eurekapd Chapter 119: Be as domineering as Senior Yingcun
Chapter 119: Be as domineering as Senior Yingcun
Luo Hao took a deep breath, gripped the axe handle tightly with both hands, and a determined light flashed in his eyes.
He aimed at the thick wood in front of him and put all his strength into this strike.
"Ah!"
"Crack!"
However, when his axe came down, it unexpectedly got stuck in the wood.
Luo Hao frowned and unwillingly raised the axe again. He used all his strength to finally split the wood in half.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Chopping wood is much more difficult than I imagined!"
At this moment, an old and powerful voice sounded in his ears: "Young man, your posture for chopping wood is wrong. You can't exert your true strength."
Luo Hao looked up and saw old man Maotian walking towards him with a smile.
"Let me show you how!" Old man Maotian took the axe from Luo Hao's hand, spread his legs slightly wider than his shoulders, and stood firmly on the ground.
He took a deep breath, straightened his chest and head, raised the axe high above his head, and then chopped it down hard.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, the wood was chopped neatly, the cut was straight and smooth, without any burrs.
Luo Hao was stunned and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow! Mr. Maotian is so powerful, the chop is so beautiful!"
Old Man Maotian smiled and patted Luo Hao on the shoulder, “Young man, you have to remember that although chopping wood seems simple, it actually involves some skills.
Just like what you did just now, if your posture is wrong, your strength cannot be fully exerted. "
"Come, let me tell you the key points. First of all, your lower body must be stable so that you can concentrate all your strength on the axe.
Then, straighten your chest, take a deep breath, raise the axe above your head, and chop it down with one breath. Remember it?"
Luo Hao nodded repeatedly, "I'll remember! Thank you, Mr. Maotian!"
Old man Maotian nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, now try it yourself."
Luo Hao took the axe and began to practice according to the instructions of old man Maotian.
His movements gradually became smoother, and the sound of the axe chopping became clearer and clearer.
At some point, old man Maotian took off his shirt.
Luo Hao looked up and saw his back muscles as angular as rocks.
The lines of the supraspinatus, infraspinatus, rhomboids, teres minor, teres major and latissimus dorsi are clear and visible, and they are slowly tightening and wriggling.
"See, boy.
I developed the muscles in my back from chopping wood.
The power of your punch depends on the back muscles.
Although the firewood splitting training looks primitive, it is very effective in training the back muscles. "When the old man Maotian spoke, he vaguely revealed his arrogance when he was young.
Luo Hao was stunned and felt a sense of admiration for old man Maotian.
He nodded, "I see! Mr. Nekoda, you really are a hidden talent!"
Old man Maotian smiled and said, "No, no, your opponent in the Rookie King final is Yamamoto Kazuo, and his jab is quite sharp.
You must train your punches to have a fatal effect on him. Do your best!" After saying this, old man Maotian put his clothes back on and walked away silently.
Luo Hao bowed to the back of old man Maotian, "Thank you, Mr. Maotian! I will definitely work hard!"
Then he continued to chop wood with all his might, and every blow of the axe was accompanied by a crisp "click" sound.
Time soon came to sunset, and the wooden house on the cliff seemed to be gently embraced by the golden afterglow.
The outline of the wooden house appears particularly peaceful and quaint under the reflection of the sunset, and time seems to have slowed down here.
Luo Hao stood beside the wooden house, holding a sharp axe tightly in his hand. His shadow was stretched out by the setting sun and cast on the ground covered with fallen leaves.
Every swing of the axe was accompanied by a crisp "click" sound, the wood was split in half, and the aroma of firewood filled the air.
The wind blew gently from the edge of the cliff, bringing with it a hint of coolness and the fragrance of distant pine trees.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Luo Hao's face, reflecting his determined and focused expression.
The scenery around the wooden house gradually became hazy and soft in the afterglow of the sunset, and the mountains in the distance took on a mysterious color under the reflection of the setting sun.
"The food is ready, everyone come back and eat!" Old man Maotian's call put an end to this beautiful evening.
"Oh, I'm so tired!" Qingmu panted, his stomach growling with hunger. He strode into the wooden house and shouted loudly: "I want to eat five bowls of rice today, otherwise I really can't hold on!"
Kimura followed closely behind, not wanting to be outdone, and shouted: "Then I have to eat six bowls, otherwise how can I justify this hard training!"
Seeing this, Yingcun rushed into the wooden house at the speed of a 100-meter sprint like a hungry tiger rushing down the mountain, and yelled, "Master, I must have eleven bowls today!"
Luo Hao and Itagaki smiled at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and then followed them into the house.
After a gust of wind, the stomachs of Aoki, Kimura and Takamura seemed to be full, like three huge buckets, lying on the ground motionless.
Chairman Kamogawa couldn't help but laugh or cry when he saw the scene in front of him.
He slapped his forehead with one hand and shook his head helplessly, "Why would I accept these three idiots as my apprentices! It's so shameful!"
It was a day of training in the mountains, and all members of the elite team of Kamogawa Boxing Gym were exhausted.
The five of them shared one bedroom, and at this moment, the snoring sounds one after another, like a symphony.
Especially Yingcun, his snoring was amplified like a loudspeaker, shaking the entire wooden house.
Luo Hao lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
He sighed helplessly and decided to go out for a walk.
Late at night, Luo Hao walked out of the wooden house alone, stood in the corridor, and looked up at the night sky.
The moonlight sprinkled on him like water, and the cold wind blew across his face.
The scene where Okamoto Jintai was defeated by Yamamoto Kazuo involuntarily emerged in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
Suddenly, he felt a dim light coming from behind him.
Then, President Kamogawa's old voice sounded behind him: "It's so late, why don't you rest?"
Luo Hao turned around and saw President Yachuan walking towards him with a kerosene lamp.
He quickly greeted him: "President, you are still awake?
I couldn't sleep because of their snoring, so I came out to get some fresh air."
President Kamogawa smiled and hung the kerosene lamp in his hand on the wall of the wooden house.
He walked up to Luo Hao, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Looking at you, it seems that you lack confidence in the match with Yamamoto Kazuo!"
Luo Hao nodded and said frankly: “Yes, President.
I do have some concerns.
I know Okamoto Jintai's strength very well. Even he lost to Yamamoto Kazuo, so I am not absolutely sure that I can defeat him."
Chairman Kamogawa smiled and consoled him, “You must have confidence in yourself.
Sometimes, we can't think of our opponents as too powerful.
You are much stronger than you think, that's how I see you.
What you lack is the domineering and self-confidence like Yingcun.
As long as you believe in yourself, you will be able to defeat Yamamoto Kazuo."
After listening to the president's words, Luo Hao took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Thank you for your teachings!"
Chairman Kamogawa nodded with satisfaction, then yawned and said, “Well, it’s getting late.
Let’s stop here for tonight. I’m going to go back and rest.”
After saying that, he turned and walked towards his bedroom.
Luo Hao stood in the corridor and watched the president leave.
He looked up at the night sky and said, "Can I be as domineering and confident as Senior Yingcun?
Mr. Takamura's domineering aura seems to be innate!"