Seeing the Mercedes-Benz driving away, Zhang Fan stood up behind Huang Yifei and asked Huang Yifei with a look of fear, "Yifei, what was going on just now, who are they?"

"I would have known." Huang Yifei smiled bitterly, and then continued, "Okay, nothing is wrong, you go back first. Just don't talk nonsense about what happened today in school."

"Don't worry, Yifei, I won't say anything randomly. But if there are really any difficulties, my buddy can help you!" Fatty Zhang said seriously at this time.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

After Huang Yifei said this, he planned to go to the sports hospital first. He wanted to tell Liang Feng about this kind of thing as soon as possible. He had personally experienced this group that manipulated gambling boxing before, and Huang Yifei wanted to know if it was the same group. Huang Yifei just didn't expect that he would encounter the hidden dark side of society so quickly.

When Huang Yifei looked up and was about to cross the road, he saw a girl in school uniform standing across the road. Huang Yifei knew him and was his classmate named Zhao Yingying. However, Huang Yifei rarely communicated with classmates in the class and was basically not very familiar with him.

Since she was not very familiar with her, Huang Yifei didn't plan to pay attention, so she crossed the street as usual, as if she hadn't seen this female classmate. But when Huang Yifei was about to pass by Zhao Yingying, Zhao Yingying suddenly stopped him: "Huang Yifei, what happened just now, right?"

After all, it’s been a year since my classmate, so it doesn’t matter if I don’t take the initiative to say hello, but it’s not good if others say it and pretend not to hear it. So Huang Yifei stopped and looked at Zhao Yingying and said, “It’s nothing.”

Hearing Huang Yifei's answer, a sly smile appeared on Zhao Yingying's face: "I've seen you fight and said nothing is wrong. Huang Yifei, you have many secrets."

"What do you want to say?" Huang Yifei frowned at this time and his tone became serious. In fact, Zhao Yingying had no other meaning in this kind of words, but it felt wrong when she heard them in Huang Yifei's ears. Because he did have a shocking secret, he was more sensitive to such words.

"I didn't say anything. I'm just interested in you and want to know you." Zhao Yingying looked at Huang Yifei with a smile on her face.

Huang Yifei was a little surprised by Zhao Yingying's straightforward words. You should know that they are just students in the late first year of high school. Even if they tend to fall in love early, girls are generally not so straightforward. Zhao Yingying is really a bit bold.

"I'll leave first if it's okay." Huang Yifei was not interested in talking about love with Zhao Yingying. He also wanted to see Liang Feng earlier and tell him what had just happened. Because he had a premonition, this inexplicable brother Jun would definitely not let him go so easily.

"Hey, don't leave!" Zhao Yingying shouted, but at this time Huang Yifei was already running quickly with his schoolbag on his back. It was his habit and training method from school to the sports school.

When he came to the sports academy, Liang Feng and the others were there, but Zhou Yunxiang was accompanying Meng Fanlong. Because Meng Fanlong had decided to officially become a boxer and start participating in the cup competition. His first game will start next month. If he is not bad in luck and strength, he may have a chance to enter the Olympics next year.

It is for this reason that when Huang Yifei was away, Zhou Yunxiang and Liang Feng began to train Meng Fanlong. At the same time, he would also fight with the provincial boxers of the Sports Academy to hone his skills. Now at the 81 kilogram level, no one in the Sports Academy is Meng Fanlong's opponent.

Seeing Huang Yifei coming in, Liang Feng came over at this time and was about to train him. But at this time, Huang Yifei took the initiative to say, "Coach, I have something to tell you today."

Hearing Huang Yifei say this, a trace of surprise appeared on Liang Feng's face. He looked at Zhou Yunxiang and Meng Fanlong who were training on the ring, and then said to Huang Yifei: "Go outside and talk."

When he arrived outside the training room, Huang Yifei said, "Coach, when I came to the sports hospital today, I met a man named Jun Ge. He said he had opened a company with a ring inside. He planned to offer me a price, but I didn't ask if it was a fake punch or an underground black punch. Coach, do you know this Jun Ge?"

When Huang Yifei said this, Liang Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp. Even if Liang Feng's expression was not moving now, he could feel his anger.

At this time, Liang Feng replied coldly: "I know this brother Jun. I used to ask his boss to get the money. I didn't expect that after so many years, he became the boss."

"You don't have to worry about this matter, I'll help you deal with it. Back then, I paid him one hand and did things. Even if they finally got involved in the media, I didn't keep the bottom line. But now it's different. I will never allow him to put his ideas on you."

At this time, Huang Yifei wanted to continue asking Liang Feng what he thought of, but Liang Feng interrupted his question and took him back to the training room and said: "Your reaction training has basically reached a bottleneck. The extreme dynamic vision reaction of ordinary people is 0.3 seconds, and the professionally trained athletes are 0.2 seconds. This is basically close to the limit of human beings."

"Don't underestimate these 0.1 seconds, it is enough to determine whether you will successfully defend or be beaten when the opponent hits a punch. This feeling has a great impact on the psychological stability of the boxer. You can easily react to the opponent's punches and feet to effectively defend, so you will naturally not be nervous and can fully utilize your own skills."

Liang Feng's words reminded Huang Yifei of his last life when he was an otaku. He read an e-sports magazine when playing games. It wrote that the slit of the CS map Dust_2 mid-door, and the reaction speed of the sniper aiming with a sniper is 0.06 seconds. This is the limit of the human neural reaction speed. No matter how much you practice, you cannot break this limit.

"Be serious!" Huang Yifei was so excited that Liang Feng noticed it, so he reminded him.

"knew."

Seeing Huang Yifei come to his senses, Liang Feng snorted dissatisfiedly and continued, "We can regard this innate limit of the human body as the ceiling, so in the later stage, it is not very meaningful to simply train to improve the reaction speed. At this time, we must open up another path to enhance your reaction ability."
Chapter completed!