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111. The back wave

The coach knew very well what Zhou Guobin was thinking.

He wanted to take this opportunity to show off in front of Shi Jinyu and Liang Tao, but he was not for him at all.

The coach didn't want to ruin the interest of the two Xiaoshan disciples, but in the face of Zhou Guobin's begging eyes, he couldn't help but hesitate.

Professor Ma saw his embarrassment and whispered: "It's okay to let him try it. As a young man, he has to try everything before he can be content."

The coach looked at Shi Jinyu, and Shi Jinyu nodded in agreement: "Let these little guys show their hands. We have a rare trip to the mountain, so we don't rush back, junior brother, video."

Liang Tao agreed, opened the suitcase, took out the photography instrument for a little debugging, and then took out a heavy laptop from the backpack behind him.

Then, Shi Jinyu looked at Jiang Yun and continued, "Actually, we have two purposes here. One is to see Xu Fei, and the other is to be entrusted by someone to help you within our ability. Beichen won the team and individual championships of the national competition every year. Although it has nothing to do with me, as a native of Jizhou, I am very unhappy."

The coach only believed half of this. He visited every year and was turned away every time. This time he was invited to the two true disciples down the mountain, probably the main reason was that they were "entrusted by others."

"Dou Huan, Zhou Guobin." The coach pointed at the practice venue while calling out.

The two agreed, walked to the venue and stood at the right place, saluting each other.

"Xiao Zhou, come and let me see how much you have made in the past year." Dou Huan put on a defensive posture and signaled Zhou Guobin to attack him. He knew it well and knew that he could not get into the eyes of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect, so he simply gave the opportunity to his younger brother with good relationships.

Zhou Guobin cast a grateful look and waved his sword to launch an attack.

After the two bamboo swords collided several times in succession, the coach frowned unhappily and scolded: "Dou Huan, can you pass the fourth level of the exam at this level? Are you having fun? Be serious!"

Dou Huan's body stopped for a moment, then he made a straightforward defensive counterattack, hitting Zhou Guobin's left rib.

"He only cares about maintaining the offensive rhythm and does not grasp the distance. Since the attack is ineffective, he should first move out of his position, stabilize the lower plate, and then find opportunities from the gap on the opponent's right side." Shi Hui whispered softly, then looked at Xu Fei, "Right, senior?"

Xu Feiwei nodded in the spot.

On the other hand, the coach talked with Professor Ma for a few words and said to Zhou Guobin: "You do not control the distance properly, you are eager to achieve success when attacking, and you have no flexibility. Sometimes, retreating to advance is a more advantageous way of playing."

Immediately afterwards, the coach said to Dou Huan: "And you, how many times have you told you? Don't habitually put the center of defense on the left just now because your opponent is a right-handed. How many flaws did you reveal on the right just now? Be careful. OK, substitutions."

Under the coach's command, Wu Zixuan, Chen Xiaoxiao and Cao Yiming took turns to play. Their strength was much worse than Zhou Guobin. It was less than two minutes from the appearance to the end.

In just a few minutes, people rushed to the training room one after another, and most of them came with familiar faces. After a while, the provincial league champions of the past three years gathered in the training room.

"Shi Hui." The coach waved.

Shi Hui, who had been eager to try, immediately came on the stage. He saluted Dou Huan respectfully, but was not polite when he waved his sword.

As soon as an expert takes action, he knows if it is there. Facing Shi Hui's attack, Dou Huan suddenly feels pressure. He immediately cheers up and looks for opportunities to counterattack while defending.

However, Shi Hui did not repeat Zhou Guobin's mistakes. After relying on his fierce and decisive attack to seize the initiative, he took a steady step and gradually expanded his advantage. Dou Huan's defensive pressure became increasingly greater and he gradually became stretched.

Xu Fei looked at him in a daze. Although the outcome had not been decided on the court, the result was already destined.

At the same level as the fourth stage, Shi Hui was able to suppress Dou Huan completely and did not leave the opponent with a slight chance to turn defeat into victory, which surprised Xu Fei.

Compared with his performance in the final last Friday, Shi Hui has made great progress. Although he still uses basic moves that can be learned by simply signing up for a swordsmanship training class, his use of these moves has been improved to a higher level.

It can be seen that he has integrated the skills Xu Fei showed him in the finals.

But how many days have passed?

Although those skills are not profound and mysterious, they are not easy to see at first sight. Otherwise, Cao Yifei and Volcano would have mastered them completely and had already passed the fifth stage.

Thinking about the learning progress of Cao Yifei and Volcano, and looking at Shi Hui's performance, Xu Fei couldn't help but sigh.

Objectively speaking, Xu Fei believes that his talent is even worse than Cao Yifei and Volcano, and compared with Shi Hui, the difference between the light of rice grains and the bright moon in the sky.

Xu Fei was deeply grateful that he realized the talent gap between himself and the genius again. Although he did not have outstanding talents, he had an opportunity that was more rare than talent. However, there were many dangers buried in this opportunity, and if he was not careful, he might pay the price of his life.

At this time, the winner was decided on the court and Shi Hui won.

"Awesome." Dou Huanxin convinced her. After taking off her cover, she couldn't wait to stuff a candy into her mouth. He didn't feel embarrassed to lose to Shi Hui, but his sadness was as good as seeing his crush in a luxury car a few months ago.

Only delicious little white rabbit milk candied to dilute this sadness.

The coach threw a look of praise at Shi Hui and then looked beside him.

Shi Jinyu nodded with a smile: "I have watched the video of Shi Hui and Xu Fei's game. I have made such a great progress in just three days. I am also a talent for making. Junior brother, what do you think?"

Liang Tao stared at the computer screen and shook his head slowly: "I can't see that data collection is not enough."

The coach glanced at his computer, looking puzzled.

Shi Jinyu explained understandingly: "My junior brother used to be a technical consultant of the Sports Bureau. He specialized in data analysis of athletes. When he became a professional disease, he could see things with his eyes. He had to use data to verify it. Well, as a math enthusiast, I really appreciate his persistence."

"Oh!" The coach suddenly realized that he had heard of the application of computer technology in the field of sports competitions, but this was the first time he had seen someone conduct data analysis on a kendo competition.

Then, he turned around and shouted: "Xu Fei, Zhong Wenbin."

Xu Fei came on the court in response and saluted the opponent arranged by the coach for him. Although it was his first meeting, he recognized this senior Zhong Wenbin.

Three years ago, as the captain at that time, Zhong Wenbin won the provincial league championship trophy on behalf of the Kendo Team of Nanjing University Affiliated High School. At that time, Xu Fei had not joined the Kendo Team.

I heard that Zhong Wenbin has passed the fifth stage this year, crossed the career threshold, and has won the opportunity to stay at the School of Physical Education after graduation to intern at Nanjing University.
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