On the training ground, Chu Xiong gritted his teeth and persisted, but his body began to stop unwillingly.
The next moment, he fell to the ground and started panting heavily.
"We've reached the limit again!" Wang Yaozu did not urge Chu Xiong to stand up. He knew that Chu Xiong had tried hard enough, but the limits of the human body were there. Humans are not machines, let alone perpetual motion machines. When we are tired or exhausted, we must rest.
Wang Yaozu looked into the distance. Zhao Yue was not training, but was lying on the ground. Dai Li was massaging Zhao Yue's calves.
"Zhao Yue practiced for two more hours in the morning. His physical exertion should be even greater. Calculating it this way, I don't have to worry too much. Even if Zhao Yue stays on the training ground 24 hours a day, he still has no physical strength. Training will not improve anything." Wang Yaozu let out a sigh of relief.
However, at this moment, Zhao Yue got up from the ground and returned to training.
"Have you recovered some of your physical strength?" Wang Yaozu became a little anxious again. He turned to ask Chu Xiong: "How are you? Can you stand up?"
Chu Xiong gritted his teeth and struggled to hold his body up, but he could only sit up straight. He really didn't have the energy to continue training.
"Drink some water first, and then rest for a while!" Wang Yaozu sighed helplessly and handed a bottle of sports drink to Chu Xiong.
After drinking a drink and replenishing electrolytes, Chu Xiong's strength recovered a little. He rested for a few minutes before getting up from the ground again.
"Shall we continue training?" Wang Yaozu asked.
Chu Xiong nodded and returned to training.
Soon after, Chu Xiong collapsed on the ground from exhaustion again.
"Take another rest!" Wang Yaozu also felt that Chu Xiong had reached the limit of his body again.
"I wonder what's going on with Zhao Yue." Wang Yaozu glanced into the distance, only to see that Zhao Yue was still training.
"Still practicing? You have enough energy!" Wang Yaozu grumbled unhappily.
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Gradually, Wang Yaozu discovered that Zhao Yue's training lasted much longer than Chu Xiong, but his rest time was less than Chu Xiong's.
"Is it because Zhao Yue's training intensity is relatively low?" Wang Yaozu began to observe Zhao Yue's training silently, but found that Zhao Yue's training intensity was not at all low, and was even a bit stronger than Chu Xiong.
"Zhao Yue's training volume is obviously larger, but why can he persist in training for longer? Zhao Yue has such good physical strength! Why don't he practice long-distance running?" Wang Yaozu complained in his heart, but when he looked carefully I thought about it, but I felt something was wrong.
"Zhao Yue already practiced extra yesterday and practiced for two more hours this morning. Normally, his physical reserves are definitely not as good as Chu Xiong's. He should be more tired than Chu Xiong." Wang Yaozu recalled Zhao carefully. During Yue's training, he suddenly thought that as long as Zhao Yue was resting, Dai Li would come forward to give Zhao Yue a massage.
"I heard that Xiao Li has some skills in muscle massage and is as good as a professional masseur. I think Zhao Yue can last longer because of the massage."
Wang Yaozu thought of this, walked to Chu Xiong who was resting, and said, "Xiao Chu, let me give you a massage!"
Any coach who can gain a foothold in the national team will have some special skills, and Wang Yaozu naturally has some real abilities. For sprinters, cramps or muscle strains during training are common. Therefore, professional sprint coaches will use massage techniques to some extent.
Wang Yaozu feels that even if his massage skills are not as good as those of a formal masseur, he is more than enough to help athletes relax their muscles.
How did Wang Yaozu know that the relaxing massage used by Li Dai was much better than ordinary massage? Even a professional masseur would feel inferior.
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At eight o'clock in the evening, on the training ground, Chu Xiong was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud.
"Coach, I can't hold on any longer! I really can't stand up." Chu Xiong seemed to have no strength to even speak.
Wang Yaozu looked at his disciple with some heartache. He had never arranged such high-intensity training for Chu Xiong. At the same time, Wang Yaozu also knew that Chu Xiong had tried his best.
"Okay, that's it for today!" Chu Xiong said, and at the same time he looked not far away, where Zhao Yue was sitting and training in squats and frog jumps.
"Why is Zhao Yue still practicing! Doesn't he know he's tired?" Wang Yaozu sighed dejectedly.
"Practice, practice, I don't believe you can last three days with this kind of intense training!" Wang Yaozu thought as he helped Chu Xiong up and walked towards the dormitory.
After returning to the dormitory, Wang Yaozu's mind was still on the training ground, and his dormitory window happened to be able to see the door of the dormitory building, so he simply leaned in front of the window, playing with King Pesticide, while staring at the door of the dormitory building. He wanted to see what time Dai Li and Zhao Yue would be back.
Wang Yaozu waited for more than an hour and finally saw Li Dai supporting Zhao Yue and slowly walking into the door of the dormitory building.
"It's ten o'clock again. He went out for training at five o'clock in the morning and came back at ten o'clock in the evening. It's a full seventeen hours. Even if you exclude the time for eating, Zhao Yue has to stay on the training ground for thirteen or four hours a day." When Wang Yaozu reached this point, he took a breath of air.
"Too cruel! Thirteen or four hours of high-intensity training a day, even an Iron Man can't handle it. Zhao Yue can't hold on for long!"
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The next day, Wang Yaozu also got up more than an hour early, and took Chu Xiong to the training ground at six o'clock in the morning. By this time, Zhao Yue had already arrived at the training ground, and he was sweating profusely.
"Xiao Li, you came at five o'clock again?" Wang Yaozu stepped forward to greet Li Dai.
"Coach Wang, you came quite early." Dai Li nodded, acknowledging that he had indeed started training at five in the morning.
"The early bird catches the worm, let Chu Xiong stretch his muscles first, and then start the formal training after breakfast." Wang Yaozu paused for a moment, then said: "Xiao Li, let's go have breakfast together later?"
Dai Li nodded: "Okay, but Zhao Yue won't be going. He wants to continue practicing. I'll just bring him breakfast later."
Wang Yaozu's expression was a little unnatural, and he thought silently in his heart: "Is there any need to look for this? I have to save the time for breakfast! Humans are not machines. I don't believe you can endure this kind of training intensity." Go down."
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At night, Wang Yaozu leaned against the window, and when it was ten o'clock, he saw Dai Li and Zhao Yue again.
In the morning, Wang Yaozu appeared on the training ground, but Li Dai and Zhao Yue were still one step ahead.
One day is like this, two days is like this, three days is like this...
Zhao Yue still maintains extremely high intensity and long hours of training.
Wang Yaozu, on the other hand, was dumbfounded as if he were an old man watching a show.