Chapter 39 Kidney Strengthening

When Ji Feng returned to the arena, the rest of his teammates had almost arrived. At this time, it was a critical period to prepare for the National Championship, and everyone was very active. After all, the staff of the High School Affiliated to Jiaotong University are in high spirits today, and everyone wants that champion to come back and make the best footnotes for their high school basketball career.

"Ji Feng, come for a run!" Lin Zhong saw that Ji Feng was back, everyone was gathered, and he started the warm-up run before training every day.

Zhang Hengyuan's rule is 10 laps, and one lap of the basketball hall is about 200 meters. 2000 meters is enough for high school basketball players to warm up.

2,000 meters is not long or short, about ten minutes. Except for Ji Feng, everyone else has stopped.

"Ji Feng, enough is enough!" Lin Zhong thought that Ji Feng had counted the wrong number of laps and shouted to Ji Feng.

"It's okay, leave him alone." At this time, Zhang Hengyuan also came to the venue and walked to Lin Zhong's side.

"The whole team, prepare for the morning training. In the morning, we mainly practice tactics, positioning, and shooting training." Zhang Hengyuan said: "I announce that Ji Feng will not participate in our joint training for ten days. In addition to tactical training, Ji Feng's training, Arrange for yourself."

"It's the coach!" Lin Zhong agreed, and then organized the team members to move the equipment.

And Ji Feng still didn't mean to stop, he was still running around in circles, there was no way, Ji Feng didn't want to run so much, the course is also a part of the strengthening task, 10 kilometers a day, need to persist for half a year , once it stops for a day, all the previous efforts will be lost. Ji Feng has been holding on for a while, but in order to make time for the 5000 medium vote, Ji Feng can only choose to run in the morning.

"Brother Feng has already run a few laps. It must be 30 laps. It's six kilometers. It's really scary. Just to warm up, you need to run so much. Can you still train in the morning with this physical strength?"

During the interval between shooting training, Sun Zhihao looked at Ji Feng who was running around and sighed. This was the first time that Ji Feng had completed the task of 10 kilometers a day in the arena. It was also the first time that everyone knew that Ji Feng had such a large amount of training. , just running is horrible.

"Sure enough, people are more mad than people. Ji Feng is really a monster of physical strength." Wang Hao touched his stomach, and his abdominal muscles were united into one piece. He couldn't run so much. 2,000 meters a day already made him very uncomfortable. Pain.

"The strength reflected by the improvement of attributes is becoming more and more obvious."

In about 45 minutes, Ji Feng finally completed the ten-kilometer mission, and it seemed very easy, which made Ji Feng very happy. At the beginning, it took him an hour and a half, and it didn't take long, but it was shortened by so much.

On the other hand, the shooting training has also ended. Ji Feng returned to the team and conducted tactical joint training with the entire team. Ji Feng belongs to the absolute core of the attack, so the training content is how to play a more reasonable game around Ji Feng.

After the end, Ji Feng walked to the equipment. For the rest of the morning, Ji Feng was going to do strength training. His height of 190cm is only 68kg, which is really thin. The confrontation in the NBA is not proportional to everyone he faces, so Ji Feng Peak to strengthen their muscle strength.

Ji Feng made a 300 plan for himself. The daily maximum weight of squat, bench press, and deadlift is 100 each. This is a very good way to improve his core strength!

Then Lin Zhong and the others heard the sour sound of the equipment, which made Lin Zhong and the others work hard.

An hour later, except for Ji Feng, who was still training, all the other trainings were over.

Lin Zhong, who originally wanted to ask Ji Feng to go with him, was stopped by Zhang Hengyuan. Soon, his teammates left one after another, leaving only Ji Feng in the stadium.

Ji Feng was undecided about all this, he was just immersed in his own training, earnestly completing one training after another. It was not until Ji Feng felt a little hungry that he left the training state and left the arena.

In the afternoon, Sun Zhihao came to the arena an hour early. He was very stimulated in the morning. In his heart, Ji Feng was already very good, but the players who were already very good were working harder than you. This is the most terrifying thing.

Sun Zhihao always thought that Ji Feng was a talented player, and he didn't need much training. As a result, Ji Feng in the morning told everyone with practical actions that hard-working geniuses are the most terrifying.

Sun Zhihao also had the dream of a professional team, so he wanted to come to the stadium for training in advance, but before he walked in, he heard the sound of basketball hitting the ground in the stadium.

"Could it be that someone came earlier than me?" Sun Zhihao glanced at his phone, it was just two o'clock, which was too scary.

"Brother Feng?!" Sun Zhihao, who hurried in, found Ji Feng who was dribbling two balls with both hands against the wall.

Ji Feng returned to the arena not long after eating. He wanted to practice his dribbling, dribbling two balls with both hands, and then using different rhythms, he threw the basketball in his hand to the wall, and then caught it.

This has high requirements on the mastery of dribbling rhythm and power, and this is also the method Ji Feng has always practiced.

"Zhihao, it's very early." Ji Feng stopped after an hour of dribbling and greeted Sun Zhihao.

"Brother Feng, you're really awesome, take it..." Sun Zhihao sighed involuntarily as he looked at Ji Feng, who was soaking wet but still full of energy.

"It's still a long way off." Ji Feng pretended to wipe his sweat and shook his soaked hair.

But in Sun Zhihao's eyes, this is really awesome.

"Okay, I'll continue training." Ji Feng patted Sun Zhihao, then went to get the basketball. Finally got 5,000 hits.

Ji Feng took out all the basketballs. Not to mention, there were quite a few basketballs in the arena, 50 in total. Ji Feng divided them into groups of 10 and divided them into 5 points to shoot.

"It's started!" Ji Feng shot when he was ready.

The sound of "swipe" continued to sound in the venue.

Ji Feng's mid-range shot is very accurate. This is his main attribute to add skill points. Basically, his hit rate is 70-80% when there is no defense, so the sound of throwing is occasionally heard.

Soon, 50 balls were thrown in 5 minutes, and 40 were hit. Sun Zhihao was stunned, and he forgot about training, so he just stared blankly.

"Zhihao, help me pick up the ball." Ji Feng felt that picking up the ball was the most tiring, and then found Sun Zhihao who was in a daze, free labor, no need for nothing.

"Ah, oh, okay!"

Sun Zhihao also joined the ranks of picking up the ball.

"It's hard work, I knew it wouldn't come so early." Sun Zhihao wanted to cry without tears.

Ji Feng's shooting continued, and the hit rate gradually decreased, because the non-stop shooting made Ji Feng's arm sore. After 2,000 shots, Ji Feng felt that it was a little difficult to lift his arm.

At this time, it was almost time for the afternoon training, and everyone left again. At 6 o'clock, Ji Feng completed 4,000, and he was the only one left in the arena.

This is the training off the basketball court. In order to improve the shooting percentage on the court, one has to work a hundredfold.

"Huhuhu..." Ji Feng supported the knee with his arms and panted heavily. There were still a thousand left, but Ji Feng's physical strength had bottomed out.

The numb arms and aching waist and abdomen made it difficult for Ji Feng to pick up the ball, but Ji Feng couldn't give up. In order to enter the NBA, he had to persevere through gritted teeth. His strength is not enough, no matter how much the outside world praises him, Ji Feng knows this.

For the last thousand, Ji Feng spent a full 3 hours.

Ji Feng, who threw in the last one, collapsed on the floor and was soaked in Ji Feng's sweat. Ji Feng has been training for 12 hours.

"It's finally done." Ji Feng muttered to himself, covering his eyes, which were dazzled by the light, with his hands.

Ji Feng has been like this for ten days...

When others watch you roaming the court wantonly, who will know what kind of devil training you have gone through.

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