I practiced in the United States

When he finally stood up straight, the entire gym burst into applause.

Blair hurried over and helped him put the barbell back on the rack.

"God, this is unbelievable."

But Li Ang's attention was immediately focused on his attribute panel.

Name: Li Ang

Strength: 9.02 (+0.12)

Constitution: 14.80 (+0.55)

Reaction: 10.47 (+0.01)

Spirit: 15.45 (+0.1)/31

Breaking point: 0

Breaking limit point: 0.5

Skill:

【Cycling】124/5000 (Grandmaster)

(Characteristics: Lower limb strength and endurance increased by 60%)

(Feature: Cycling physical consumption reduced by 20%)

[Tongbei Fist] 306/400 (Mastery)

(Characteristics: Reaction and neural recruitment ability increased by 20%)

【Running】44/400 (Mastery)

(Feature: Increase vital capacity by 20%)

【Sports Massage】68/200 (Skilled)

(Feature: Within 12 hours after massage, body recovery ability increases by 10%)

[Thirteen Taibao Hengqigong Practice] 30/100 (Introduction)

As expected, his limit-breaking point increased by 0.5 in the squat just now.

But it seems that challenging the limits of the body is easier than winning the championship in a competition, or fighting life and death, but in fact, this kind of behavior is definitely very risky.

It can be seen from the nosebleed that the capillaries in many places in his body may have ruptured due to excessive pressure.

This means that his current physique has improved and he is more resistant. If he comes frequently, his body will definitely not be able to bear it.

Li Ang plans to add these 0.5 breakthrough points to [Physique], but not now.

The last time he had his [spirit] break through the limit, it caused him great pain. This time, he didn't know what was going on with his physique.

Blair on the side looked at Li Ang with admiration.

A young man who has made such a big breakthrough and is praised by so many people has no expression at all on his face. This is too calm. His future achievements are bound to be limitless.

Li Ang came back to his senses and faced the enthusiastic gazes of so many people. He finally understood why fitness attracted so many people.

Because it not only brings energy to your body, but is also a kind of spiritual food. Of course, in insider terms, it is called a spiritual nitrogen pump.

During the break, Li Ang also learned a lot of fitness experience from Blair, not only in terms of skills, but also on a higher level.

“I think there’s a saying that makes sense: before you exercise your body, you must first exercise your mind.”

"You have to first figure out what the purpose of your fitness is? Is it for a good figure, to make yourself healthier, or to push the limits of your body?"

"If you keep trying your body's maximum weight, if your purpose is to get in good shape or make your body healthier, I think it is unnecessary. Not only does it risk injury, but there are also things like rhabdomyolysis and myocardial ischemia. Such serious consequences.”

"I want it all."

Li Ang replied calmly and firmly.

Blair:?

He had never seen this scene before.

"Then let's work hard towards this goal."

Blair stretched out his hand and gave Li Ang a high five.

He will not laugh at any dream, even if it is unrealistic.

After resting, Li Ang continued strength training.

The main purpose of Thirteen Taibao Heng exercises is to enhance the body's ability to resist being hit, and increasing the body's muscle mass can also increase one's ability to resist being hit.

One is defense and the other is health. The two do not conflict, but can be superimposed.

"Hey, your phone is ringing."

A blond beauty with big waves pointed to Li Ang's mobile phone on the stool and said to him.

When you become stronger, the world becomes friendly.

Li Ang took a look at the caller information and found that it was Officer Taylor calling.

"What? Okay, I'll be right over."

Time goes back to ten minutes ago.

Taylor didn't expect that he would meet acquaintances when he went shopping on his day off.

The figure at the door of the boxing club looks a bit like his "senior brother", Charles.

He walked over quickly, ready to say hello and ask how his practice was progressing.

But when he got closer, as a policeman, he was keenly aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Although Ciel was walking in the middle, he obviously did not look like the core figure among these people. Instead, he seemed to be stuck in the middle.

"Ciel, who are these people?"

Taylor followed and stopped Charles in the corridor at the entrance of the boxing club.

"They. They are my classmates."

Ciel's face seemed a little nervous.

"So are you going?"

Taylor continued to ask.

Before Charles could speak, an equally tall young man wearing a basketball T-shirt next to him replied:

"He'll go boxing with us, don't you think so, Ciel."

Were it not for the heat, wearing a baseball uniform might be more in keeping with his identity.

"Yes, that's right."

Ciel nodded slowly and whispered in agreement.

"Char, are you really willing to practice boxing with them?"

Taylor confirmed one last time.

Hearing this, the young man in the basketball T-shirt showed an exaggerated smile on his face, looked at Charles and said:

"Softie Charles, is this man one of your relatives? Is he a priest in the church? Do you really want to marry him, Miss Charles?"

While speaking, he also imitated the way Taylor spoke just now.

"Hurry up and say, I do."

The young man in the basketball T-shirt shook Charles's shoulder.

"Pah!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped hard in the face by Taylor.

"When I fucking ask him questions, you better fucking don't make any sound."

In an instant, Taylor's fierce temperament stunned the three young men present.

They usually just show off in school, how could they encounter such a scene?

Even Charles was stunned. At this time, the fact that he took the initiative to find others to say that he wanted to practice boxing could not be said.

"Well, I don't really want to practice boxing with them, but I can practice"

After saying all this, Charles didn't know what he was talking about.

The young man in the basketball T-shirt had cursed Charles ten thousand times in his heart: Damn, you didn't say that just now, thank you!

But he didn't dare to speak now after being slapped.

However, Taylor could tell from his body that he didn't move out and his expression that he was reluctant to accept that this kid really wanted to do it.

Now he really didn't know how to deal with it.

This feeling was a bit similar to a case he had heard of before, where the wife reported her husband for domestic violence, but when the police came, the wife stopped the police from taking her husband away.

Of course, the final result was that both of them were shot dead by the police.

There was no way, he could only choose to call Li Ang, maybe he would know more about the situation between them.

When Li Ang arrived, the two were already testing each other on the ring.

Taylor was observing the situation at a distance from the ring.

Opposite to Charles was Barber, an old acquaintance that Li Ang met when he participated in the last bicycle race.

The appearance of Li Ang suddenly reminded him of some not-so-good memories.