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Chapter 611 Amazing physical strength

An unwilling sigh came from the end of the line, and Gao Dagang fell down.

Gao Dagang was lying on the ground, panting heavily, his hands clenched into fists, sweat slipped down drop by drop, he closed his eyes tightly, his body was trembling non-stop, he was not reconciled, really not reconciled, why was he so unsatisfactory? use.

With Gao Dagang falling behind, Zhao Hu, Yang Luo, Ling Feng, Nanbao, and Beima, there are only 5 players left who are still running slowly, but their faces have become paler. His breathing has become very rapid.

Even Yang Luo, his complexion was not much better.

Outside the court, Lippi finally spoke to the coaching staff who had been staring at him: "How many laps did you run in total?"

The assistant coach beside him looked at the data in his hand: "21 laps."

Lippi didn't speak, but just nodded, but Coach Yin on the side was a little worried about Yang Luo. After all, Yang Luo had just returned from abroad, and the jet lag hadn't reversed yet. He accepted such high-intensity training. He was worried that Yang Luo would not be able to bear it, so he said: " Mr. Lippi, 21 laps are almost over, if you continue running, how will you proceed with the following events?"

Lippi glanced at Coach Yin and said with a smile, "I've only run 8400 meters. If you don't even have this endurance, how can you play in international competitions in the future?"

After finishing speaking, Lippi added: "Run until 30 laps."

On the court, the speed of the players was also slowing down little by little, and the assistant coach kept urging: "Hurry up, everyone, slow, didn't you eat in the morning?"

Zhao Hu has gradually shown signs of fatigue. He has strong physical strength, but he has never run such a long distance before, and he is gradually exhausted.

At the same time, several figures behind him continued to ring.

"I can't, I have to save some energy for the next project." Nan Bao directly withdrew.

"Me too. If I continue running like this, I'm afraid I'll have to go back home. I have to preserve my strength." Bei Ma also retreated one after another.

Currently, there are only three people on the field, the leader is still Zhao Hu, followed by Ling Feng and Yang Luo.

Coach Yin felt like he was sweating and kept thinking: "Yang Luo, Yang Luo, why are you so stubborn? You've already done well at this point. Come down quickly and save your strength."

But Yang Luo couldn't hear Coach Yin's voice. At this time, he was staring at Ling Feng in front of him, trying to keep his breathing at a level, and a voice kept ringing in his head: "I can do it, I can do it .”

Finally, the leader Zhao Hu fell.

The huge body was like a gigantic beast, and with a bang, it fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

Looking at the number of laps, "28 laps."

Lippi looked at the two players on the court and nodded silently.

As these small players, it is impossible for them to have received this kind of intensity of training in their team. It is already very good to be able to persist here.

"Record the results of these two people," Lippi said.

"Ling Feng, Yang Luo, I've already written it down."

After 30 laps, at the order of the assistant coach, Ling Feng and Yang Luo were finally freed.

"Wow" Ling Feng stopped and spit it out in one gulp. He had endured it for a long time. This kind of high intensity had reached his limit. He persisted because he knew that once he stopped, he would never get up again. not coming.

So after stopping, he began to vomit violently.

Yang Luo bent over, supported his knees with his hands, and breathed heavily. He was very glad that he had finished the whole race, and all the credit should be attributed to Nana.

If it weren't for Nana's insistence that he go back and forth 30 kilometers a day, he would not be able to persist at all, so he must sincerely thank the woman who supported him.

Seeing Ling Feng vomiting, Coach Yin ran over worriedly, and hurriedly shouted: "Yang Luo, are you okay?"

Yang Luo straightened up, shook his head, and said, "It's okay, just rest for a while and you'll be fine."

Hearing Yang Luo's words, Coach Yin was stunned for a moment. He looked back and saw that the players who retired halfway were lying on the ground half-dead, but Yang Luo had finished the entire run, as if he really only needed to rest for a few minutes. Same, this is too perverted.

Lippi walked into the crowd, looked at the group of players, and asked, "How is it? Does it feel like your body is falling apart?"

Some players who didn't complete the run shook their heads one by one. Now their legs were heavier than lead, especially the calf muscles were shaking non-stop, which made these players complain incessantly.

"No, I'm fine,"

At this time, a stubborn voice sounded in the crowd, and everyone took advantage of the situation to look over.

Zhao Hu stood there, trying to control his breathing, his eyes gave off a murderous look, making people daunting.

Lippi looked over and nodded. Zhao Hu impressed him very deeply. His performance was very eye-catching from the very beginning. If he hadn't been under constant pressure, maybe he could have persisted.

"Who else?" Lippi continued to ask.

"I"

At this time, Ling Feng wiped his mouth, raised his hand and said.

Ling Feng and Lippi were also very impressed. Although there were not too many bright spots at the beginning, he insisted on running the whole distance. This amazing endurance is really good.

Seeing that both Zhao Hu and Ling Feng raised their hands, Coach Yin quickly poked Yang Luo: "Raise your hands quickly, kid, don't you also persevere."

"Coach, and me," finally, Yang Luo raised his hand.

Seeing that Yang Luo's breathing had stabilized and his face had basically recovered, Lippi nodded heavily.

For an excellent player, superb skills are only a part of the decision, and physical strength is the key to supporting him to fight until the last second.

At the very least, Yang Luo can rest assured in terms of physical strength.

With his hands behind his back, Lippi turned to look at the other team members, "Are they the only ones who can participate in the next round of tests?"

Upon hearing this, many team members began to complain that they hadn't had enough rest yet, so they started, and they were letting people live.

Although everyone was complaining psychologically, these players still insisted on standing up.

Coach Yin was a little puzzled. He had just finished 30 laps and was about to enter the next test. Will the players be overwhelmed? But just as he was about to open his mouth, he closed it again. Who is Lippi? He is the world's top coach Well, there must be his reasons for his decision, so I should just keep my mouth shut.

"The next test is the 10-meter sprint. Each person will perform [-] sets and take the best result."

As soon as the words fell, the crowd complained one after another.

Seeing everyone complaining, the assistant coach next to him shouted: "What is there to complain about? On the court, will the enemy give you time to rest?"

After finishing speaking, every player lowered his head.

"Why is the national football team not doing well? Don't you know? Although you are the elite of all players, you are not even a fart when you get outside. You have no skills and no cooperation. Is it too much for us to ask for physical strength? Today I’m just going to talk about this, if anyone can guarantee to score 100% of the goals in the game against outside players, then you should stand up and the [-]-meter sprint can be exempted from the test.”

The players below lowered their heads one by one, and no one dared to speak. After all, what they said was right. They were only top-notch in their own team, but when they really went abroad, they were not even a fart.

But in the quiet crowd, a voice suddenly shouted, "I can guarantee it."

(End of this chapter)