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Chapter twenty-six - hard training!

Yang Fan looked at the stands in a daze with a dazed look, standing on the grass and breathing heavily. He had made 102 breakthroughs, all of which failed!

Depressed! It’s miserable!

He raised his head and howled suddenly, with unyielding voices in his voice.

Damn speed, every time Yang Fan breaks through, he will fail due to speed, and every time he sees hope, the virtual figure will be destroyed with a tackle!

The metal voice without a trace of human emotions rang in Yang Fan's ears: "The breakthrough exercise was over, and the score was 55 points. Failed."

Yang Fan collapsed to the ground and gasped. Yesterday, after he finished the breakthrough and practice, the metal voice told him that his score was 40 points. He suppressed the curiosity in his heart and did not ask why.

Yang Fan asked in his heart: I haven't succeeded once, why are there 55 points left?

Yang Xiaofan said: "Master, although you have not made a successful breakthrough, it is not because of the technical reasons, but because your speed is too slow. These 55 points are an evaluation of your technology. The full score for the technical evaluation is 60 points."

The sadness on Yang Fan's face slowly dissipated. It seemed that his skill score was quite high!

But when she thought that she had not completed a breakthrough in four days, Yang Fan's face was filled with a bitter smile.

Speed! Damn speed!

At this time, the metal sound rang: "Based on data analysis, we need to practice speed next!"

When Yang Fan heard about physical fitness training, he was both excited and painful. Speed ​​training was completely tormenting.

He ran four seconds during the 30-meter test yesterday morning. He improved by 0:2 seconds from the previous period, and was trained here.

"The first item is weight-bearing exercise!"

As soon as Yang Fan was ready to squat, a pair of barbells appeared on his shoulders out of thin air. Yang Fan used force to his feet, exerted force to his waist and abdomen, straightened his back and stood up quickly, and he was still counting in his mouth. Then he squatted down again.

"1,2,3,4,5,6,7..." The sweat dripped from Yang Fan's forehead dripped like rain, and the sweat dripped on the turf beneath him.

A green leaf slightly down the moment the sweat drips, and then the sweat drips scatter and the leaves return to their original state. Then another drop of sweat drips on it, and it sinks again...

Under Yang Fan's forehead, the leaves were beaten by sweat, making a crisp sound.

"8!..." Yang Fan howled loudly, then threw away the barbell back and ran forward quickly. The leaves under his forehead just now returned to their original state and no longer shook their heads up and down!

Half an hour later, Yang Fan felt that his strength was about to be used up, his thighs were stiff and his calves were weak. He was sweating all over and found that his clothes were not wet at all, so he didn't ask why.

"Three groups of thirty meters, each group six times, rest for three minutes!" Metal Yin was arranging the next content.

Forty minutes later, Yang Fan collapsed on the grass, gasping for breath, opening and closing his mouth, like a fish lying on the shore!

At this time, the metal sound rang: "Training is over! Massage and relax!"

Yang Fan suddenly felt relieved. At this time, a hazy figure appeared in front of Yang Fan, with her slender fingers starting from her head, and her fingers were pressed regularly on Yang Fan's acupoints.

Soothing music sounded in the virtual space. Yang Fan felt very comfortable. He was tired and fell asleep under the soothing music!

"The massage is completed!" Metal sound woke Yang Fan from his deep sleep. He opened his eyes and found him lying on the floor of the room.

Recalling the breakthrough exercises I had just performed in the virtual space, Yang Fan's face suddenly became miserable. He asked Yang Xiaofan: "Tell me, according to this system training, what is the limit of my speed."

Yang Xiaofan said: "The potential of thirty meters is three seconds eight."

Yang Fan felt very sad. With such a arduous training, his potential was only 0.2 seconds. Three seconds and eight seconds, he was still at the worst score of the second team. How could he complete the breakthrough training with such speed?

Breakthrough technology is divided into three categories: changing direction breakthrough, fake action breakthrough, and changing speed breakthrough. Yang Fan has not even completed the first change direction breakthrough.

Speed ​​hinders Yang Fan's further training. Speed ​​has become a barrier to Yang Fan's improvement in his level!

The speed is like a mountain, lying on Yang Fan's road ahead, blocking his progress!

If Yang Fan wants to move forward, he either let the mountain collapse or go around.

The only way to make the mountain collapse is genetic medicine.

Without genetic medicine, Yang Fan can only walk around!

He can only make up for the shortcomings of speed by improving his skills and using more sophisticated techniques and more mature consciousness!

Yang Fan shook his head, supported his hands on the floor, and sat up slowly. He thought to himself that he was really a useless person!

Yang Xiaofan said: "Master, the best solution now is genetic medicine."

Yang Fan said impatiently: "I know!"

He can't get it for 500,000. If he can't get the speed, his training will only be repeated continuously. Repeat is nothing, mainly because he has no hope of breakthrough!

There are always ways to walk out, and there are always ways. Even if your speed is a scumbag, you can reduce breakthroughs during the competition. Relying on Yang Xiaofan's vision, Yang Fan believes that he can still gain a foothold in professional competitions.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan felt much better. He slowly stood up from the floor, and then habitually patted his butt. After moving for a few moments, he felt that the stiffness after training had basically disappeared.

I thought to myself that this system is so fucking perverted and fucking powerful.

So he asked curiously: "Does every club have this system?"

Yang Xiaofan answered him clearly: "No!"

Yang Fan frowned and asked, "Why?"

“Too expensive!”

Yang Fan asked curiously: "Too expensive? How much does it cost?"

Yang Xiaofan said simply: "Five hundred million!"

...

Five hundred million? Yang Fan almost screamed!

Five hundred million should refer to the euro. In 2854 AD, China, the United States and the European Union signed the "Shanghai Treaty" in Shanghai. The treaty stipulates that three currencies are linked and three currencies are equivalent. That is to say, one RMB is equal to one euro and is equal to one dollar.

Yang Fan's lips trembled, his throat was dry, and he said tremblingly: "You... took someone else's... a system of 500 million euros!"

He also realized that there are indeed few clubs that can spend so much money to buy such a system.

Yang Xiaofan stolen something worth 500 million yuan in one minute!

Things worth 500 million yuan must have strict protection measures. How did Yang Xiaofan do it?

Yang Xiaofan is against the will of heaven!

It is indeed unique under the starry sky!

"It's stealing! It's not taking it!" Yang Xiaofan corrected the mistakes in Yang Fan's language.

Yang Fan was a little embarrassed and his old face turned red. Yang Fan tried his best to suppress his inner shock. After two minutes, his mood slowly recovered. He took a deep breath and finally returned to normal.

Yang Fan, who returned to normal, said shamelessly: "In fact, whether it is stealing or taking, it doesn't matter, right?"

Yang Xiaofan said: "Stealing is immoral to humans."

Yang Fan has always believed that Yang Xiaofan is not a good person to communicate with!

Yang Fan is not a morally noble person. Since childhood, others have been mocking him and ridiculing him.

If the person who mocks him has no morality, and the person who mocks him has no morality, then why should you be a morally noble person?

So Yang Xiaofan's words did not make Yang Fan feel ashamed of this. Instead, he felt that Old Man Zhang was a big good man who actually created such a monster that was against the will of heaven.

There is no speed, I have Yang Xiaofan, with this super cheater, hum...

Thinking of this, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel very happy. A long-lost and lewd smile appeared on his face.

Yang Fan suddenly remembered that he had a date with Yao Nana. He asked, "What time is it?"

"Nine o'clock!"

It is not good to be late for the first date. According to the Internet, it is natural for girls to be late for dates, and boys should not be late. So he was a little anxious.

Yang Xiaofan said: "I have sent a message to Yao Nana, saying that you will be half an hour late."

Yang Fan nodded slightly, thinking that Yang Xiaofan actually took the initiative to do something this time.

He turned around and thought, before Yang Xiaofan used to do things, he had to ask himself why he made his own decision this time?

This situation is very bad!

"Master, after my analysis, she is important to you. According to my core principles, I have to do this."

Yang Fan said strangely: "It's very important to me?"

Yang Xiaofan's next words interrupted his thoughts: "Master, you should go take a shower immediately and then go to Rose Garden!"

Yang Fan is a rough man. Usually, he doesn't like to think. He doesn't ask why Yao Nana is very important to him. He quickly took a shower, then drank the "Baicao Soup" in Linda's hand and stepped out of the door.

Then Yang Fan took back the foot that had just stepped out. In Linda's puzzled eyes, Yang Fan kissed Linda's smooth forehead, threw down a sentence and left: "Linda, I won't come back tonight, you go to bed early!"
Chapter completed!
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