Dominate the badminton world

Chapter 8 Perfect Body
At ten o'clock, the football field turned off the lights on time, and Wang Yu practiced almost as well.

"National Day comes here every night to practice running." Zeng Huaye came to Wang Yu's side and asked, "What about you?"

Wang Yu replied: "I also plan to come here for a run every night."

"That's just right, we can be together, how much is your QQ? I'll add you." Zeng Huaye took out his phone.

Wang Yu replied: "252768429."

In fact, Wang Yu prefers to use WeChat, but WeChat will not be launched until next year.

"Okay, I'll add you, you pass it." Zeng Huaye said: "I usually have dinner at seven o'clock, rest for half an hour, come here at eight o'clock, and go back after practicing for two hours."

"Almost, I'm coming at this time too." Wang Yu put the phone back in his pocket and said, "Bye, I'll go back first."

Back home, after washing up, Wang Yu lay back on the bed.

Wang Yu remembers that he used to play basketball only occasionally, and basically didn't exercise much.

He has been exercising for a day today, preparing to see how his body will react tomorrow.

Taking out his mobile phone, Wang Yu sent a message to Ou Jun, asking him to go to the gymnasium to open the door at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning to prepare for practice.

Wang Yu already has a training plan for the National Day. He will practice badminton technical moves in the morning, conduct actual combat training in the afternoon, and perform physical training in the evening.

Perhaps because he was too tired today, Wang Yu turned off his mobile phone and fell asleep before eleven o'clock.

The next morning, Wang Yu woke up before dawn and before the bell rang.

Wang Yu opened his eyes suddenly, and moved his arms first.

"Does it hurt?" Not only did Wang Yu not feel the slightest soreness in his arm, he was even full of strength, as if he could kill a cow with one punch.

"The legs don't hurt..." Wang Yu quickly turned on the light, jumped up from the bed in a pair of big pants, and walked to the door mirror of the closet.

"I go……"

Wang Yu was shocked and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Eight pack abs!

Exaggerated pectoralis major!

"Is this me?" Wang Yu looked at his shoulder, swallowed, and said, "This arm... this tendon..."

At this moment, Wang Yu's eight-pack abdominal muscles seem to be cut out, and the pectoralis major muscles are like mechanically built, which can shake at will.

There is also Wang Yu's arm, which is said to be like the body of a horned dragon, which is a bit exaggerated, but it is definitely far superior to ordinary people.

Especially Wang Yu's legs were even thicker.

The two calf muscles are slender, as if they contain bombs, and the two thigh muscles are tight, like a twelve-cylinder engine, capable of bursting out hundreds of horsepower.

Even his height has been raised a lot!
"This is my dream...the perfect body!"

Every cell in Wang Yu's body was trembling. He held back his excitement, put on his clothes and pants, and hurried to the bathroom to wash up.

After experiencing even more bizarre things, Wang Yu quickly accepted and fell in love with this body, and the excitement in his heart was already overwhelming.

Bringing the water bottle, Wang Yu hurried down the stairs, hopping left and right, shaking his hands, and went straight to the street.

The wind on the bridge carried a fishy smell, and Wang Yu felt light all over his body, and his mood was extremely happy. With this perfect figure, Wang Yu is now full of confidence.

"Super stamina, super recovery, and super anticipation. With these three passive skills, I, Wang Yu, will dominate the badminton world, just around the corner!" Wang Yu looked up to the sky and laughed, his whole body was full of energy, his hair was moving due to the wind.

"Hahaha……"

Someone was jogging in the morning, just in time to see Wang Yu who was standing in the middle of the bridge laughing, and immediately stepped forward to hold Wang Yu.

"Young man, have you been stimulated by something? You are young, don't think about it!"

"Huh?" Wang Yu's smile froze, he glanced at his position, and said with an embarrassed smile, "I'm sorry."

Wang Yu hurriedly fled the scene with the water bottle in hand.

When we arrived at the arena, it was exactly seven o'clock. Ou Jun, Shan Lidan and Luo Lin's two daughters were waiting in the car. When they saw Wang Yu coming, they immediately got out of the car with their equipment.

After entering the arena, they locked the door again to prevent others from disturbing.

"Xiao Yu, how do we practice?" After entering the arena, Ou Jun poured out the balls from the storage box.

Wang Yu glanced at Ou Jun and said, "When I warm up, you can feed me the ball. As for you, I will guide you to train yourself."

"Xiao Yu, why do I feel that you are a little different from yesterday?" Shan Lidan on the side kept looking at Wang Yu's body.

"Have you?" Wang Yu smiled slightly and said, "Did you become handsome?"

"You don't look pretty." Shan Lidan said, "But I really think your body is much stronger than yesterday."

"Maybe it's because I'm wearing tight clothes today. I'm the kind of man who looks thin in clothes and muscular when he takes them off." Wang Yu laughed, and changed the subject: "Don't worry, I'll teach you how to swing a racket first, I think There's something wrong with your swing."

"While you are warming up, listen to me." Wang Yu took out his racket and said, "The basis of our badminton practice is the high and long shot."

"If you have practiced high and long shots, it will be easier to practice smashing and lobbing."

"Before practicing high and long shots, you must first understand the principles and correct movements of high and long shots."

"First of all, the forearm is the core part of the high-ball power. After holding the racket, rotate the forearm outward. At this time, bend the elbow, lift the forearm, and stretch the shoulder armor." Wang Yu said while speaking. demonstration.

"This is the lead racket, then control the upper arm not to fall forward, rotate the forearm inward and straighten the forearm at the same time, press the bowl horizontally, exert force with the fingers, and grasp the racket."

"It should be noted here that due to inertia, the racket head is pointing forward when closing the racket, but the position of hitting the ball is above the head, that is, the hitting point, which needs to be understood and remembered."

"Huh?" Rowling looked puzzled and asked, "Xiao Yu, this is different from what Brother Jun taught us!"

Hearing this, Ou Jun touched his nose and explained: "My former coach didn't teach like this, and I also learned from him."

"It doesn't matter, there is still time to change it now." Wang Yu didn't care, he had been a coach, so he knew how they learned.

That is nothing more than a quick teaching method. The power of hitting the ball is mainly based on straightening the forearm, and it is impossible to exert the power of forearm rotation at all.

The main thing is to put the racket behind your back, and then turn the face of the racket when you straighten your forearm, so that it is really easy for people to hit the ball.

But this is entirely done by some training institutions to collect money, mainly to perfunctory parents and make children interested, so that parents pay to sign up, that's all.

Slowly and subtly, almost all training institutions used this method to teach high-distance balls. Later, more people learned it, including the coaches of many training institutions, who thought this was the movement of high-distance balls.

But the real high and long ball moves are not so simple. Not only is it much more difficult, but it is also not easy to master. Wang Yu also spent a lot of practice to understand it.

"Xiao Yu, no, it's too difficult. You don't want to teach us, so you deliberately teased us?"

Wang Yu's face darkened, and he looked at Luo Lin.

(End of this chapter)