Chapter 140 The home court here is you
Gong Jiu looked silently in search of fame, the man's thin lips squirmed, his eyes looked at the ring, his voice was low and slow.
Su Yu and other team members pondered for half a second, and they all understood the meaning of this sentence one after another.
Yeah, if it was them, they wouldn't go wrong?
The lower the mistake, the more you think that you will not make a mistake, the easier it is to commit it. This is the so-called Murphy's Law.
"Call ~"
The referee blew the whistle, and it was time for the first round of the first match between ET and Beihai, followed by the intermission.
The waiting area for the participating teams to watch the match is around the ring. The whistle sounded. After the two sides stopped, people from each team gathered around to relieve the tense muscles of the participating players.
"Relax, relax, why are your muscles so tight?"
Wen Yao squeezed the boy's leg, and relaxed him one after another. He couldn't help but be surprised when he touched the hard muscle.
On the other side, Su Yu made the same movement, "Relax, don't put too much pressure on it, too much tension causes muscle stiffness, how will you play in the next game?"
Jun Gu held the water in his hand, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and handed it to the young man, with a calm voice: "Don't look at the other party, you have to believe that the home court here is you."
Professional fighters are the same as professional mixed martial artists. In his circle, what he condenses is the ruthlessness and courage for this ring.
It is said that the eyes are the window to the soul. During the competition, the most taboo thing for novices is to look into their eyes. The aggressiveness in the opponent's eyes is enough to make people who are new to this kind of ring fearful.
Suppress the opponent psychologically, and control the opponent's breath in the palm of your hand.
The impenetrable air suppression made the young man psychologically fearful, even if it was just a little bit, it was enough to affect his own strength.
At the same time, the muscles of the body are tense and stiff, and the strength and speed are very different from usual.
The young man tried his best to calm down the tumbling breath, took a sip of water, and the depression was relieved a lot.
"I know the boss, but I just fouled..."
Annoyance appeared on his sweaty face, and the boy spoke in a calmer tone than before.
Taking back the water bottle, he unscrewed the cap back unhurriedly. Jun Gu looked up at him, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Everyone makes mistakes, no matter what the situation is."
Yes, the boss is right, since he is in this arena, then this is his home field.
When Jun Gu said these words, Gong Jiuhan walked over quietly, glanced sideways at this person, and finally set his eyes on the few people who were hammering the boy's legs.
Frowning slightly, she frowned slightly, and she took a step forward to push Su Yu away, her voice was low and unquestionable: "Look."
The slender jade-like hand was lifted up and landed on the young man's lap, moving and pressing gently, the movements were as smooth as flowing water.
Su Yu didn't understand, so he scratched his head, and stood aside obediently watching her movements.
Wen Yao also stopped and looked at her.
The little guy who suddenly entered his line of sight made Jun Gu look sideways, which was a bit strange.
Just now this person looked lazy and uninterested, he thought she was too lazy to take these few steps.
Gong Jiu stared down at the team boy's legs with his eyes downcast, his five fingers slid on them nimbly, and the words he spoke were not in a hurry:
"If you want to relax the stiff muscles as soon as possible, remember to press these positions..."
After Gong Jiu's set of movements, the participating teenager suddenly felt a lot lighter all over his body, and his breath quickly settled down. He couldn't help but said in surprise:
"I feel better now, not as stretched as before."
He turned his head to look at Gong Jiuhan, and said with a smile, "Thank you coach."
Gong Jiu didn't raise her head silently: "I tell you comprehensively, while protecting yourself, you must not let go of the weak and restrain the weak, and the same reason can be proved for free fighting."
The participating teenager paused for a second, and nodded obediently: "I understand, coach."
Hmmed lightly, Gong Jiuhan pressed his hand heavily, the young man's expression changed, and soon he felt lighter and more comfortable.
My heart couldn't help sighing Gong Jiuan's massage method to soothe muscles.
On the other side, Wen Yao followed suit.
Squinting his eyes slightly, Jun Gu's eyes fell on the boy's slowly moving hand, and fragmentary words from the audience stage next to him drifted into his ears.
I’m back~ Do you miss me (smirk)
(end of this chapter)