MTL - Live Beautification System-Chapter 28 taekwondo master

  Chapter 28 Taekwondo Master

   Bang, boom, boom.

   Bang, boom, boom.

  In the small locker room outside Tiandijian, you can hear people already practicing inside.

  Su and Song took out their Taoist uniforms from their special lockers. They turned out to be black belts, and they were real black belts, with their names embroidered on them. Ding Mu asked the service staff of the club for a Taoist uniform and put on a white belt.

  As soon as he entered the dojo, Ding Mu first imitated Su and Song and saluted the national flag of Great China hanging on the wall, and then turned his attention to the two people who were practicing on the side of the dojo.

  A man was wearing a white Dao uniform, a black belt around his waist, and his bare feet. He whipped his legs twice slowly and quickly, and hit the foot target held by the sparring partner, making crisp, snapping sounds.

   Ding Mu's eyesight was perfected to barely capture the trajectory of the legs. However, one could clearly see the name Liu Zhengnan embroidered on the black belt around his waist, and the man who was training him was also a black belt named Cui Yuanzhe.

  When Song Tianlong saw the two of them, his interest suddenly became high, and he exclaimed: "Zhengnan! Ah Zhe! Both of you are here!"

  Liu Zhengnan stopped his movements, saw Song Tianlong coming in, and responded: "Dalong, Xiaoli, you two are here too. Who is this little brother?"

   "Hi, I'm Ding Mu. Just call me Xiaomu." Ding Mu introduced himself.

"Ding Mu is here to experience the experience, you guys talk first, I will accompany him." Su Zili pulled Ding Mu to the corner of the gymnasium, and whispered to Ding Mu: "Including me, these four people are considered to have practiced better here. Members are all black belts. They often discuss each other, and the relationship is not bad. However, I will give you a piece of advice, Liu Zhengnan is quite scheming and small-minded, so he should not be close friends."

  Ding Mu nodded and said, "Why didn't you see the coach?"

   "Come over here in a while. The coach here is very good. The national taekwondo player in Korea, Master Li Daokui, the ninth-degree black belt, and his assistant, Li Xizhen, the third-degree black belt." Su Zili said with a narrow smile, "You will definitely like it."

   "So, the master also has beautiful assistants?" Ding Mu said with a smile.

   "Yes, the master is over seventy years old. Here you go, look." Su Zili signaled Ding Mu to look at the door.

  Two black belt masters in Taoist uniforms came in at the door. The old man was wearing a light golden Taoist uniform, the black belt around his waist was almost faded, his silver-white hair was **** casually behind his head, his appearance was very ordinary, but he had a bit of fairy air. The woman has the fair skin of the Korean ethnic group, tall and tall, especially with long legs. Her bare feet are like ordinary girls wearing high heels. Her feet are like shaved, and her toes are arranged neatly. She is really beautiful, but the size must not be small, not Yingying One-handed style, if you look carefully, there are cocoons from training.

   "You don't need to look at the face of a girl from Gaoli. It must be beautiful. It's just the difference between how big and how small. But this figure is real." Su Zili said in a faint voice.

  Ding Mu smiled, and carefully looked at Li Xizhen's face, with black curved eyebrows, straight Qiong nose, **** lips and slightly proud eyes.

   Especially this look, it seems familiar. Ding Mu couldn't help muttering: "Why is it so familiar?"

   "Is it like a certain star, now the plastic surgery is done in one direction." Su Zili commented like a gnat, "Hey, why did she come here. Am I talking loudly?"

   Li Xizhen walked over, raised his head about half a step away from Ding Mu, looked at Ding Mu's face with black eyes, and asked in fluent Chinese: "Amu, Ding Mu, is that you?"

"Ah Zhen, it's really you." Ding Mu slapped his forehead, then turned to Su Zili and said, "Brother Su, I've known this girl since I was twelve years old. We met before, seven years ago, in Dongying Kyushu Come to camp, we're teammates."

  Li Xizhen smiled sweetly at Ding Mu and said, "Amu, you are so tall and handsome. How come you come here to practice Taekwondo."

   "It's not that I just met a few friends. Speaking of practicing Taekwondo, I came here to experience it. But you, why did you come to Dahua from Koryo?"

   "I came to Dahuaguo to study abroad, and I worked part-time as a Taekwondo coach here during the summer vacation, and now I am working as an assistant for the master."

   "Hee Jin, come here, class is over." Li Daokui's voice came over.

   "Let's talk after class." Li Xizhen smiled sweetly at Ding Mu, turned and left.

  Su Zili also stood up, and said seriously to Ding Mu: "This girl is interested in you. We have never seen her smile at anyone."

  Ding Mu laughed foolishly, and asked, "Shall I go too?"

   "Everyone is here, let's be included." Su Zili said with a tug on Ding Mu.

  Li Daokui can also communicate freely in Chinese, but with a slight Jiaodong accent, I don’t know where he got it from.

   After the teachers and students saluted, Li Daokui said seriously: "Start warming up and running around the field."

  Li Daokui, who is in his seventies, personally led everyone to run around, and then directed Liu Zhengnan to lead the team, followed by Cui Yuanzhe, Song Tianlong, Su Zili, Ding Mu, and Li Xizhen urged them not to be too slow at the end.

   "Raise your legs high. Speed ​​up the pace." Li Daokui ordered.

  Liu Zhengnan immediately changed his posture, bent his knees upwards, raised his legs over his waist, and ran forward at a super fast frequency. The people behind followed closely and changed their postures. Ding Mu also followed suit, changing his posture and running after him. Li Xizhen shouted behind him: "Come on!"

   "Cross step sideways." After raising his legs for a week, Li Daokui immediately asked the team to change their movements.

  Sideways cross step is like a crab. If you walk to the left, you take a step with your right foot from the front of your left foot to the left, take a step with your right foot to the left, and then take a step with your right foot from behind your left foot to the left. It's easy to say, but to reach a certain speed requires relatively high coordination of the body.

  Ding Mu had never tried it before, and started to follow the rhythm of these black belts. He almost fell down, but fortunately, Li Xizhen caught his arm quickly.

  However, Ding Mu is also very competitive. He quickly mastered this simple footwork and was able to keep up with everyone's rhythm.

   "Okay, everyone spread out, raise your arms sideways, kick straight forward, and pay attention to the straightness of your toes." Li Daokui made a demonstration movement, kicking up 180 degrees with a swipe of his feet.

  The four black belts are all real goods at a fair price. Everyone completed the movements very standard, and they took turns to move forward.

  Li Xizhen thought that Ding Mu would be clumsy. Unexpectedly, Ding Mu's flexibility is amazing, and his movements are not bad at all. The wind noise caused by kicking is louder than others, and it seems that his strength is even better.

After practicing a whole set of warm-up exercises, more than a dozen items, the rhythm is getting faster and faster, and the intensity is getting stronger and stronger. It took more than half an hour, and the amount of exercise was already quite large. Not a single discount.

  The last item, fist press push-ups, do as much as possible for one minute. Li Daokui is seventy years old, and he demonstrates in person, with a straight body, fists on the ground with both hands, and push-ups at a speed of more than two per second. Ding Mu was actually quite tired, and his nose and mouth felt sweet. But seeing Li Xizhen beside him doing push-ups without any compromise, Ding Mu still had the courage to move at the speed of Li Daokui.

   "It's over! Don't sit down, take a deep breath for two minutes." Li Daokui instructed.

   Seeing that Ding Mu, who was originally here to experience, also completed the warm-up and basic training, Song Tianlong couldn't help but pick a big brother, a good guy.

  Su Zili panted and patted Ding Mudao, good job.

  Ding Mu was too tired to speak, so he could only forcefully smile and take a big breath with his nose and mouth.

  Li Xizhen was very calm, but his forehead was slightly sweaty, his face was slightly flushed, and he said: "It's not bad, but there will be pain soon."

   "Okay, next, let's do flexibility training." Li Daokui said solemnly, "Flexibility training must be persistent and not slack off. The first movement is to hold the feet with both hands and bend forward. Static stretching."

   To be able to train to a black belt, most of the flexibility is already good, but after all, there are still a small number of people who can truly fold their bodies to zero. Li Daokui will personally help the students whose movements are not in place to press hard. It is because this process is too painful that many people are unwilling to practice.

   This action Dingmu can be easily folded at zero degrees, and the action is impeccable.

   In the next movement, the feet are facing each other, the feet are leaning inward as much as possible, and the knees are as close to the ground as possible. Grab your feet and bend forward. Dingmu passed again, no problem.

  Another movement, the lower cross, 180 degrees, this movement is not very easy even with four black belts, I started to see sweat on my forehead and trembling legs. But Ding Mu has no problem,

  Based on the horizontal fork, the right hand touches the left foot, the upper body sticks to the left leg, and hold for 30 seconds. Then reach the right foot with the left hand, stick the upper body to the right leg, and hold for another 30 seconds.

   This movement is very difficult, but Ding Mu's flexibility is a cheating tool, and he can already exceed this angle. On the contrary, the four black belts were greeted emphatically by Li Daokui, grinning in pain. Ding Mu saw the painful expressions of several people, and gleefully blinked at Li Xizhen, showing a relaxed expression.

   Li Xizhen was shocked when he saw this and said, "Have you ever practiced martial arts, dancing, etc. Your flexibility is so good."

  Ding Mu said nonsense: "I'm following my mother, I'm born to be good."

   "I'm really envious." Li Xizhen obviously worked hard, but he was able to complete these movements with ease.

  Before Ding Mu gloated for a while, Li Daokui stood between Ding Mu and Li Xizhen, and said seriously: "Don't be complacent, there is no limit to physical skills. Ah Zhen and Ding Mu, practice with your feet up."

Then Li Daokui personally demonstrated, placing one foot on the railing of the leg press used for dancing on the side of the wall, turning the body and pressing down, the opening angle between the legs is 230 degrees above. You know, this old man is over seventy years old.

   It's over, it may not be finished this time, Ding Mu has no idea. He walked over step by step, as if he was about to go to the gallows.

  Ding Mu put his feet on the railing, turned his body, and barely stood still. Li Daokui pouted at Li Xizhen, and Li Xizhen gave Ding Mu an apologetic look, supported Ding Mu's shoulders, then hooked Ding Mu's supporting legs with his feet, and pulled hard outward.

   "Ah." Ding Mu let out a cry of pain, sucking in cold air continuously. It hurts too much. Is this what it feels like to be ripped off?

   "This has just reached the limit of your ligaments. The limit of your ligaments is indeed much better than ordinary people, and you have great potential. Ah Zhen, you take him." Li Daokui was satisfied when he saw Ding Mu's painful expression, and turned to guide others.

  Seeing Li Daokui leaving, Li Xizhen sympathized and said, "Take a deep breath, hold on, just thirty seconds."

   "It hurts too much, the heel of the leg." The angle between Ding Mu's legs definitely exceeds 230 degrees.

   Li Xizhen glanced at Ding Mu's leg, and saw that there was a big bulge, and couldn't help being surprised: "My God, you don't have a microphone in your pants, do you?"

  Ding Mu couldn't laugh or cry: "It's made of meat, it's not the pain, it's the pain in the big tendon in the root of the leg."

  Li Xizhen blushed for a moment, and spat: "That's normal, what are you talking about in the legs. Keep calm and breathe."

  Ding Mu had no choice but to listen to Li Xizhen's words, and began to breathe, but there was no obvious relief of the pain, and suddenly thought, didn't he still have a system!

  (end of this chapter)