Roar roar roar.

Hehehehe.

Buzzing.

The Green Bay Packers players who were watching the lively Green Bay were laughing and joking, and they didn't really understand Lu Yiqi's intentions, including Driver and Woodson. Perhaps only Harris could understand some of the context thoughtfully and fell into deep thought to look at him.

However, none of these noises could affect Lu Yiqi, Rogers, and Nelson, because death crawling required them to concentrate all their attention.

Start from scratch, to five yards.

"Very good, Rogers, don't be too hasty, keep the rhythm! Rhythm and breathing are the most important, all attention is focused on your own body control, good! Abdominal force! Straighten your arms and knees! Focus! Focus!"

"Nelson, control your body, slightly retract your knees, exert force on your abdomen, tighten your muscles, and get the whole person together. Yes! Yes, yes, that's it! Maintain balance of the center of gravity! Control, core strength, pay attention to core strength!"

Ten yards.

"Very good, start and stay stable! I can see your potential, Rogers, you are even better than you think, and you can easily complete the challenge of death crawling. This is not just about comparing Favre, but you perform better than most players."

"You need to have confidence in yourself! Stay focused! Don't think about it all the time! Just like you have always insisted, focus on yourself."

"Very good! Extremely good performance! Don't be impatient, keep the rhythm stable, and keep the output smoothly!"

Lu Yiqi followed in front of him and led Rogers and Nelson forward, staying focused, passing by the bustling area of ​​players sitting cross-legged, and then the joking voices of the players came from his ears.

"Come on, Rogers", "Persistence, Aaron", "Good performance, Nelson", "Control, control", "Rogers, today is impressive"... It is obviously a cheering voice, but because of the sparse sounds and the interlaced laughter, the original power of the words has been lost.

"This is so funny and ridiculous."

"Did the coach watch too many TV series, or do you think too many Japanese hot-blooded comics?"

"It's a bit funny. Why did Aaron agree to play? It's not like Aaron at all."

"Yes, I thought Aaron would give the coach a look."

"What a shame."

The chattering discussion was rustling. Although the sound was not loud, the coaching staff members could clearly capture the veins of the speech - forget it without cheering up, and even sarcastic? What exactly is this? Do they think this scene is funny?

"You!" Isaac's expression was very bad. He was about to scold these players as soon as he stepped forward. Their training attitude made him very, very dissatisfied.

But Isaac failed to fully step forward, and Robert stopped him. Even Augustus was a little surprised and looked at Robert, but saw Robert lifting his jaw to make them pay attention to the posture of Lu Yiqi and Rogers. Then Isaac and Augustus both calmed down.

Walker, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but clench his fists, staring at the three people crawling in death, completely ignoring the noise.

Rogers, unmoved.

It can be seen from the steady rhythm of Rogers' movements that he didn't care about the noisy jokes in his ears, because he had not experienced paying attention to these things. He had to concentrate on himself wholeheartedly. His muscles had begun to burn, and the continuous burst of energy was beginning to secrete lactic acid. The soreness was venting strong protests. Even if he relaxed a little, he suspected that he might collapse.

However, he couldn't do it, and the coach's calm and powerful voice could still be heard in his ears.

"Stablize."

"Rogers, keep it stable, very good. You are performing very, very good now, with accurate strength. Yes, the rhythm is the most important part, concentrate! Very good, Rogers, you are having a very good rhythm now. Just keep it stable, keep it stable, keep your attention focused."

Repeatedly, some simple words conveyed strength in calmness, allowing Rogers to maintain a stable mindset, but the spiritual victory method could not defeat the burning feeling of muscles. His arms and knees had already begun to tremble slightly, so he could only grit his teeth and persevere.

"Coach, have you reached twenty yards?"

Rogers took advantage of the breathing time and asked loudly. Although his lungs were burning with a bellows and burning, he still asked urgently, as if he was catching a life-saving straw, and he needed a little encouragement - actual encouragement.

"Rogers, don't care about distance, focus on your brain, do you understand? All your thoughts are focused on your brain, thinking about how to control the core muscles and what to control the balance of the limbs!"

"Also, Nelson on your back, can you feel his presence? You need to maintain balance, you need to cooperate with Nelson, your center of gravity needs to remain vertical, you are not divided, do you understand? You need to cooperate with each other, this is what you need to pay attention to."

Rogers, stopped.

"No! No no! Rogers! No, Aaron!"

"Aron, listen to me, you can't stop, do you understand? We can't stop, the crawling is not over, and the season is not over. We need to continue to struggle and persist, do you understand? Persist in a while and work harder! This is the key point! Persist in a breath, hold on a more step, and hold on for a little longer, you will be even better than you thought! Remember, Aron, you are far from reaching your limit."

"Aron, this is just the beginning! You need to stick with it! Just one step! Aron, I'm with you, do you understand? Jody and I are with you!"

Lu Yiqi's voice was conveyed steadily and firmly, and Rogers' eyes were slightly hot--he couldn't control it either, but the soreness was pouring down layer by layer, and every bone in his body was trembling slightly. The pain and despair made the eyes warm involuntarily.

Uncontrollable.

"I...I didn't give up, I just needed to take a breath." Rogers answered stubbornly to Lu Yiqi.

Lu Yiqi bent down and said to Rogers, "No, Aaron, you can't stop. If you stop, then everything will be zero. Do you understand? We need to move forward, we can't stop! This is how we struggled, from nothing to fighting to enter the playoffs, that's it! This is the case now! Aaron, now is not the time to rest, we can't stop."

Rogers gritted his teeth tightly, and did not say anything. He just burst out from the depths of his dantian. After a muffled groan, he began to crawl forward again. After a brief stay, he started again. Everything became more difficult. His muscles were like needles, but Rogers did not make any sound. He just kept moving forward regardless of the stubbornness.
Chapter completed!