Zhao Yunfei had been mentally prepared for these aspects for a long time. He accepted Zhang Yongsheng's martial arts philosophy and decided to embark on this path of reviving ancient martial arts. Although this road is very bumpy and there is no way to make money, he is willing to give up money for his ideal.
The two chatted for a while about the recent training, and Zhang Yongsheng answered some of Zhao Yunfei's questions about the Panlong Stick. Now, in order to increase Zhao Yunfei's ability to learn independently, he has moved away from the step-by-step teaching stage. Instead, he lets him practice according to the book first, and then answers key questions.
Zhao Yunfei's talent is better than Zhang Yongsheng imagined, and he has a rare aura. He does not practice martial arts to death, but likes to use his brain to think about the combination and application of moves, and has developed many practical routines by himself. This is somewhat similar to his game-playing habits, which are somewhat unconventional.
The two have been playing games together since childhood, and Zhang Yongsheng has long discovered this characteristic of his. In recent months, he has found that this characteristic of Zhao Yunfei is very useful for his martial arts training, and his understanding of moves and actual combat has greatly improved. In the latest competition, Zhao Yunfei had already surprised Zhang Yongsheng.
Zhang Yongsheng sat in the stands and watched Zhao Yunfei's training, gaining a better understanding of his physical condition. This modern training method also has certain benefits. It provides a more accurate systematic and rational understanding of athletes, and can more intuitively reflect changes in body strength and weakness than the perceptual understanding of traditional training.
He took the time to walk around the court, pretending to be watching the fun, flipping through the record book in the coach's hand, and memorizing Zhao Yunfei's main data. These data are of great reference value for Zhao Yunfei's future growth. Zhang Yongsheng nodded slightly while looking at it.
While he was looking fascinated, the sports students dismissed and called it a day. They packed up their things and headed to the locker room. Zhang Yongsheng also packed up his things and went to the school gate to wait for Zhao Yunfei. As soon as he left the sports field, he was stopped by a tall sports student.
This sports student is 1.9 meters tall and stands out among a group of sports students. Zhang Yongsheng had never seen him when he was a freshman in high school. He guessed that he was not the original student of No. 2 Middle School, but a transfer from another school. This semester there are many transfer students from other schools, most of whom are arts and sports students.
"You must be Zhang Yongsheng. I heard that you are very good at fighting. I want to duel with you." He made his request directly, and Zhang Yongsheng was a little confused.
He didn't know this person at all, so he asked: "Who are you? What age are you in, do you always fight duels? This is a school, and you will be punished for fighting. I have no interest in it."
The physical education student introduced himself: "My name is Li Mingyu, and I transferred from No. 4 Middle School. Li Mingwei from No. 3 Middle School is my cousin. You beat him last week, and I want to get him back today."
"Li Mingwei?" Zhang Yongsheng thought for a while and determined that he did not know this person. He shook his head and said, "I don't know Li Mingwei. Are you mistaken?"
Li Mingyu continued: "Li Mingwei was playing with Cheng Xi and Ding Yuqi. They beat a child named Wu Xilin. I heard that you were covering him. He said that you hit him very hard and even broke his legs. Our Li family has never suffered such a big loss, and I must get it back."
After hearing what the other party said, Zhang Yongsheng finally remembered. When seeking justice for Wu Xilin, it should be Li Mingwei who was kicked by him and dislocated his knee. That kid was very tall and didn't look like a junior high school student at all. Judging from Li Mingyu's figure, there is a high possibility that the two are cousins.
Zhang Yongsheng scratched his head and said: "It's just a fight between children. Let me teach you a little lesson. Don't take it so seriously, right? In fact, there was no interruption, it was just a dislocation. I fixed it on the spot."
Li Mingyu shook his head and said resolutely: "He can't beat you, and he deserves to have his legs broken by you. But we, the Li family, have never suffered such a loss, so you must accept my challenge."
Zhang Yongsheng didn't want to have such an inexplicable fight, so he asked instead: "Why do you always want to solve it through a fight? We are from the same school after all. What can't be solved peacefully?"
Li Mingyu said disdainfully: "People say that you beat ten by yourself, and even Wang Ping was beaten by you. It seems that being famous is not as good as meeting. I didn't expect that you are also a bastard. If you don't dare to duel with me, just follow me." Go to No. 3 Middle School and apologize to my brother in front of those kids."
Zhang Yongsheng frowned and said: "That's not okay. It was your brother who bullied my nephew first. Why should I apologize? It's not because I'm afraid of you if I don't duel with you, but because I think we are from the same school and there is no need to do anything. If you insist If you do it, I won't be responsible for hurting you."
Li Mingyu said confidently: "Since you are not afraid of action, let's have a fight. The time and place are up to you. Let me tell you, I have been practicing Taekwondo since I was a child, and I have been practicing for almost ten years. I heard that you learned martial arts from Zhao Yunfei Yeah, that kind of showmanship can’t be done easily, so you have to be careful.”
Zhang Yongsheng sneered and said: "What are you boasting about? Your Taekwondo is just a show, for others to see. If nothing else, your basic physical fitness is not as good as Zhao Yunfei's. I saw it in the stands just now. No matter what Eight hundred meters, if you turn back and run, he will lose you by more than three meters."
Li Mingyu was unconvinced and said: "That's because I'm taller than him. If my center of gravity is too high, I will naturally suffer from long-distance movement. If we have the ability, let's go to the ring and see the real results in everything we do."
While the two were arguing, Zhao Yunfei came over carrying a sports bag. He saw the two of them arguing fiercely and stood aside without saying anything. It took him a moment to understand what was going on, and he frowned. Li Mingyu and he were physical education students in the same class, and they signed up for taekwondo. They looked arrogant from the beginning of school.
Zhao Yunfei looked down upon Taekwondo. He used to look down on him when he didn't formally learn martial arts, but now he thinks he is just a showman. He originally felt that it was inconvenient for him to get involved in Zhang Yongsheng's personal affairs, but when he heard that Li Mingyu looked down on martial arts, he couldn't help it immediately.
He stood up and said: "Li Mingyu, don't go too far. Lao Zhang is giving you face and doesn't want to embarrass you. Don't be shameless. You have to push your nose and face."
Li Mingyu said proudly: "It's not up to you whether you want to be embarrassed or not. It's up to the mule or the horse to come out for a walk. If you are not convinced, you can join us. Whether it is a wheel battle or one versus two, I have never been afraid of anyone."
"Hey!" Zhang Yong was delighted. He didn't expect the other party to be so crazy and threatened to fight one against two. He smiled and said: "You are quite confident. I really don't know where your confidence comes from. I don't have time to talk to you today. , how about you find a quiet place tomorrow and we can have one-on-one time?"
Li Mingyu nodded and said, "Okay, before tomorrow night's self-study, I'll ask the teacher to borrow the key to the gymnastics training room. We'll duel in the gymnastics training room, one-on-one, and whoever doesn't come will get a bag."
Zhang Yongsheng agreed: "No problem, the time and place are up to you, but I have a condition. If you lose, you have to admit that Taekwondo is just a show, not a match for traditional martial arts."
