushed the second bag, still roaring from his mouth, as if he was really a warrior.

Unfortunately, Hu Dehua just pushed the second bag away, and before he could make a move to push the third bag, the first sandbag he pushed out swung back, carrying it from top to bottom.

The diving momentum is firmly installed on Hu Dehua's right arm.

Although Hu Dehua was taller than Hu Mingchen, he could not withstand such a powerful impact. He staggered a few steps sideways, and finally fell down due to instability. Moreover, while falling, his head hit the ground with a "thud".

on the wall.

Hu Mingchen hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

Hu Dehua touched his head and grimaced in pain.

"Are you okay? Let go and let me help you see if it's serious."

Taking off Hu Dehua's hand, Hu Mingchen saw that the area above his ears was red and a small bump had appeared.

"It's okay, it's just an extra small bag. It'll be fine in a day or two. Come on, sit on the bed for a while." Hu Mingchen helped Hu Dehua to sit down on the bed, "Are you dizzy?"

"Not faint, just painful."

"Of course it hurts. It almost knocked down the wall of my house. Haha, I said it was not difficult just now, but now you know it's not easy, right?" Hu Mingchen joked.

"It's not easy, I won't come." Hu Dehua shook his head and said.

To be honest, Hu Mingchen learned this trick from TV.

Song Qiaoshan asked Hu Mingchen to be fast, to be observant, and to make predictions and responses in advance. Hu Mingchen thought about it and came up with this idea to help him.

Standing in the middle and hitting four sandbags at the same time is equivalent to responding to the attacks of four people. To be able to handle it, it not only requires Hu Mingchen to be fast enough and his catching ability is sharp enough, but it is also a test of strength.

A person with weak strength, like Hu Dehua, can only push away two sandbags and fall over. If the strength is not enough, the speed will naturally be insufficient. If the strength is not enough, the sandbags cannot be hit high to delay their return time.

, and with strength, the bottom plate will be stable.

Even when four sandbags swing at high speed at the same time, perhaps eyes alone are no longer enough, and you have to rely on feeling, because you can't see the swing of the sandbag behind at all. In addition to pre-judgement of the trajectory, the feeling and

Hearing becomes important.