After explaining the techniques of the movents again,
he dismissed everyone for a break.
Instantly.
The fifty-one people present collectively breathed a sigh of relief,
quickly changed into their casual clothes, and left the training base as if fleeing.
Suren Tien and a few others who had listened intently to the training remained in place, reflecting on the techniques that Wang Ye had just explained,
At the sa ti, within them, a special feeling seed to arise, like a cool, silky stream of energy slowly flowing through their limbs and veins, and as they practiced Tai Chi, this cool stream even flowed according to a special rhythm. However, during regular exercise, such as running or walking, this wouldn’t happen, at most the flow might speed up a bit.
At first, they thought this might be sothing like blood flowing in the arteries.
But as ti passed, they sensed that this stream of energy was extraordinary. It seed they could manage to control the direction of the flow with their thoughts.
Moreover, they couldn’t tell if it was an illusion, but when moving along the direction of the flow, their strength and speed seed to increase significantly, as if sothing was pushing them.
Combining all these characteristics,
a concept from novels about Immortal Heroes and Wuxia sprang to their minds—
Qi.
Could it be... that Tai Chi really trains such mysterious "Qi"?
And could this really enhance athletic performance?
In the past, following other coaches’ training,
they had never heard of such a bizarre thing.
All the concepts imparted by the coaches,
were basically muscle is king, cardio is king.
As long as they trained their muscles and cardio well, and mastered their techniques, they could beco competent athletes.
Even if a few coaches occasionally ntioned the term Dantian, it was rely used abstractly, to prompt them to tighten their core muscles.
And now they’re being told that the very thing they considered to be nonsense could genuinely enhance abilities? Could this be explained by science?
Suren Tien and the other athletes wanted to find Wang Ye to thoroughly ask him about this.
But when they looked up, Wang Ye had already left,
so they had no choice but to leave the training base and have lunch.
At this mont, Wang Ye was backstage talking with Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan’s face was almost completely flushed, with veins bulging on his forehead,
he evidently didn’t understand Wang Ye’s training of top athletes in Tai Chi all morning, knowing that inviting these top athletes is very challenging, and if they were displeased, Jiang Yuan might have to compensate them.
And now Wang Ye had wasted their entire morning. Jiang Yuan could imagine how many athletes would apply to quit the training session in the afternoon.
"Wang Ye, what exactly are you planning? You don’t intend to teach Tai Chi in the afternoon too, do you? What if these athletes quit the training today?" Jiang Yuan dared not show his anger, but asked anxiously.
"Don’t worry," Wang Ye’s tone and deanor were much more relaxed compared to Jiang Yuan, "But indeed, this afternoon I intend to continue teaching Tai Chi, as for those athletes quitting the session, let them go, eventually they’ll regret it."
"You..." Jiang Yuan was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say, "Forget it! With my standing, I couldn’t convince you anyway. I’ll wait and see how you handle the aftermath of this training session!"
He knew that with Wang Ye’s influence, news of this training session would soon spread on the internet, and at that ti, the entire internet would question Wang Ye or even bla him, and it wouldn’t be his fault.
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In the blink of an eye, it was the afternoon.
Wang Ye arrived at the training base as usual.
The athletes participating in the training also arrived one after another.
They stood in the positions arranged in the morning.
However, the number of people in the formation was significantly less than in the morning. A few dozen participants were scattered around a space, unable to form a neat rectangle.
Wang Ye counted, and only twenty-five people remained.
Compared to the morning’s fifty-one people, it was more than halved.
Plus, among these twenty-five, many still didn’t understand why Wang Ye was teaching them Tai Chi.
It seed that by tomorrow, this number would decrease further.
Wang Ye, however, felt no regret or anxiety.
Because he knew, at the latest by the day after tomorrow,
those who quit will regret their decision to leave the training session.
Wang Ye called Jiang Yuan over, reorganized everyone, and had them form a new formation,
and continued teaching Tai Chi.
The twenty-sothing athletes at the back saw these familiar movents, and their expressions darkened; it was Tai Chi again. They shouldn’t have harbored any expectations. If they’d known, they’d have left with the others.
If this keeps up, Wang Ye might have them practice Tai Chi for the next half month, which ans they could waste a whole month and valuable training ti, losing money and wasting ti. Athletes’ peak periods are very brief, usually only lasting a decade or so, and after thirty, the body deteriorates rapidly.
It’s rare, like in the case of Su Bingtian, to break Asian records and achieve the best results after thirty.
This is truly rare in the sports world; most athletes retire in their twenties. So athletes never slack off during their competitive years.
Yet now Wang Ye was wasting half a month of their precious ti. This was akin to dooming them,
as stopping training results not just in stagnating progress.
After stopping, their cardio, muscle, neural recruitnt ability, and skill level all rapidly degrade. In a month, they could go from international elite level athletes down to the level of first-level athletes.
And to train back to peak condition isn’t simple either,
one month of lost ability requires at least a month or two of intense training to recover to the peak.
Thinking of this, several athletes decisively left the formation, grabbed their bags, and exited the training base, looking like they were heading ho. Standing by, Jiang Yuan couldn’t help but cover his face, for his worst fear had co true.
By the end of the afternoon, there might not be many left in the training session,
but Wang Ye’s expression remained unchanged.
He continued standing and teaching everyone Tai Chi.
Soon it was afternoon ti.
After finishing,
all the athletes gradually left the training base.
Su Bingtian, however, stayed on the track, setting up a starting block,
and borrowed an electronic tir from Jiang Yuan.
He intended to seriously test his 100m results.
After Wang Ye’s guidance today, he hadn’t had the chance to test his improvent.
Now after the training session, he naturally wanted to find a chance to test it.
Although after a whole day of training, his physical strength was almost exhausted, his energy nearly drained.
Testing it might not hurt,
If unsuccessful, he could test another ti after regaining strength tomorrow morning.
After setting up the electronic tir, Su Bingtian crouched at the start block, bending downwards,
He took a deep breath, recalling the techniques taught by Wang Ye.
Then suddenly he pushed off with his left leg, his entire body springing forward.
Whoosh!!!!
There was a faint sound of the wind being sliced, and Su Bingtian’s stride frequency instantly peaked,
Surprising even himself; whether in training or competition, he’d never heard such a slicing sound at the start, just wind rushing by his ears, never this sharp tone, like the sound of a sword slicing through the air, definitely impossible to co from the human body, but now, Su Bingtian heard it from himself...
Seconds passed quickly.
On the electronic tir appeared a line of numbers.
9.45
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