Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

It was different from the atmosphere where everyone was gearing up and eager to try at the beginning.

Now, the players are very anxious, up and down.

If Lukaku, a strong man of two hundred catties, can't lift it, then there will be no one.

After all, everyone knows that Lukaku is the strongest player in the Inter Milan team.

This is an accepted fact.

Take a look at his performance on the court, back-to-back singles, that is relaxed and freehand!

Many times, Lukaku doesn't have to use his shoulders and back to carry people.

Just an arm as thick as a concrete pole on the street, blocking the opponent, has full deterrent power.

Marucci looked at Lukaku's shoulders that were as thick as a mountain, and showed a relieved smile.

"Lukaku, I'm talking about Lyon's Mosako, that guy is a big man over 100kg, and your body is the closest to him. I think you are very likely to break his record of 169kg!"

Before, when Bastoni and Gagliardini played, the experienced Marucci could see at a glance that the two would never reach Mossacco's level.

The weight gap is here!

The bench press is the same as weightlifting. The weight pushed up is largely positively related to the weight of the trainer.

For example, the famous NBA star Yao Ming is 226cm tall and weighs 140kg.

This weight-to-height ratio is not an exaggeration.

Yao Ming looked far less burly and majestic than the O'Neal of the era.

But Yao Ming's bench press score reached 150kg!

On the one hand, this is because basketball players often practice bench press, and on the other hand, it is also because Yao Ming's weight is basically placed here.

140kg Yao Ming is stronger than 79kg Bastoni and 87kg Gagliardini!

Now that Lukaku, who weighs 103kg, is replaced, this posture will come up.

Lukaku was encouraged by Marucci, and his confidence doubled!

He has always claimed to be the strongest player in Serie A, and he is especially proud of his upper body strength.

Every game, there are two guards who weigh more than 85kg around him, hanging on him.

Such a harsh game environment has made Lukaku used to using strength to fight against opponents.

He was lying on a chair with his arms bent, showing the hill in the center of his forearm.

"Coach, give me 160kg first, warm up!"

Fitness coach Marucci likes a strong guy like Lukaku the most.

He gave Lukaku a thumbs up.

"Okay, then 160kg!"

He is very optimistic about Lukaku, the entire Inter Milan team, and he may be able to break the 169kg record of the Lyon club Mosacco.

Lukaku holds the bench putter with both hands.

His cheeks bulged like a frog.

Chest heaves violently.

The arms trembled upwards, and the barbell left the bracket.

"Good job, beautiful," Marucci hurriedly instructed Lukaku, "Hold it, hold it, keep going up, push harder, push harder for the last time! Straighten!"

"Huh!!!"

Lukaku roared, and his bent arm straightened instantly!

He successfully lifted a bench press weight of 160kg!

"Fuck, Lukaku is awesome!" Candreva's eyes widened.

"The first one is 160, and the next one is directly added to 170, breaking the record!" The third goalkeeper Berni waved a sweat towel as if he was on the bench.

"That Mosako from Lyon may indeed have great strength, but he is still a bit weaker than our big black boy!" Bastoni, who had been defeated before, regained his energy and stood in front of the crowd again .

"As expected of the strongest player in Serie A, I admire Lukaku!" Ye Chen also applauded Lukaku.

Watching Lukaku lift a 160kg bench press with his own eyes, he is so powerful!

The teammates who were breath-holding because of nervousness, cheered for Lukaku at this moment.

It seems that if you want to break the record, you have to rely on a strong man of two hundred catties!

Marucci gave a hand and helped Lukaku slowly put the 160kg bench pusher back on the bracket.

Lukaku was lying on the fitness chair, panting heavily.

The chest is like the undulating sea of ​​huge waves.

"Huh, huh-"

He sat up, his back already soaked.

In just a dozen seconds, Lukaku was already sweating profusely.

"How about Lukaku, do you want to add weight?"

Marucci looked at Lukaku who was pale, and asked him worriedly.

As a senior physical trainer.

Marucci could see that Lukaku's physical strength was exhausted.

Lukaku looked at Marucci with puffy eyes, but didn't make a sound.

Before the bench press was 160kg, he basically had no concept of the bench press.

Whether it's Everton or Manchester United, the Premier League coaches there don't let the players practice bench press.

When Lukaku pushed up the weight of 160kg just now, he almost exhausted all his prehistoric strength before pushing the pole up.

From bending the arm to gradually straightening it, although this process only takes a dozen seconds.

But Lukaku exerted too much force, instantly lacked oxygen, his brain went blank, and Venus burst out in front of his eyes. It felt like an hour!

After lifting now, his whole body is limp.

The muscles in both arms felt like they were being torn apart!

"My dear, Maroochy, do you know how I feel?"

"I feel like I'm sandwiched between four strong defenders and I'm almost out of breath!"

Lukaku already had a lot of fear in his heart, and felt that after lifting 160kg just now, his stamina gauge had been seriously overdrawn.

Especially that lack of oxygen to the brain, accompanied by the hopeless feeling that the muscles in the arms are torn.

Lukaku has experienced it once, and he doesn't want to experience it a second time!

He shook his head, ready to get up.

Several tall and burly teammates stepped forward and pushed Lukaku who had just sat up again!

"Maruchy, add another 10kg to him. Whether he can break Leon's record depends on the big blackie!"

"Yeah, you can't just let him go like this, brothers hold him down, don't let him get up!"

"Hold him, hold his leg!"

"Haha, don't let him run away!"

Lukaku, who was already weak in physical strength, was almost kidnapped by his teammates, watching the two 5kg barbell plates on the left and right being added.

He was lying on the fitness chair, looking up at the barbell like a hill.

Lukaku hasn't lifted it yet, just looking at the colorful barbells on both sides, he can feel a heavy weight pressing on his chest.

"I really can't do it, let me go, I really don't want to lift..."

Lukaku was crying.

"No, don't think about it if you can't lift it!"

"Wake up, Big Blackie, you are the strongest striker in Serie A, are you going to lose to a little-known French defender?"

"Whether Inter Milan can compete with Lyon depends on you!"

The teammates around, like competitive children, just didn't let Lukaku get up.

Lukaku's big innocent eyes were shining with tears.

Seeing that Lukaku was really pitiful, Ye Chen bent down and comforted him:

"Da Heizi, lift it up, you won't be able to run away today anyway, so don't resist, lie down and enjoy it!"

Lukaku curled his lips and glanced at Ye Chen, his eyes seemed to say, thank you!

Lukaku's second, 170kg.

He stretched out his trembling arms and grabbed the barbell.

Under the watchful eyes of the whole team, I pushed with all my strength!

"Huh!!!"

A roar resounded through the gym!

The pole didn't budge.

Lukaku continued to work hard, his big eyeballs were so wide that they were about to roll out!

The pole remained motionless.

"I can not make it!"

Lukaku only felt Venus rushing straight in front of him, his hands involuntarily drooped from the dumbbell bar, and his body rolled down.

"Boom!"

The huge body fell to the ground.

The teammates formed a small circle and watched Lukaku silently.

Marucci laughed.

"Hahahaha, okay, okay, I declare that the bench press champion of the Inter Milan team is Lukaku!"

"160kg is already a very top result, and it is also a top-notch player in the professional fitness field."

"Although the record of Lyon's Mosako has not been broken, Lukaku, don't be discouraged. The bench press can't prove anything. He is just a kind of strength training. As long as you follow me and practice hard, I guarantee that you will surpass the record in half a year. Mosako!"

Although Marucci said so, it can be seen from the corner of his mouth.

I feel proud of that in my heart.

Who said that the bench press is a hard exercise and not easy to use?

Even if you practice hard, you can't beat the Lyon Club!

"Okay, the next item," Marucci looked at the sports watch on his wrist, "I need you to do leash pulling training, in groups of two..."

"coach!"

Ye Chen raised his hand and interrupted Marucci's words.

"I want to try the bench press."