Chapter 283: Yoga Worked (1/2)

Chapter 283: Yoga Worked

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Early in the morning, Feng Zhu woke up and got up from his bed.

Suddenly, when he recalled what he did last night, he realized he had been foolish. Yoga? I am a professional player. How can yoga be effective? What's wrong with me? Maybe Coach Li went mad, but why I was so stupid then?

Besides, Coach Li was unfamiliar with those yoga postures, and his actions were uncoordinated, just like a beginner. How could he teach others when he is not so skillful?

The more he thought, the more Feng Zhu felt yoga was not reliable. After stabilizing his emotions, he thought that it was time to tell Dai Li that they should not waste time on yoga.

After breakfast, Feng Zhu went to the training ground and prepared for the day's training.

”Feng Zhu, come over for stretching!” The coach who was responsible for Feng Zhu motioned.

Stretching was the first thing for a ping pong player's daily training. It could be viewed as a warm-up before exercise, which could effectively prevent muscle strain. In terms of the characteristics of ping pong, stretching was a must before training.

Professional athletes tended to stretch more, so the pain would be more intense. Although professional athletes stretched before training every day, the stretches always seemed to be very painful, causing the athletes to grind their teeth and even scream. Athletes were so miserable when they stretched that people called ping pong coaches ”leg tearers” on the internet.

As Feng Zhu lay on the ground, Coach Kong, the leg tearer, was doing his work faithfully.

”Feng Zhu, are you okay?” Coach Kong asked, while tearing Feng Zhu's legs.

”Sure, why not?” Feng Zhu was a little confused.

”Isn't it painful?” Coach Kong continued.

”A little sore,” Feng Zhu answered.

”If it hurts, just call it out. You don't need put up with it,” Coach Kong went on. ”Normally, you would certainly call out in pain at this degree of stretch. However, you have said nothing today...”

Looking up at the degree of stretching, Feng Zhu was also surprised slightly.

What's wrong with me today? Stretching to such a degree was just a bit sore. Could it be the yoga last night was really effective?

The next second, Feng Zhu shook his head. No way! I am a professional player. How could yoga be effective!

...

”Nice! Nice catching!” Coach Zheng couldn't help but start clapping for Feng Zhu.

”Feng Zhu, you seem to be in great condition today. You couldn't catch such a ball before,” his opponent also said.

”Did I?” Feng Zhu thought back carefully and realized that he was more coordinated than before. As for some difficult skills, he usually completed them but with skill distortion. However, distortions were occurring much less today.

Is it really because of yoga? This idea came into Feng Zhu's mind again.

The whole day, Feng Zhu's training had been extremely smooth. Especially in one-on-one confrontation practice, where he even frequently used hard skills.

Feng Zhu himself could clearly feel the changes in his body.

Until now, Feng Zhu still didn't believe that this was because of yoga. However, except for yoga, nothing else had changed.