After the final exam.
Lin Zichen ushered in the first summer vacation of junior high school.
At the same time, the long-awaited martial arts competition also ushered in.
The competition was jointly organized by eight middle schools in the district.
The event is scheduled for August 1st.
One month before the start of the competition, Guo Xiangyuan called all the team members back to school for training.
Afterwards, five team members will be selected to represent the school in the competition based on the results of the training camp.
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"Give me some serious training!"
"Don't be lazy!"
"There are only four places left for the competition. Whoever performs well will be able to represent the school in the competition!"
In the gymnasium, Guo Xiangyuan changed his usual free-spirited attitude. He urged the team members to train with a serious expression and checked for any deficiencies in their martial arts skills.
Among these team members, Lin Zichen was not included.
Because his martial arts skills have been practiced to perfection, there is no need for Guo Xiangyuan to check and correct the deficiencies.
At this time, he was training Shen Qinghan on the other side.
Ever since Shen Qinghan decided to take martial arts classes in high school, Lin Zichen made a summer exercise plan for her to improve her physical fitness.
In order not to affect her physical development, the exercise intensity in this plan is not very high, and the content in one day is as follows:
Jog 3000 meters to improve your physical strength.
Practice martial arts skills for an hour and improve your boxing and kicking skills.
Do push-ups, sit-ups, squats, pull-ups and other muscle-training movements. Do a dozen of them according to your ability to improve your physical strength.
Apart from that, there are no other projects.
But even so, Shen Qinghan, who has a delicate body, still can't bear it.
As soon as I finished exercising, I collapsed on the ground, out of breath and sweating profusely.
"Hanhan, it's okay. I successfully completed the training task today."
Lin Zichen unscrewed the bottle cap and handed the sports drink to Shen Qinghan, affirming her training attitude.
Shen Qinghan took the drink and took a few sips. His breathing was still a little disordered and he said, "Xiao Chen, it's so tiring to exercise. It's much more tiring than studying."
"That's for sure. You have to sweat after all." After saying that, Lin Zichen squatted down, took the yoga sheet beside him and laid it out, and then said:
"Hanhan, lie down on the yoga mat and spread your legs slightly. I'll help you relax your muscles."
"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you, Xiaochen."
Shen Qinghan obediently lay down on the yoga mat and spread her slender straight legs slightly.
Lin Zichen saw this and quickly started kneading her skillfully.
Maybe the massage was a bit too hard and the muscles were overstimulated. Shen Qinghan would make a shy moan from time to time, and his hands would instinctively grasp the yoga mat.
Sometimes I really can't bear it anymore and I can't help but cry out for pain and please be gentle.
Unfortunately, it cannot be taken lightly.
Because if you want to quickly eliminate the lactic acid accumulated in the muscles, you have to use some force to massage, otherwise it will have no effect.
First he massaged his calves, then his thighs, and finally his arms. In just half a dozen minutes, Lin Zichen massaged almost Shen Qinghan's entire body.
When he felt that the massage was almost done, he took out a set of clean clothes from his schoolbag, handed it to Shen Qinghan and said, "Go take a shower. After washing, we will go home."
"Well, I'll finish washing it soon." Shen Qinghan stood up from the yoga mat feeling comfortable, took the clothes handed over by Lin Zichen and walked to the changing room.
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One month later.
The martial arts team training is over.
All five contestants have been confirmed.
Among them, Zhang Kai, who has a very energetic personality, lost the election.
Frustrated, he quit the martial arts team immediately after learning the result, not even attending the competition.
But no one cared too much about how to live their lives.
Early the next morning.
Guo Xiangyuan drove the school bus and sent the team members to the city gymnasium to compete.
Shen Qinghan also followed, wanting to be Lin Zichen's little fangirl in the audience, cheering him on.
Lin Yansheng and Zhang Wanxin are both novel authors, so they easily made time to come to watch the game, and they both drove over to support their sons.
As for Xu Meng and Shen Jianye, the couple is leading a senior class this year. They are already working overtime at school to teach students and cannot spare time to come and watch the game.
However, Shen Qinghan was asked to record it and take it back to show them.
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Municipal Gymnasium, rest area under the martial arts platform.
Contestants from eight schools all lined up and waited to be drawn to match their opponents.
The rules of the competition are simple.
It’s school to school.
It only takes three rounds to decide the winner.
One round a day, three days in total.
Soon, the draw ended.
Lin Zichen's Shanhai Middle School was drawn to the strongest Shanhai No. 1 Middle School.
When Guo Xiangyuan saw it, his expression suddenly changed.
Impressed!
Why are you so unlucky?
Did you pick the strongest school when you came up?
Similarly, the faces of the four team members except Lin Zichen were also ugly, and they all felt that they and others might be eliminated in the first round.
Among them, the team member named Li Shutong even surrendered before fighting:
"It's over. I heard that No. 1 Middle School has a ruthless guy who can run under 9 seconds in the 100-meter sprint this year. We will definitely be beaten!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? We have Zichen here, so it's not certain who will win and who will lose."
Guo Xiangyuan glared at Li Shutong and said.
He said this, but in fact, as a coach, he was not sure.
In his eyes, Lin Zichen was very powerful, but in the final analysis, he was still just a freshman in junior high school and had not yet matured. If he encountered a ruthless person who could run under 9 seconds in the 100-meter sprint, he would probably be beaten to death.
Alas, I just hope his mentality doesn't explode.
Otherwise, if your confidence is affected, you will suffer a big loss.
He has to continue to carry the banner of the martial arts team for the next two years...
Guo Xiangyuan felt worried.
As the person involved, Lin Zichen's face was calm at this moment, and his heart was not disturbed.
The 100 meters in 9 seconds is very impressive, but in front of him who can hit the 100 meters in 2 seconds, he is like an ant and can be killed with just a push.
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Not long after, the first round of competition began!
The first matchup was between Shanhai Middle School and Shanhai No. 1 Middle School.
The method of competition is an arena match in which both sides constantly send people to appear.
"Which one of you four wants to go first?"
Guo Xiangyuan looked at the other four team members except Lin Zichen and asked.
The four people remained silent, they were all intimidated and did not want to bear the brunt.
Shanhai No. 1 Middle School was the champion last year, and the opponent was stronger this year than last year. Being the first to fight against the opponent was basically equivalent to being the first to go up and get beaten.
Junior high school students love saving face the most, and they definitely don’t want to be the first to go up and lose face.
"No one is coming?"
Guo Xiangyuan frowned and saw that no one wanted to play first. In the end, he could only say: "Since no one wants to play first, let's draw lots."
After saying that, he was going to get a pen and paper.
However, before taking two steps, Lin Zichen said: "Coach, let me go."
Guo Xiangyuan refused: "No, you are our ace, you have to stay at the end and give full play to your greatest advantage."
The last advantage is that you can observe your opponent's habits off the stage, so you can know yourself and the enemy, and win every battle.
However, Lin Zichen, whose strength overwhelmed everyone, did not need this.
What he needs is to defeat as many opponents as possible and speed up the achievement.
So, he said in a serious voice: "Coach, I want to go first."
Guo Xiangyuan fell silent and did not answer immediately.
But seeing the seriousness in Lin Zichen's eyes and the fact that the other four people really didn't want to have sex, he finally had no choice but to compromise:
"Okay, Zichen, you'll come up later."
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After both sides decide which player will play first.
The first showdown of the first round started quickly.
The opponent appeared first, a big boy over 1.9 meters tall, with muscles all over his body. He looked like he was sitting on a mountain sitting on the martial arts platform, which was very oppressive.
But Lin Zichen, whose body did not develop that fast and was less than 1.7 meters tall, stood in front of the opponent like a chicken that had just hatched out of its shell and could easily be crushed to death.
"Young junior in the mountains, I saw your information on the list. You are only in the first year of junior high school and you can stand on the martial arts stage of the Eight Schools League. Not bad, you are very talented."
On the martial arts platform, the big boy said with a simple smile.
Seeing the other party smiling so honestly, Lin Zichen felt that this big man was quite nice.
But just when he was about to respond politely, the other party suddenly turned his eyes contemptuously and said:
"However, what I want to say is that this is not the place where you, a first-year junior high school student, should come, especially the first-year junior high school student Bean Sprout, who is less than 1.7 meters tall."
As he said that, the other party suddenly tensed up his whole body, showed off his huge chest muscles, and said with a straight face: "Later, I will let you feel what the difference in size is and what the difference in strength is!" "
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