Zongman: Starting From The Wish To Blow The Fist

Three days later, the basement of the old school building.

"Is this our training place in the future?"

Narishima Hikari looked at the spacious and bright venue in front of me with amazement.

About the size of two standard basketball courts.

There are large lights hanging from the ceiling, which are as bright as day even at night.

In the center of the room is a square arena.

Outside the arena, all kinds of brand-new and shiny fitness equipment are placed in the open space, like exhibits, full of the beauty of modern craftsmanship.

Dumbbells of different specifications and sandbags of different weights are uniformly stacked in the corner.

The floor is a rubber floor commonly used in gyms, which can effectively avoid equipment wear and tear, and people will not be seriously injured if they fall on the ground.

In addition, changing rooms, item storage warehouses, and bathrooms are also available.

The entire training ground was transformed and expanded from the original basement of the old school building, thanks to the friendly sponsorship of Principal Adolf

Yato didn't spend a penny from start to finish.

Although in his opinion, there are still a lot of things missing, but it is already very good to be able to achieve this level in just a few days.

"Change clothes and go to the ring."

Tian Yu and Xue Nai haven't come yet, and they are still idle.

Yato decided to have an in-depth understanding of the specific situation of Narishima Hikaru before considering making the next training plan.

"yes!"

Hikari Narishima, I am very happy.

He waited for several days, almost unable to hold back.

In the arena.

Narishima Hikari, I wear sweat-absorbing sportswear, which looks like a diving suit. Although my physique is weak, my figure is undoubtedly excellent compared to ordinary people.

The muscle division is quite well-proportioned, the proportions of hands and feet, and the shape of bones are above the standard line. At first glance, it is a natural sports seedling. 16 Unlike him, Yato was wearing shorts for mixed martial arts training, showing his tight and beautiful muscles like a Greek sculpture.

"President, what happened to your hand?"

Noticing the thick bandages wrapped around Yato's wrists, Hikari Narishima asked in surprise.

Because Yato notified him on his mobile phone that he was going to prepare for the training ground, he didn't come to the club room to meet in the past two days, and Yato changed into a newly customized long-sleeved school uniform in order to cover the left arm wristband, so that he didn't realize this until now. One abnormality.

"Very common weight training, you can try it if you are interested."

Yato smiled and flicked his wrist with his fingers.

Even through the bandage, there is a sound full of texture.

It is definitely not something that can be hit on the flesh.

"So that's how it is. After I go back, I'll get some weights and put them on my hands and feet!"

Hearing this, Hikari Narishima immediately made a decision.

"Pay attention to the weight. Excessive weight is not good for the body. It is not only a load problem, but also leads to failure in shaping. For fighters, the bigger the muscles, the better, but the stronger the better."

Yato said unhurriedly.

"And to achieve this, the key lies in shaping. Simply put, it is to transform yourself into a fighting shape. You should have seen it too? Wrestling matches or sumo wrestling matches, those people's body shapes are similar to those of other fighting competitions. The body shapes of the contestants are obviously different, which is the result of the characteristics of fighting skills."

"Therefore, if you want to practice a fighting skill well, the first thing you need to do is not only to strengthen your physical fitness, but more precisely, to shape your body."

"How to do it?"

"It's very simple, just hit it."

Yato gave an answer in a flat tone that left Hikaru Narishima dumbfounded.

"this……………"

"Why? Can't understand? In fact, if you think about it the other way around, you can see that the purpose of shaping is to transform yourself into a fighting shape, but you only need to choose a fighting technique and practice it persistently, and you will naturally be transformed into" The most suitable' body type."

Yeto raised an eyebrow.

"The problem with you right now is that you haven't really mastered the basics of even one fighting technique. In other words, you are not much better than laymen...so I plan to teach you my best fighting technique , Or, you can also choose one you like to practice, but for the martial arts that I don't understand, I can't give you much help, you have to understand this."

"There's no need for the president." Narishima Hikaru said with a serious expression, "If I wanted to find someone else to learn martial arts, then I wouldn't have asked you, the president, as a teacher in the first place."

"Although it's a little redundant, but the president... Please, please teach me your fighting skills!"

"In that case, there is no need to continue talking nonsense."

Looking at Narishima Koga bowing to him, Yato smiled lightly, narrowed his eyes, and hooked his fingers.

"Come here, rather than words, it's better for you to experience some things yourself, so that it will be convenient for the next teaching."

"yes."

Narishima Hikaru and I took a deep breath, and put on a decent posture.

His hands and feet looked like a combination of starting moves from two martial arts.

Hands are one, feet are one.

Yato didn't pay attention to Hikaru Narishima's hand, only glanced at his feet.

The core point of karate's "type" is the foot, or "stand". In order to knock down the opponent at a faster speed, there are many kinds of such "stand". It is difficult for people who are not familiar with karate to judge by "stand". What moves this person will use next is also the tricky part of karate.

Narishima's standing posture obviously has the shadow of karate, but his actual fighting style is definitely not karate, which can be seen from his hands.

That is a variant of the standard mixed martial arts. Why is it called a variant? Because he probably didn't want to be easily seen through and made some small changes.

'The level is terrible, but the fight feels good. '

Yato thought silently.

Most of the fighters will slow down for a while in the actual combat before they gradually change their concepts and make use of what they have learned before instead of following the scripted routines, so that people can see through the next move at a glance without even having to fight.

Suddenly, Hikari Narishima attacked, and hit Yato's temple with an arc-shaped punch.

Yato avoided it with a flick of his head.

Hikari Narishima I don't care about that.

Straight punches, uppercuts, lower kicks... all kinds of basic moves are relatively standard, and the high-speed jab even makes a small sound of breaking through the air.

"Emotions and fighting spirit can stimulate physical fitness and improve combat effectiveness, but if they are not well controlled, it is easy to be confused by the adrenal glands and make mistakes that should not be made."

While talking, Yato firmly intercepted all his attacks with his right hand.

As soon as he finished speaking, his left fist came out suddenly and hit Hikari Naruto in the lower abdomen.

The latter snorted and just retreated.

A gust of biting wind hit his face, making his cheeks ache slightly.

Hikaru Narishima stared at the fist in front of him blankly, and swallowed secretly, he had no doubt that this punch could knock him down for ten hours without waking up.

"I only use the same speed and strength as you, and there is nothing to recommend in terms of technology, but your attack can't hit me, but mine can hit you. Regardless of the experience gap and other factors, our biggest What's the difference, you know?"

Yato withdrew his fist and said flatly.

"Is it the attack rhythm?"

Hikari Narishima frowned, and her breathing had begun to become disordered.

"You lack the means to knock down others quickly, so your attack rhythm will be single, but this is not the key, the rhythm can be changed, but the pattern cannot be changed.

Yato nodded slightly at first, and then shook his head again.

"The biggest difference between us lies in the combat mode, which is the key to determine whether a fighter's skills and combat literacy are mature."

"As the old saying goes, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. I am not your master, but a giver on a whim."

"I don't intend to let you start practicing from the basic skills step by step. Those things can be practiced at any time, but there are some things that you must understand from the beginning. Only in this way can you understand how to become stronger."

continue. Yato hooked his fingers, and there was no emotion on his face.

"I see!"

Narishima Hikaru gritted his teeth and rushed towards Yato with the determination to die.

one round.

He was brought down.

The cycle repeated for an unknown number of times.

Narushima Hikari I'm almost numb.

He finally realized how fragile his life was in the face of a strong man of this level.

Like mustard!

Yato is almost using him in different ways to hone his killing efficiency.

During the period, Xue Nai and Tian Yu also arrived.

Without disturbing the two who were practicing, they went to the locker room to change.

When they came out of 707, Hikari Narishima was beautifully knocked to the ground again.

I saw Yato caught the moment when he punched, took a step back, slapped his wrist away, and pulled it to his right, forcing Narishima Hikari's fist to turn a corner, not to mention hitting the empty space, but also He stumbled and lost his balance, exposing most of his back to Yato.

"Center of gravity, how many times have I said it, pay attention to the center of gravity! Relax your muscles, straighten your arms when punching, reduce unnecessary movements, and evenly distribute the force to the parts of your body that need to exert force. You may not be able to hit the opponent, but you You have to keep your body flexible."

While speaking unceremoniously, Yato stretched out his hand to grab his hair and stroke it.

boom!

Hikari Narishima lay on his back, his whole body stretched out into a big character, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, his whole body was soaked with sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

Suddenly, shadows blocked the light from overhead.

Hikaru Narishima opened his eyes weakly, his lips were chapped, and he felt double images of everything in front of him, but only the upside-down face was clear and distinct.

"When a person is attacking, he is the most deterrent, and at the same time, the most vulnerable... Intercept the opponent's offensive, destroy his intentions, and even launch suppression in advance.

"Knock down the opponent in the most correct way with the fastest speed, the shortest distance, and the greatest explosive power."

"It can be said to be the pioneer of the concept of modern mixed martial arts. It is the 'way of attack and defense' that sublimates free combat to the concept of philosophy. It is like flowing water, which is invisible, finds the gaps (weaknesses) of the enemy, penetrates and spreads. .”

"Whether it's the moves or the physique, although it's important, it's not the most important thing. The most important thing is creativity, imagination and determination."

Yato spoke slowly.

"By the way... If you interpret it in the way you like, this is not a standard fighting technique or an ancient style of martial arts, but a survival rule that allows you to survive in the fight without rules."

"It's also what you're going to learn next, and its name is 'Jeet Kune Do'."

Looking at the silver-haired young man who staggered and stood up again, Yato showed a quite satisfied smile.