I practiced in the United States

After the bicycle speed exceeds 100, the feeling of riding on it is completely different from driving a car at 100.

Li Ang felt that all his attention was mobilized. His eyes captured all the information in his field of vision to ensure that there would be no objects that would affect his riding.

His limbs firmly controlled the body of the car, and at the same time, he used the vibration frequency and amplitude sensed by every part of his body to adjust the force of his limbs and the control of the direction to ensure that the car would not lose control.

This undoubtedly puts extremely high demands on the information processing ability of the rider's brain. Fortunately, this is what Li Ang is best at.

At this moment, Li Ang completely felt the bicycle under him, as if it had become an extension of his body. Every time he rolled over a small stone and every change in torque, he could adjust it immediately.

Falling off the bike? Not happening.

At the same time, the proficiency of the skill [Riding] is also skyrocketing at a speed several times higher than usual.

Sure enough, only by stepping out of the comfort zone and challenging unfamiliar and difficult areas can we make more progress.

What surprised Li Ang was that his proficiency in the skill [Vehicle Driving] was also increasing.

After a little thought, Li Ang could almost understand that in this high-speed downhill state, the bicycle he rode could be regarded as a lightweight motorcycle, after all, it was all gliding in neutral.

Therefore, he also practiced his motorcycle driving skills, and this experience was also counted in [Vehicle Driving], which led to the increase in the proficiency of this skill.

This also reminded Li Ang that in the later stage of this skill, if Li Ang only practiced the skills of driving ordinary cars, the proficiency might increase very slowly. He still had to try to drive different vehicles as much as possible to improve the proficiency of the skill more efficiently.

After all, the driving skills and experience of two-wheeled vehicles, three-wheeled vehicles, four-wheeled vehicles, front four and rear eight, etc., may be different.

At the end of the whole downhill, the meter showed that Li Ang's fastest speed reached 128 kilometers per hour.

The fastest speed recorded in the Tour de France so far is 130.7 kilometers per hour achieved by BMC team's Burghardt in the downhill of the ninth stage of the 2016 Tour de France.

Although this data may not be so accurate, and the route and slope are different, it basically means that Li Ang has completely approached the world record in this field.

The reason why this speed can make people extremely excited is that at this speed, once a mistake is made, it is also fatal.

The protective gear of cyclists is not comparable to that of motorcyclists. After falling to the ground, any obstacle that hits the ground may send the rider away.

Therefore, challenging the extreme speed when going downhill requires not only technology but also courage.

When he reached the flat area, Li Ang could no longer see the figures of the two people behind him.

At the same time, the rapid uphill rush just now also increased his 0.8 [limit-breaking points], which can be understood as a reward for the brave.

The following sections require team cooperation training, so Li Ang simply stopped and waited on the side of the road.

A full minute later, Leon finally saw the figure of Patrice.

Judging from his slightly trembling body and heavy breathing, he was not slow at all when he came down.

"Woo!"

Patrice shouted excitedly, which made him look more and more like an orangutan.

If he was still speeding up to catch up with Leon at the beginning, but halfway through, he began to immerse himself in the pleasure of speeding.

There was no way, the brain capacity was limited, and it couldn't hold so many things at once, but it was an accident that made him forget his troubles.

Maybe this is why so many black people seem to be very happy all day long, filling their heads with some happy things, and troubles will naturally be driven out.

"What was your fastest speed just now? I even rushed to 109 kilometers per hour just now. I felt that my soul was about to fly out. How can I describe that feeling? It was better than my fucking climax."

Patrice was obviously overwhelmed by adrenaline. Not only did he talk a lot, but his way of speaking was a bit incoherent.

"It's okay, it's only about 20 kilometers per hour faster than you."

Li Ang calmly pressed the stopwatch and showed him a number.

"Damn!"

Obviously, being beaten by Li Ang again seemed to bring back some memories and drive away his happiness.

"Are you fucking riding a bike for your life? This is crazy. I think I should be nicer to you because I don't know when you might fall off the car and die."

Li Ang smiled and said, "People's physiques cannot be generalized." Then he ignored him.

Soon, the team leader also appeared behind Patrice.

But compared with Xiao Hei, his performance was much calmer. Obviously, this was not his first time trying this speed.

He looked at the two with admiration in his eyes.

As the captain of the team, he naturally hopes that his teammates will be as strong as possible.

And if you want to become stronger, talent and hard work certainly account for most of the factors, but in his opinion, the courage to challenge the limit is also indispensable.

Without this courage, you may eventually become a strong person, but you will never be the strongest.

After the three of them met, they waited for another three minutes before the large group behind them slowly caught up.

On this downhill section, moving forward in a group actually slowed down their speed.

No one knew how long the three of them had been waiting here, so naturally they didn't know how fast they had just been.

Not to mention the business car that the manager and coach were sitting in. On this winding downhill section, their speed was not even as fast as a bicycle, so they could only follow the large group.

At first, Orsad wanted the driver to go faster to see if he could catch up with Li Ang who was sprinting in front, but unfortunately the driver decisively rejected his request. Although Orsad was a leader, his life was more important than his work.

In the tactical training in the second half, most people thought that Li Ang was not used to it for the first time.

But Li Ang's performance was completely at the veteran level, and he could even make some very eye-catching tactical commands, which did not match his "unprofessionalism" at all.

In fact, Li Ang knew all these things, and the reason why he didn't nitpick was just because he didn't care that much.

A player who can get into Tsinghua University or Peking University will not have his test scores plummet just because the pen he used today is not his usual one.

After today's training, no one questioned Li Ang's FTP (maximum average power obtained by riding stably with all his strength within 1 hour) value.

First of all, if everyone keeps the same speed, it is impossible to measure the individual's FTP.

In addition, in the first half, Li Ang, as a windbreaker, was able to keep his speed stable and always be at the front, which has proved that his physical strength will never be below the average line.

This is equivalent to his lower limit being guaranteed.

In this case, those who originally did not think highly of Li Ang, asking about his FTP again, isn't this just asking for trouble.

After returning to the base, after dinner, there is still an indoor training plan later.

It's just that the training during this period is more free, and each player has the choice to choose his own training items according to his own conditions.

Li Ang did not practice those cycling specialties again. At least for now, his strength in cycling is completely sufficient.

He chose to spend more time on strength training and practicing several martial arts he mastered.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

Li Ang deliberately chose a corner where no one was, but there was still applause behind him.

Looking back, it turned out to be Moira.

"I think your movements are very ornamental. Is this Chinese Kung Fu?"

Li Ang nodded and asked again:

"What's the matter?"

Moira waved her hand and replied: "No, no."

"I just want to come and see."

"Just come and see? What's the difference between that and those who go to the gym, don't train, and specialize in looking at the buttocks of female students, bottom girls."

Li Ang complained a few words in his heart, and stopped talking. He put all his energy into practicing his moves.

After watching for a while, he seemed to feel that it was indeed inappropriate for him to sit here and stare at other people's bodies. Moira also started training on the squat rack next to him.

After Li Ang finished a set of movements, he also began to observe Moira who was doing squats next to him.

On the one hand, it was because her figure was indeed eye-catching, and on the other hand, it was because he found some problems in Moira's movements.

If this problem is not corrected in time, it is easy to hurt her lumbar spine, and then it will be delayed for one or two months to start, which is quite fatal for an athlete.

Based on the most basic principles among fitness enthusiasts, Li Ang decided to talk to her.

Although this woman often bows her head, she has always been very good to him.

"Can I put my hand on your waist and feel your strength?"

When Moira was about to squat, Li Ang came to her side and asked suddenly.

Although such an opening remark is indeed a bit impolite, it is also Li Ang's deliberate act.

If she can accept it, it means that there is a high probability that there will be no moths in his next guidance. This is called ugly words in advance.

If this is in a commercial gym outside, Li Ang would never dare to do this.

God knows what the girls there are doing here, and they may not care whether their movements are correct or not.

But they are all professional athletes here, and Li Ang guessed that they might be more relaxed in this regard.

Unexpectedly, Moira hesitated for less than a second before nodding and agreeing to Li Ang's abrupt request.

Then she added in a very low voice: "Okay, but there are too many people here, so don't move too much."

"I'll just stick to it and not move."

Hearing this answer, Moira smiled and didn't say anything, but the expression on her face fully showed that she didn't believe it.

As soon as Li Ang put his hand close to her waist, he suddenly felt a gaze with extremely strong energy, staring at his back. He didn't even need to look back to know that it must be a dark-skinned lamb who was anxious.

"Okay, squat slowly."

Facing the temptation of the pink peach in front of her, Moira found that Li Ang really just stuck to it and didn't move, and even closed his eyes.

At this time, Li Ang was using his palms to feel the changes in Moira's joints during movement.

This abnormal perceptual diagnosis ability was achieved by his own integration of the bridging skills of [Tongbei Quan] and the professional skills of [Massage], as well as increased hand sensitivity and reading a large number of books on human physiology and exercise. Skill.

After Moira finished a squat and put the 150kg barbell back on the rack, she asked with a little pride: "How does it feel?"

"Not very good."

Li Ang replied without thinking.

Moira:?

I can't help but touch my butt and waist after looking at it. Are you telling me that it's not very good?

Li Ang's answer made Moira fall into deep self-doubt.

Or is it that this handsome Kung Fu guy actually likes men?

But that’s not right either. Why would that person do this?

While she was thinking wildly, Li Ang had already given a diagnosis.

"There seems to be some inflammation in the third section of your spine, which causes you to exert force subconsciously and cause deviation. This wrong action will cause your problem to continue to worsen, and then make your deviation worse. , forming a vicious circle.”

Moira: "Huh?"

Li Ang took Moira's hand and pressed the location he mentioned.

Only then did Moira put her thoughts back together, and found that something really seemed wrong about this place.

When she was doing squat training during this period, she did feel something different from usual, but because the feeling was relatively mild, she didn't take it seriously.

After what Li Ang said, she really discovered the problem.

She recalled that she had suffered an injury to her waist before, and the team's rehabilitation doctor had told her to recuperate for a while. However, there happened to be an important game during that time, and she felt almost in good health. Didn't take it seriously anymore.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that because of this reason, this place has never recovered well.

"Then what should I do?"

At this time, she had completely trusted Li Ang's statement.

As a person who has practiced Chinese Kung Fu, it seems reasonable for Li Ang to know a little bit about orthopedics.

"The solution is quite simple. One is to adjust your movements so that your problem will no longer aggravate. The other is to rely on your own body to slowly recover. If you want to recover faster, I I can give you a massage.”

"Massage? I understand. Can I come to your room to see you tonight?"

Li Ang nodded. He would not rush to give massages to others, but he would not miss the opportunity. After all, giving massages to different people would increase his proficiency much more than giving massages to himself.

After helping Moira correct her movements, she now completely believed Li Ang's statement.

Because there was no comparison before, she didn't feel it yet. After correcting her movements, she felt a sense of relaxation from the inside out.

After getting familiar with the correct movements, Moira didn't dare to practice squats anymore by herself.

Li Ang took over her position and started squat training.

Moira is relatively confident about her leg strength and core strength. In terms of lower body strength comparison, there is actually not much difference between women and men.

As soon as Li Ang came up, she directly added a 50kg barbell plate to the barbell she had just practiced.

In this way, the weight of the barbell directly reaches 250kg.

Moira wanted to remind Li Ang that as a warm-up, the weight of the first squat should not be too heavy.

But then he remembered that Li Ang had just coached him on squats and his terrifying leg explosive power demonstrated through explosive power output. He thought he didn't need to be reminded.

On the other side, Patrice also came over cursing. He would not allow Leon and his goddess to be so close or stay for so long.

Then as the distance got closer, he could clearly see the weight of the barbell on Li Ang's body.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6."

After completing six standard squats, Patrice naturally changed his direction and left with a curse.

200kg is his limit, but 250kg is just Li Ang's warm-up weight. This is fucking better than a market trade!

You also said that you are not a track cyclist?

The level of 250kg squat is already very impressive among road cyclists, but among track cyclists, there are really many people who can do it.

German track cyclist Robert Forstmann, known as the leg king, has a leg circumference of 76 centimeters and can even do one-leg squats with a weight of 200kg.

But correspondingly, their endurance is somewhat worse than that of road cyclists.

Therefore, Li Ang, who has the advantages of both, is just like a monster.

After the 250kg warm-up, Li Ang directly increased the weight to 300kg.

The heavier the weight, the better the training effect for him. With his extraordinary body recovery ability, those torn muscle fibers can basically achieve excessive recovery in half a day.

"300kg, twice my own weight."

Moira looked at the barbell on Li Ang and almost bent the bar.

Somehow, thinking about the double weight, she suddenly thought of two of herself, being carried by Li Ang.

It was not until Li Ang put the barbell on the rack and heard the sound that finally pulled her thoughts back.

The base actually provided single dormitories, but Li Ang did not plan to stay too long this time and was too lazy to prepare those things, so he simply stayed in the hotel outside the base.

The training requirements of the team are relatively strict, but they are still far from the level of the domestic level. At least Li Ang was not blocked from living outside.

Li Ang was taking a shower and blowing his hair when the doorbell rang.

Looking through the peephole, it was indeed Moira. It was so late, he thought she would not come.

Before she came, she had obviously taken a shower, and even put on light makeup and sprayed perfume.

Her clothes were also changed from loose sportswear during the day to a gray sports vest and a pair of gray yoga pants.

When the door opened, Moira found that she seemed to have suffered another blow in terms of her figure.

Li Ang, with a wet body and wearing only a pair of shorts, showed off his perfect golden ratio body to the fullest.