Chapter 42 So high-spirited
"Xiaoyuan?"
"Dudududu——"
"What are you doing? What time is it and you still don't sleep?"
"The horse will go to sleep soon, Mom!"
Zheng Qiuling at the door stretched out her hand in confusion She reached for the doorknob, but the sudden vibration of her cell phone in her pocket told her to quickly pull her hand back.
"Dad, are you okay today? Will you come back and sleep tonight?"
I heard my mother's voice gradually moving away towards the bathroom.
In the room, Lu Yuan, who was lying on the floor clenching his teeth, relaxed and let out bursts of painful moans from his mouth.
The pain of torn muscles swept up from all parts of the body in waves.
He could barely move his little finger now.
"Huh-huh-"
Lu Yuan gasped for air while looking up at the ceiling above his head in disbelief.
"I just performed all eighteen movements of the crane-shaped pile in one breath?"
[Absolute Concentration] at level 3.
Putting him into a state of deep concentration that he has never experienced before.
It's like doing something seriously by instinct.
All the thoughts in his subconscious such as "questioning", "impossibility" and "I can't do it now" were blocked.
Until this thing is actually done.
"Incredible"
Lu Yuan exclaimed, and the physical pain could not cover up the joy and shock in his heart.
"So concentration is strong to a certain level.
It is also a superpower, right?"
There is no difficulty that can stop an extremely serious person.
This sentence suddenly popped into Lu Yuan's mind.
The pain lessened slightly.
Lu Yuan barely supported his body and got up from the ground, leaning his back on the edge of the bed.
Taking advantage of his recovery, he opened the career panel.
[Occupation: Fighter lv4 (370/800)]
[Basic professional skills: Elementary forging lv4 (200/800)
Intermediate professional skills: Crane-shaped pile lv1 (29/100)]
The main ones that experience changes are these three .
[Fighter]'s professional experience value increased by twenty-two points.
The crane-shaped pile's experience increased by twenty-four points.
The experience gained in the primary level of physical training has increased the most, reaching a full eighty points!
It took several days of hard training on strength training.
"This is equivalent to cheating."
Lu Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly.
But the cost of cheating is not small.
At least tonight, he won't be able to do any extra training.
He simply climbed into bed and lay there.
Close your eyes and activate [Imagine Enemy] to start simulated actual combat practice in the consciousness space.
the next day.
Jiaoyan No. 4 Middle School, Grade 2, Class 3.
A noisy and fun time between classes.
"Damn it, Lu Yuan. Are you doing a back push?"
Cheng Peng curiously tugged on the back collar of Lu Yuan's school uniform. He was shocked when he saw the dense plaster patches inside, and couldn't help blurting out. .
"Shut up, you idiot!"
Lu Yuan threw his hand away and glared at him angrily.
Cheng Peng was a little worried, so he put his arm around his shoulders and warned him earnestly: "You kid, practice martial arts and don't get carried away. The final exam is coming soon, and everyone else is putting their
other hobbies aside." , focus on studying.
You are good, but why are you getting more and more ruthless as you practice?" "
Even if I don't listen to a single lesson from now on, I close my eyes and write the test paper with my feet during the exam, and I will do better than you. You are here with me. "Study"
Lu Yuan replied lazily.
"Damn, it's insulting, isn't it?!"
"By the way, aren't you in love? Which class are you in? What's your name? When will you bring it out to show your buddies?"
Lu Yuan changed the topic and started asking Cheng Peng about it. His thing.
Seeing this talk, Cheng Peng's face immediately showed a somewhat proud expression.
"Your sister-in-law, I'm sure. I'll definitely bring her out when I get back."
Halfway through his words, Cheng Peng's expression "changed drastically" and he suddenly became serious.
He grabbed a textbook and started talking: "Lu Yuan, please help me figure out how to solve this problem?"
Lu Yuan was puzzled and looked towards the door of the class.
There is no teacher coming either.
Besides, class ends
suddenly now.
A pink hairpin floated past Lu Yuan's eyes like a cloud.
Lu Yuan suddenly realized, but his brows couldn't help but wrinkle.
"Aren't you already in love? Why do you still care so much about Ling Yue?"
"That's right. I just don't want her to know."
Looking at Cheng Peng's hesitating and evasive eyes, Lu Yuan couldn't help but Understand what he is thinking.
It's just that even though he's already in love, he still hasn't completely given up on the goddess in the past, and he always has a trace of unrealistic fantasy.
Real dog man.
"Ding-ding-ding-"
At this time, the school bell rang, and Lu Yuan waved his hand to drive Cheng Peng back.
"Gungungun"
He was too lazy to care about Cheng Peng's trivial matter.
Lu Yuan casually grabbed a textbook and spread it out in front of him, but what he was thinking about was martial arts training.
He fought a total of eight games in the battle of consciousness last night.
There were two games with the middle-aged man in Yuxiang, four games with Lin Zhiqin, and two games with the coach surnamed Qin in the corridor on the second floor of the martial arts gym.
After adding a little more intelligence, the number of activations of [Imagine Enemy] has indeed increased a lot.
The effect of Lin Zhiqin's actual combat training is also remarkable.
Now he can easily win against the middle-aged man in the rainy alley of the consciousness space.
But Lin Zhiqin is still an insurmountable mountain.
This is especially true for coach Qin.
No matter how the latter triggers the battle, the result will be the same.
Without any suspense, he was instantly killed by the opponent with one move.
"Lin Zhiqin used his fists to seal the front court.
And what Qin Feng used was a finger."
Lu Yuan subconsciously touched his throat.
Qin Feng is the full name of Coach Qin from the martial arts school.
In fact, Lu Yuan didn't know whether it was a finger or a palm? Anyway, there was
something in front of him. Hua himself is "dead".
But one thing is certain.
"Like Lin Zhiqin, that move is a powerful killing move that they have mastered! "
Lu Yuan repeatedly "sends to death" in the conscious space. Doesn't he have the idea of learning these two moves secretly?
However, this idea is too ambitious and unrealistic for him now.
"Let's practice the basic skills first. . "
Lu Yuan shook his head. The action of turning the page accidentally involved the muscles in his arm, which made him gasp in pain. Last night, he used lv3's [
Absolute Focus] to "open and hang" the All eighteen movements of the crane-shaped pile were practiced in one breath.
The sequelae were also huge.
God knows how many muscles in the whole body were torn.
Thanks to a healing massage before returning from the martial arts school, the secret medicine of Tianliu that penetrated into the body was still there. It's not completely gone.
Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to get out of bed this morning.
When he passed the drugstore on the way to school, Lu Yuan bought a few more boxes of plasters for injuries and bruises and applied them all over his body. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, it
was a psychological comfort. It’s full.
“It’s a long way. "
On the podium, the physics teacher who was explaining a test paper noticed something strange about Lu Yuan, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the infirmary for a checkup? It’s really not possible to go home and rest. "
Hmm." "
Lu Yuan thought for a while, and simply didn't refuse. He closed the book and stood up and walked towards the door of the class.
He had already discovered it after a few classes in the morning. After
the intelligence reached 11 o'clock, this little course knowledge taught in the school It is completely unable to meet the requirements of his [student] career.
The experience value gained after listening to one class is very small.
It is a waste of time to continue to stay here.
"Just discuss it directly with the class teacher and let me go home to study for the last two weeks. .
Go to the bookstore in the afternoon and buy some high-level textbooks, and the effect of self-study may be better. "
Lu Yuan was secretly thinking.
(End of chapter)