Conquer America, Start with a Boxing Champion

The reason why he didn't accept apprentices was that it was too troublesome to teach people boxing.

It's not enough to teach people boxing only by teaching methods and fighting methods. This can only train a strong and technical boxer.

And a good boxer is not enough to rely on technology and body alone. Mentality, willpower and other aspects are also very important.

This part is exactly what can't be taught to others.

Just like Mario, he gets depressed when he loses a game and gets arrogant when he wins a game.

No matter how many times he is reminded, he can't remember.

Link didn't want his investment to go down the drain, so he didn't teach anyone. However, Zhang Wenlong often followed him when he was training and watched him train. When he was looking for someone to practice with, Zhang Wenlong always rushed to be a punching bag.

Link didn't interfere with this and continued to practice according to his own method. It was his ability to learn how much Zhang Wenlong could learn.

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Dinglingling~

In the dormitory, at five o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock on the bedside rang. Link reached out and slapped it, put on his clothes, and got out of bed.

This is his dormitory at Kyoto Sports University. Four people in one room, with a bed on top and a desk underneath. Because they are all sports students, they are very active. Even after taking a shower and washing their feet every day, the air is filled with a smell of sweat and smelly feet.

Some people snore at night, one after another.

In addition, the beds in the dormitory are hard bed boards, less than one meter wide, and even turning over is constrained.

Every time he goes back to the dormitory to sleep, Link misses the life he used to live in a villa halfway up the mountain. Not only is there a high bed with soft pillows, comfortable temperature, pleasant fragrance, but also plump and soft Evaka.

It's a pity that everything can't go back.

Link poured a handful of water on his face and looked up at the mirror on the wall.

The person in the mirror has exquisite black short hair, which was cut not long ago. He has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his facial contours are sharp. His straight nose bridge goes straight to the root of his nose. His black eyes are deep, pure, and a little melancholy.

Compared with the previous few days, this face has undergone some obvious changes.

Less immature, more mature and steady temperament, less dull and inferior, more confident and outspoken, less rustic, more masculine and handsome.

This face is 70% similar to the original one, except that it lacks blue pupils and has a lighter skin color. If it is tanned, it will become more similar in a few years.

"Uh~ Link, why do you get up so early recently? You get up before six o'clock every day, and you are not sleepy."

Jiang Weixing, whose bunk is close to the sink, asked.

"Get up early to exercise, how about we do it together?"

"No, it's too early, I will fall asleep in class."

Jiang Weixing said with a yawn.

"Link, you practice for so long every day, are your injuries healed?"

Chang Yijun, who was near the door, asked while leaning on the guardrail.

"Almost healed, it won't affect exercise."

"You'd better pay attention, be careful of the recurrence of old injuries."

"I know."

Link is not worried about the injury. This time he is reborn, he not only has his memories, but also his original "superpowers".

After a few days of training, he found that his strength and speed were growing rapidly. He could throw a 7.26 kg shot put up to 16.4 meters, but now he can easily throw it over 17 meters. After a few more months or a year of training, he believes he can throw it 18 meters or even farther.

His 100-meter sprint time is 11.32 seconds, which is much faster than before. It only takes about 40 minutes to run 10 kilometers on the track.

If you concentrate on training for a period of time, you will be faster.

What makes him most satisfied is that his body recovers faster. No matter how tired he is from training every day, he will be full of energy after a good sleep, without feeling tired at all. He accidentally scratched the back of his hand while lifting weights yesterday, and it has healed 60% to 70% today.

If he continues to exercise, not only will he be stronger and faster, but his body will also recover faster, and his endurance and stamina will also be strengthened.

In his previous life, he insisted on training for more than 60 years, his 100-meter speed exceeded 8 seconds, and the maximum weight of his right fist exceeded 2,500 pounds. He also had endurance and would not feel tired even if he did push-ups for 24 hours in a row.

After he immigrated to Mars, he still insisted on exercising in the base and found that the training effect was better than on Earth.

With his physical condition at that time, if he did not go to outer space for adventure, he could live for hundreds of years.

But after he lived to the age of eighty or ninety, the people he knew passed away one after another, and even his children began to wither. His mentality was greatly affected, so he took the initiative to ask to immigrate to Mars and explore on a strange planet, and no longer cared about people and things on Earth.

He had lived to that age and had seen too many things. Only when he took risks on alien planets would his calm heart be disturbed.

But the environment on alien planets is still too dangerous. I must be careful next time I go.

"Link, why do I find that you have become more handsome? Is it an illusion?"

Chang Yijun, who was lying on the guardrail, stared at him and asked.

"It's not an illusion. Your eyes are very good."

"Oh my! It seems to be true. Link, how did you do it? How did you become handsome? Can you teach me?"

Jiang Weixing, who had a shot put face, also looked at him in surprise and blinked his little eyes.

"Exercise makes people handsome, you can try it too."

Link smiled lightly, put on his sneakers, drank a glass of warm water, and ran out of the dormitory.

"Old Chang, why are you up too? You don't really believe what Link said, that exercise can make you handsome, right?"

Jiang Weixing saw Chang Yijun getting off the bed opposite.

"Whether it's true or not, we're in the same dormitory, Link gets up before dawn to exercise every day, how can you lie on the bed and sleep? Anyway, I can't sleep."

Chang Yijun shook his head and took a towel and a toothbrush to wash.

Jiang Weixing scratched his face in confusion, sighed, and turned over from the bed. Because he was too fat, the bed creaked.

"Hey, didn't Lao Bao come back last night?"

"He has a girlfriend, it's normal for him not to come back to sleep."

"Fuck! I want to find a girlfriend too."

Jiang Weixing shouted.

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Finding a girlfriend is not only Jiang Weixing's wish, but also Link's recent plan. He is looking for a girlfriend not because of lust, but because of physical needs.

High-intensity training every day, the body secretes a lot of hormones, and he needs to take a cold shower every morning to calm down.

If you don't find a girlfriend, being single for a long time is not good for your body and is not conducive to training.

In addition, he used to sleep with Eva Cartaylor and others, a habit for decades, and now he suddenly sleeps alone, which doesn't feel good.

He plans to rent an apartment outside after the boxing championship, find one or two girlfriends with good figures, hire a nanny who can cook, and then concentrate on training, competition, making money, investing, making a lot of money, and looking for opportunities to immigrate to outer space decades later.

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In the morning, before the sun rose, a light mist filled the green forest outside the south gate of the Sports University.

Lin Ke wore a sports suit and tied a sandbag around his waist. He ran south along Xinxi Road from the west gate to Qinghe, and then ran west along Qinghe to the Party School, about six kilometers, and then turned back to run around the Old Summer Palace Ruins Park, about fifteen kilometers. At about seven o'clock, he ran to the big cafeteria of Shuimu University for breakfast.

Daily exercise consumes a lot of energy, and he needs to supplement nutrition to grow taller and build muscles. He has consumed two kilograms of beef and one kilogram of fruit every day recently.

Compared with the cafeteria of the Sports University, the food in the cafeteria of Shuimu University is not only cheaper, but also more varied and tastes better.

He has also eaten in the cafeteria of Peking University next door, and it feels worse.

According to Zhao Liwei, the food at the national team training base is the best, all-natural ingredients, without any additives, and there are nutritionists who serve athletes.

But he has not yet joined the national team, so he can't go there for free meals for the time being.

After eating a steak, two steamed buns, and a big bowl of seafood soup, Link ate an apple and left Shuimu University. He walked on the road to digest the food and take a look at the scenery of Beijing in 2003.

In 2003, China had only joined the WTO for less than two years, and the economy was in a period of rapid development. At this time, if you had 1 million US dollars to invest in real estate and Internet technology industries, you could earn a hundred times in another ten years.

It's a pity that there is no money now.

Walking to the south gate of the Sports University, there were many early-rising students running on the sidewalk on the tree-lined avenue. Link was thinking about making money when he was suddenly attracted by a pair of long legs running towards him. The other party was wearing white sweatpants and sneakers, and the leg length was more than 110 cm.

This length made him look familiar.

Continuing to look up, it was an oval face full of blushes, very white skin, shallow dimples, bright eyes, wearing headphones while running, immersed in her own little world, and completely ignoring the gazes of the boys around her.

"Hi, good morning!"

Link greeted the other party when he was three meters away.

His voice was quite loud, and he happened to be standing on the other person's way. The girl stopped, took off her headphones and looked at him in confusion.

"Hello, classmate. My name is Link. Thank you for the tissue last time at the track and field stadium."

Link pointed to his nose and said.

"It's you? I remember, I remember you had long hair."

The girl pointed at his hair and smiled.

"Yes, I shaved my head to show my determination."

"Is your nose okay?"

"No problem, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Link, a student of the 2002 grade of the School of Physical Education. I am currently training in the boxing team of the competition center. Are you a member of the school's track and field team?"

Link asked.

"No, I'm from Beijing University of Science and Technology. I've been practicing hurdles at the Sports University recently and preparing to participate in the Olympic hurdles trials. Oh, my name is Zhang Zilin."

The girl introduced herself.

"Hello, classmate Zhang!"

Link stretched out his hand to shake the other person's hand. Hearing the sound of English recitation coming from the other person's headphones, he asked, "Are you practicing English?"

"Yes, I'm preparing for the Level 6 exam. Have you passed the Level 6 exam?"

Zhang Zilin asked with a wink.

Link smiled gently, and then told the other party in standard American English that he had not taken the exam yet. He was preparing for a boxing match recently and would take the exam in the second half of the year.

"Wow, your spoken English is very good, your English must be very good."

Zhang Zilin said in surprise.

"Actually, I am better at French."

Link praised the other party in French for his good figure and beautiful smile, like the first rays of light in the morning.

"You also know French? Are you really a sports student?"

Zhang Zilin did not understand French, but she heard others say that Link's French was also very standard, and it was not just a casual talk.

This surprised her. When she saw Link for the first time, she saw that he was covered in dust and his clothes were dirty, but when he stood up, he had a strange temperament that made people unable to help but look at him a few more times.

Later, she saw him boxing on the stage in the gymnasium and realized that he was a sports student.

In her impression, most sports students have strong limbs and simple minds, speak and act directly, and are a bit rude.

When she saw him again a few days later, she found that he seemed to have changed.

From a very rustic and sloppy boy to a handsome and dazzling guy, he dresses simply but tastefully, speaks elegantly, has a gentle temperament, and has a mature and elegant temperament, which makes him look very charming.

He can speak fluent American English and French.

This made Link's image in her mind change dramatically.

She couldn't help but wonder what kind of person he was. How could he change so much after not seeing him for a few days?

"I used to practice shot put, and now I practice boxing. I am indeed a sports student, but boxing is more popular abroad. My goal is to play abroad and compete abroad in the future, so I learned a few foreign languages ​​in advance to facilitate communication with foreign colleagues."

"Then you are very good."

Zhang Zilin praised.

Link looked at the electronic watch and said it was time for breakfast. He asked the other party if she wanted to join him and he could introduce her to some delicious food in the sports university.

Zhang Zilin hesitated and nodded.

The two walked and talked, and walked into the sports university from the south gate.

Seeing the long-legged beauty follow Link, several men who were jogging around couldn't help but sigh. If they had known that the beauty was so easy to be asked out, they should have taken action in advance.