Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 200 - 158 Outdoor Training, Extreme Speed2

"You’re so knowledgeable about nutrition, your power output must be really high, huh?"

Li Ang’s response hit his psychological weak spot again, leaving him speechless for a while before Xiao Hei finally mustered a tough retort.

"Let’s talk after you beat my performance this afternoon; explosive power doesn’t an everything."

Obviously, he himself didn’t have much confidence in what he said.

Shortly after, Moira summoned two female team mbers, one with golden hair. Though fair-skinned and not in great condition, with quite a few freckles on her face.

The other was as white as snow but not the unhealthy pale kind, paired with brown hair, she didn’t quite look like a local from Arica.

Both of them only glanced briefly at Li Ang before losing interest, but showed more curiosity about the two bowls of food in front of him.

It was only when Moira introduced Li Ang as the new mber of the n’s first team that their attitude ward up a bit.

After finishing these two large plates of food, Li Ang was only about sixty or seventy percent full and went to grab a steak and so fruit.

This behavior made the canteen staff sowhat heartbroken, as they had made a few extra steaks just so they could have so for themselves, never expecting this new kid to eat three or four pieces alone.

After eating, while everyone else was resting in the lounge, Li Ang went to the gym area and practiced martial arts, including "Tongbei Quan," "Twelve-Road Tan Tui," and "Yijin Jing."

Now, he could fully support a whole day’s high-intensity activities with just five or six hours of sleep at night, without any need for a nap.

No way around it, if you have a long mana bar and fast mana recovery, you can do whatever you want.

In the afternoon, everyone assembled outdoors, and Li Ang once again beca the center of attention.

"Hey, bro, where’s your bike?"

Rafe ca over and asked with so concern.

Li Ang scratched his head and replied:

"My bike? I left it at ho, shipping it was too much trouble. Don’t you have any spare bikes here? Just find any one for ."

"What?"

Even Rafe was surprised, since for a professional cyclist, the bike is their most intimate partner, and each one’s performance and feel are different. A sudden switch usually ans an athlete can’t perform at full strength.

"We do have one, I have a spare training bike, is that okay? It’s just that its performance might not be up to the level of theirs."

"Of course, that’s fine, I’m not that demanding."

This team was among the top cyclists in Arica, and even a spare training bike would probably be better than what he usually rode.

Listening to the conversation between the two, so teammates began to doubt Li Ang’s cycling skills; after all, a professional road cyclist shouldn’t be capable of such power output.

This only confird their thoughts; every action of his revealed a lack of professionalism.

Coming to training without bringing his own bike was unheard of to them.

Guessing that Li Ang might not have a power ter, Rafe also brought one for him, to record his power output.

"There’s a hundred kiloters of training this afternoon. The distance isn’t long, but the difficulty isn’t minor due to many uphill sections. Just try to keep up with the main group. It’s okay if you can’t keep up, but you might consu more energy. Just make sure to complete it."

Outdoor cycling training plans vary for each batch, not to ntion the differences between n and won’s training, even the first and second teams’ plans are not the sa.

Having not ridden for a while, Li Ang also slowly got excited, the feeling of training with the main group, though it lacked the freedom of riding alone, lifted his spirits significantly.

"Li Ang, you take the lead as the windbreaker," said the manager, Olsad, from the side in the business car.

He wasn’t bullying the newcor by putting Li Ang in this position; he wanted to give him a chance to show himself.

He knew Li Ang was also very strong physically, which would help him integrate into the team.

Little Black Patrice and the other two players who were prejudiced against Li Ang smirked at hearing the manager’s words.

It seed the manager knew how to give newcors a good challenge.

Since it was training, Li Ang naturally had to restrain himself from speeding at will. The schedule had already made clear the speed they were expected to maintain.

After five kiloters of flat road ca the uphill section, the nesis for heavy cyclists.

The other teammates were watching Li Ang at the very front, glancing at their speedoters, wondering how long he could maintain before his speed dropped.

Another five kiloters passed, halfway through the uphill, and Patrice couldn’t believe what he was seeing on his speedoter. The number stayed steady at the planned speed, with no change at all.

He even intentionally slowed down a few tis to see if the number would change.

But, as it turned out, there wasn’t any issue with his speedoter.

The stretch wasn’t long, yet such a long uphill section was a true test of a cyclist’s stamina.