[Competition] The Road to Champion of the Seventh Prince of the Dragon Palace

When pressing each other's shoulders, Li Sichen made a special trip to find Ao Ling to join him. The two stood facing each other, with their hands on each other's shoulders, and their bodies leaned forward.

When the two people were head to head, Li Sichen suddenly asked: "Don't you think this training plan is too much? We just got here today."

Ao Ling has no specific concept of training volume and training intensity, so there is no comparison of more or less, what he thinks in his heart is what those training plans say, so he replied indifferently: "A lot? do not think so."

"You took the wrong medicine, and you can't swim the usual 3000-meter training plan. Isn't 5000 meters enough?"

Xiaolong cub retorted angrily: "Who says I can't swim down?"

"Why don't we start today's training after you finish chatting?" The two of them had a temper tantrum while chatting, and suddenly a slow voice came from above their heads, but it sent chills down their spines.

The two immediately stood up straight, and Fu Xingtu was looking at them with a half-smile.

After the 15-minute warm-up, some team members have already entered the water, and some are still sticking out their tongues to lick their swimming goggles (to prevent fogging).

Ao Ling took off her T-shirt and was about to go into the water, when suddenly someone pulled her back with her swimming trunks hooked up.

The bag in front of his swimming trunks was not fastened securely. Being pulled like this, half of his buttocks were directly exposed. In the eyes of the person behind him, it was white, straight and upturned.

Ao Ling turned his head while pulling up his pants, and asked Director Fu frankly with his eyes: "What are you doing?"

Fu Xingtu let go of his hand calmly, and reminded: "Put on your swimming goggles and swimming cap before going into the water, otherwise, clean the drainage pipes after training."

Ao Ling thought for a second, not understanding the inevitable connection between wearing a swimming cap and cleaning the drainage pipes.

The rubber swimming cap was in Ao Ling's hands for a long time, but he couldn't wear it well no matter what. The teammates had already entered the water, each occupying a swimming lane, and consciously stayed away from the side where Fu Xingtu was standing. escaped his ravages.

Ao Ling exerted all her strength indiscriminately, and the swimming cap got stuck above her ears, and she couldn't pull it off or pull it out. She was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.At this moment, a hand suddenly appeared on the top of his head, took off his swimming cap, stretched it to the limit, put it on the top of his head, and carefully helped him expose his ears.

Ao Ling turned around and saw Shen Fei. The other party helped him put on the swimming goggles, and comforted him softly: "Our training here is similar to when you were in the city sports school, so don't be nervous."

Ao Ling looked up at him, didn't know why, suddenly thought of the third brother, and was a little homesick, feeling a little depressed for no reason, thanked him and went into the water.

By the pool, Fu Xingtu put his arms around Shen Fei's shoulders: "Senior brother, you are really gentle and caring."

Shen Fei looked at him in fear: "Please forgive me, you are my senior brother."

"I'm not telling you not to come at night to prepare for your final exam."

Shen Fei shrugged: "It's not short of time, training is also very important."

Fu Xingtu sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Young man, don't be indecisive, life is always about making choices."

Shen Fei bowed his head to warm up, and didn't talk to him again.

Don't look at Ao Ling as a ignorant little white rabbit on the shore, but in the water it is his world. He seems to have found his true destination, free and unrestrained, with a sense of security and self-confidence back.

Although he doesn't know what the four-style decomposition is, the original owner has practiced swimming for so many years, and has already formed muscle memory. Looking at the movements of his teammates next to him, coupled with Ao Ling's innate sense of water, after one or two back and forth , he has roughly grasped the essentials of the action.

However, in the eyes of the serious man with frowning eyebrows on the shore, his movements were really ugly.

Just when Ao Ling's head came out of the water after swimming 20 x 50 meters in four poses, he was hit twice on the top of his head, which was neither light nor heavy. Although it didn't hurt, it still shocked him.

The thin young man raised his head after splashing twice in the water, his curly and thick eyelashes were covered with crystal drops of water, his eyes were blank and clear, with a little anger and grievance.

Which stupid human being dared to beat the prince? ? ?

I saw Fu Xingtu standing by the pool above his head, holding the A-shaped board for kicking in his hand. Obviously, that was the murder weapon that hit him just now.

"Should I go to kindergarten and enroll you in a basic class?"

"Kindergarten" and "basic class" are two unfamiliar words to Ao Ling. He bit his lower lip and thought for two seconds. There was a small cluster of flames.

Fu Xingtu made himself angry and wondered if there was something wrong with his comprehension.But there was no expression on his face, he raised his hand and was about to explain the essentials of the movement to Ao Ling, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Li Sichen tugging on Ao Ling, winking, not knowing what he was doing.

So, Fu Xingtu turned his head, his eyes immediately became sharp: "Both of you, watch together."

"The thigh exerts force, drives the calf and the sole of the foot, and the arms are close to the body when holding and pushing the water."

Fu Xingtu demonstrated while talking. He was already over 1.9 meters tall. From Ao Ling's angle of looking up, he was even taller and taller, with legs measuring 1.8 meters.

Not only his legs, but his shoulder width and arm span are also amazing. His body is slightly bent forward, and he looks full of strength when he is doing water strokes. The muscles of his arms and legs are constantly rising and falling with the movements. I have to admit that the movements are indeed very pretty.

While he was explaining the movements, the entire swimming pool fell silent, even people like Liang Fan and Qi Yi who were not freestyle subjects listened very carefully.

Next is the main event of 10×100 meters. Except for Shen Fei who is in the middle and long distance freestyle, Fu Xingtu's current team members are all short-distance main events.

He made requests for each person one by one according to their different subjects. When it came to freestyle, Li Sichen was shocked by the time he said lightly. The expression on his face was no longer surprised, but frightened!

What Fu Xingtu said was: "Just 80 seconds each for the two of you."

Li Sichen opened his mouth, wanting to say that the previous training was all 8×100-meter freestyle, 1 minute and 30 seconds.

Now not only has the number increased by two, each time has also been shortened by a full 10 seconds, which not only means that the rest time has been greatly reduced, but it is even more likely that the last few cannot be completed within the specified time.

But Fu Xingtu is his idol, and the little fan always wants to express himself as much as possible in front of the idol, so that the other party can notice him, so he didn't say anything, and turned to look at Ao Ling at the side.

But Ao Ling was looking down at the water surface, as if staying out of the matter, and didn't respond to the time that Fu Xingtu said.

Ao Ling really has no idea about the time of 10 x 100 meters in 80 seconds. He just thinks it's good to let him stay in the water. The dragons should live in the water. As for the time, speed, and training that Li Sichen struggles with He doesn't care about the volume and training intensity at all.

"Is there a problem?" Fu Xingtu asked them both.

Li Sichen immediately shook his head: "No."

When the special training officially started, Fu Xingtu discovered a very interesting phenomenon. Ao Ling looked like a ignorant little fool. His technical movements in the water were not standard, and his speed was not the fastest. After a 100-meter swim, the physical fitness dropped significantly.

However, after swimming 10 times in the 100-meter freestyle, he managed to keep each pace time difference within two seconds!

This is not something every swimmer can do. Take Li Sichen in the lane next to him as an example. The time difference between the first and the tenth was five seconds.

It can be seen that there is no problem with this child's comprehension ability at all, and his execution ability is also in place. Most importantly, his sense of water is particularly prominent.

This is called talent, and some people may not necessarily have this ability after several years or even ten years of training.

Next is the main event of 10 x 200 meters. Fu Xingtu knew that the 200 meters of Ao Ling and Li Sichen were not the main event, so he specially observed the performance of the two people.

In the case of severe decline in physical fitness, other people will significantly reduce the frequency of freestyle kicks in non-main training, and even drag their legs by paddling with their arms.

However, Ao Ling was different. Even when the naked eye could see that his physical strength was exhausted, he still maintained two strokes and one suction, which was suitable for the frequency of six kicks, and he was not lazy at all.

Fu Xingtu was very satisfied with this point.

After the training, he made a special trip to keep the four people in the 403 dormitory, and assigned a task to Shen Fei and the three of them: "Anyway, you don't have to go home for three weekends, so within two days, let him swim three times." Let’s standardize the movements of the posture, train on Monday night, and I will check.”

Qi Yi asked: "What's your inspection standard?"

Fu Xingtu raised his eyebrows: "There is no standard. I think you can be considered qualified. I don't think so. The three of you will be punished together with him."

Liang Fan said, "I think..."

Fu Xingtu didn't listen to his "I think", stood up directly, pointed to the swimming pool and said, "I think you are still short of a 1500-meter technical swim today."

Liang Fan waved his hand: "I think I can teach him backstroke within two days, no problem."

Fu Xingtu looked at Ao Ling again: "Can you learn it?"

At this moment, Ao Ling was hiding behind Shen Fei, tilting his head from time to time to take a peek at Fu Xingtu. After a night of training, this person had dropped from second to fourth on his list of good guys.

Sure enough, he was deceived. He came to the provincial team to practice swimming. It would be better to go to New Oriental to learn how to cook.

Or, going to Lanxiang to drive an excavator is better than here!

Seeing him tilting his head and frowning, Fu Xingtu was distracted, so he stepped forward and grabbed his arm and dragged him to him: "What are you thinking, I'm asking you."

Ao Ling was pulled by him like this, and felt that all the muscles in his body were rebelling, so he quickly expressed his opinion: "Yes, yes, I promise... I will learn it!"

"That's good," Fu Xingtu let go of his hand in satisfaction, "If you can't learn, I don't want you, and send you back to Director Yu. Okay, let's all go back and rest."

The four of them took two steps, Shen Fei suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked: "What about the butterfly stroke?"

Fu Xingtu was arranging something with his back to them, and without raising his head, he said, "You don't need to worry about butterfly swimming."