C18 Strong Opponent

Life has no starting point, and there is no ending point. Whenever you start, that is the starting point, and when you fall down, that is the end point.

Early in the morning, Li Wenbin woke up early. According to his coach yesterday, this was his first time running, and it was also the basic skill of the Kickboxing Path. At that time, Bruce Lee was running 10 kilometers a day. Running could increase his physical strength, the explosive strength of his legs, and his speed.

Even if you can't beat him, you can run. As long as you run fast, and others can't catch up to you, it's also a way to save yourself. Running doesn't mean you lose, it's just that you can't beat him for the time being, what can you do in the future?

Li Wenbin ran round and round in the park near his home, absorbing the fresh air. He made people full of energy and spirit, feeling the truth that life was all about exercise.

Seeing that more and more people around him were joining the running industry, Li Wenbin couldn't help but feel ashamed. Why didn't he feel the benefits of running before? He was always oblivious to the outside world, wholeheartedly focusing on the holy books, just wanting to get into a key university, then get a good job, get a good wife, a life husband, what was there to ask for, did he have time to run?

If his father hadn't used Chinese medicine to soak him in the bathtub, he would have been beaten to death by then. Moreover, it would have been impossible for him to recover so quickly from the hospital. He would have to be discharged at least two or three months later.

Li Wenbin ran about two kilometers and felt overwhelmed. He could not run anymore. He could not help but admire Li Xiaolong for running more than 10 kilometers every day without any problems.

Li Wenbin knew that this was the limit of his running ability for today. The first time he ran 2 km of the distance, his results were pretty good, there was nothing difficult in this world, he was only afraid of the people who wanted to help him. In the future, he would have to travel a few more miles every day, and he would gradually reach 10 km.

At nine in the morning, Li Wenbin came to this martial arts training center and held a day of training. Today, the coach taught him how to practice the art of boxing and pointed out the students' postures. How could he maintain a good offense? How could he block the attacks of others? How to make others unable to guard against his attacks.

After the morning training ended, the afternoon coach said in a serious tone, "Practice comes from fighting against each other. If you want to defeat your opponent, you need to learn how to take a beating. You need to know your weakness before you can use it to your advantage."

The students each found an opponent to spar with. Li Wenbin's opponent was around 1.8 meters tall. He had short, flat hair, a square face, and a sturdy build. Kong Fu was very strong, but his arms were very thick. He was older than Li Wenbin. After both of them introduced themselves, this man was called Zhang Shengke.

A look of contempt appeared in Zhang Shengke's eyes, as if he was saying to Li Wenbin, "Brat, you aren't worthy to be my opponent. Laozi, if you know what's good for you, you can admit defeat immediately, or else, I'll beat you until all your teeth fall out, hehe!"

Li Wenbin saw the other party ignoring his existence, and the pain in his heart struck him, injuring his pride. Li Wenbin saw the other party ignoring his existence, and his heart hurt, and his pride hurt his pride.

When Li Wenbin's attack was only three inches away from his chest, Zhang Shengke slid to the side, blocked Li Wenbin's attack with his left hand, and attacked with his right hand as fast as lightning.

Li Wenbin felt his opponent attack too quickly. His vision blurred and he fell to the ground. After all, this was training. Li Wenbin knew that the opponent would be lenient towards him. Otherwise, he would definitely not be able to stand up.

Li Wenbin was a person who was unwilling to admit defeat. He stood up and immediately rushed over and fought with Zhang Shengke, knocking him down time and time again. Everyone was moved by Li Wenbin's unyielding spirit.

At this moment, Zhang Shengke no longer looked down on Li Wenbin. Such an opponent was worthy of respect. His opponent that rose in defeat was equally terrifying.

This sort of indomitable and courageous opponent had limitless potential. Perhaps tomorrow, he might not be able to defeat him.

After the end result, although Li Wenbin did not beat Zhang Shengke once, he did not feel displeased. He did his best and could see from the opponents that he was lacking in many aspects, such as his reaction speed, attack speed, strength and so on. Upon discovering his own flaws, as long as he practiced, he would definitely defeat his opponent.

Although Zhang Shengke was arrogant and conceited, he was still impressed by Li Wenbin's repeated defeats, defeating him and getting up to challenge his spirit. He looked at Li Wenbin with a sincere gaze and said, "Li Wenbin, you are the bravest one I have ever seen in my life. I apologize for looking down on you before. I hope you can forgive my arrogance."

Li Wenbin saw the sincere look in his opponent's eyes and thought to himself that he was a person worthy of making friends with. He smiled at Zhang Shengke and said, "It's my honor to have such a powerful opponent like you. We'll continue our sparring tomorrow.

Zhang Shengke, seeing that the other party had forgiven him, also mustered up his fighting spirit and said confidently, "Good! "I'll wait for you to defeat me. I'm not a person that's easy to defeat, and as long as you can defeat me, you'll be my big brother. In the future, I'll help you settle all down and follow your arrangements."

Li Wenbin had a determined look on his face, "I will definitely defeat you. Just you wait!" Li Wenbin and Zhang Shengke shook hands, and without saying anything, they agreed to fight again tomorrow.

The coach had also seen Li Wenbin and Zhang Shengke's sparring, and was impressed by Li Wenbin's bravery. After training for so many years, he had trained many students. Most of them would stop challenging their opponents after being defeated a few times by their opponents.

They didn't know whether it was because they knew themselves or because they felt that their opponent was invincible, so they wouldn't humiliate themselves into a meaningless challenge. Could it be that everyone had a heart of bullying the weak and feared the strong? Do they all like to challenge opponents weaker than themselves? Didn't he know that if he didn't challenge a strong opponent, he would never be able to rise to a higher level?

To defeat a hundred weaklings was better than to be defeated by a powerful opponent. To defeat a powerful opponent only allowed you to see your own advantage; to be defeated by a powerful opponent allowed you to see your own weakness, thus improving your own inadequacies. With a spirit of never admitting defeat, painstaking training, and tenacious fighting will, sooner or later you would defeat your powerful opponent.