I will practice more in the United States

Chapter 51 I want it all
When he finally stood up straight, the entire gym burst into applause.

Blair hurried over and helped him put the barbell back on the rack.

"God, this is unbelievable."

But Li Ang's attention was immediately focused on his attribute panel.

Name: Li Ang

Strength: 9.02 (+0.12)

Constitution: 14.80 (+0.55)

Reaction: 10.47 (+0.01)

Spirit: 15.45 (+0.1)/31
Breaking point: 0
Breaking limit point: 0.5
skill:
【Cycling】124/5000 (Grandmaster)
(Characteristics: Lower limb strength and endurance increased by 60%)

(Feature: Cycling physical consumption reduced by 20%)

[Tongbei Fist] 306/400 (Mastery)
(Characteristics: Reaction and neural recruitment ability increased by 20%)

【Running】44/400 (Mastery)
(Feature: Increase vital capacity by 20%)

【Sports Massage】68/200 (skilled)
(Feature: Within 12 hours after massage, the body’s recovery ability increases by 10%)

[Thirteen Taibao Hengqigong Practice] 30/100 (Introductory)
As expected, his limit-breaking point increased by 0.5 in the squat just now.

But it seems that challenging the limits of the body is easier than winning the championship in a competition, or fighting life and death, but in fact, this kind of behavior is definitely very risky.

It can be seen from the nosebleed that the capillaries in many places in his body may have ruptured due to excessive pressure.

This means that his current physique has improved and he is more resistant. If he comes frequently, his body will definitely not be able to bear it.

Li Ang plans to add these 0.5 breakthrough points to [Physique], but not now.

The last time his [Spirit] broke through the limit, it caused him great pain. This time, he didn't know what was going on with his physique.

Blair on the side looked at Li Ang with admiration.

A young man who has made such a big breakthrough and is praised by so many people has no expression at all on his face. This is too calm. His future achievements are bound to be limitless.

Li Ang came back to his senses and faced the enthusiastic gazes of so many people. He finally understood why fitness attracted so many people.

Because it not only brings energy to your body, but is also a kind of spiritual food. Of course, in insider terms, it is called a spiritual nitrogen pump.

During the break, Li Ang also learned a lot of fitness experience from Blair, not only in terms of skills, but also at a higher level.

“I think there’s a saying that makes sense: before you exercise your body, you must first exercise your mind.”

"You have to figure out first, what is the purpose of your fitness? Is it for a good figure, to make yourself healthier, or to push the limits of your body?"

"If you keep trying your body's maximum weight, if your purpose is to get in good shape or make your body healthier, I think it is unnecessary. Not only will there be a risk of injury, but there are also things like rhabdomyolysis and myocardial ischemia. Such serious consequences.”

"I want it all."

Li Ang replied calmly and firmly.

Blair:?

He had never seen this scene before.

"Then let's work hard towards this goal."

Blair stretched out his hand and gave Li Ang a high five.

He will not laugh at any dream, even if it is unrealistic.

After resting, Li Ang continued strength training.

The main purpose of Thirteen Taibao Heng exercises is to enhance the body's ability to resist being hit, and increasing the body's muscle mass can also increase one's ability to resist being hit.

One is defense and the other is health. The two do not conflict, but can be superimposed.

"Hey, your phone is ringing."

A beautiful blonde with big waves pointed at Li Ang's mobile phone on the stool and said to him.

When you become stronger, the world becomes friendly.

Li Ang took a look at the caller information and found that it was Officer Taylor calling.

"What? Okay, I'll be right over."

Time goes back to ten minutes ago.

Taylor didn't expect that he would meet acquaintances when he went shopping on his day off. The figure at the door of the boxing club looks a bit like his "senior brother", Charles.

He walked over quickly, ready to say hello and ask how his practice was progressing.

But when he got closer, as a policeman, he was keenly aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Although Ciel was walking in the middle, he obviously did not look like the core figure among these people. Instead, he seemed to be stuck in the middle.

"Ciel, who are these people?"

Taylor followed and stopped Charles in the corridor at the entrance of the boxing club.

"They. They are my classmates."

Ciel's face seemed a little nervous.

"So are you going?"

Taylor continued to ask.

Before Charles could speak, an equally tall young man wearing a basketball T-shirt next to him replied:

"He'll go boxing with us, don't you think so, Ciel."

Were it not for the heat, wearing a baseball uniform might be more in keeping with his identity.

"Yes, that's right."

Ciel nodded slowly and whispered in agreement.

"Char, are you really willing to practice boxing with them?"

Taylor confirmed one last time.

Hearing this, the young man wearing a basketball T-shirt just now had an exaggerated smile on his face, looked at Charles and said:

"Weak Charles, is this person a relative of yours? Is he a priest in the church by profession? Are you really willing to marry him? Miss Charles."

As he spoke, he imitated the way Taylor spoke just now.

"Say quickly, I am willing."

The young man in the basketball T-shirt shook Ciel's shoulder.

"Snapped!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Taylor slapped him hard on the face.

"You better not make a fucking sound while I'm asking him fucking questions."

In an instant, Taylor's fierce temperament calmed the three young people present.

They usually just show off their power in school, but have they ever encountered such a scene?

Even Ciel was confused. At this time, the fact was that he took the initiative to approach others and said that he wanted to practice boxing. He couldn't say it out loud.

"Well, I don't really want to practice boxing with them, but I can still practice."

Once he finished speaking, Ciel didn't know what he was talking about.

The young man in the basketball T-shirt has scolded Charles ten thousand times in his heart: Oh my god, you clearly didn’t say that just now, thank you!

But he had just received a slap and now he did not dare to speak.

However, Taylor could tell from the fact that his body did not move away and the expression on his face that he wanted to resist but still welcomed him, that this kid really had this intention.

This time, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

This feeling was somewhat similar to a case he had heard about, where the wife reported her husband for domestic violence, but after the police came, the wife stopped the police from taking her husband away.

Of course, the end result was that both men were shot dead by the police.

He had no choice but to call Li Ang. Maybe he would know more about the situation between them.

When Li Ang arrived, the two were already testing each other on the ring.

Taylor was observing the situation from a distance away from the ring.

Opposite Charles is also an old acquaintance that Li Ang met when he participated in the last bicycle race, Barber.

Li Ang's appearance suddenly reminded him of some bad memories.

(End of this chapter)