Final priesthood

"Five fried dough sticks, fifteen steamed buns, two bowls of soy milk... Please help me pack them."

In the early morning, Lu Yuan, wearing a black sportswear, stood in front of a breakfast shop to buy breakfast.

Because it was the weekend, there were not many people in the store without the student party and office workers.

There were only a few old men wearing shorts and vests who had gotten up early for morning exercises to eat breakfast.

One of the uncles also brought a radio with him and placed it on the breakfast table, playing cross talk.

After paying the money, carrying the packed breakfast, Lu Yuan walked slowly towards home.

It's six forty-five in the morning.

He got up at six o'clock and jogged along the city until now.

The benefits of being physically strong and young are reflected at this time.

I had a day of intense exercise yesterday, and today I am still as active and energetic as ever.

"Name: Lu Hui

Gender: Female

Age: 28

Height: 1.57 meters

With a local accent from Jiaoyan City, he was wearing a white red heart T-shirt and black denim shorts, in May..."

While passing by an Internet cafe, Lu Yuan's attention was attracted by the missing person notice posted on the wall at the door.

The photo shows a young girl with a bright smile holding a short-tailed blue cat.

He stopped and looked for a moment.

I found that there was not just this one missing person notice posted on the wall, but there were four or five others.

Most of the missing persons on the notices were found in May and June, and almost all of them occurred within these two months.

"It seems like this missing persons case is really serious."

Lu Yuan frowned slightly.

In this era where surveillance and cameras are everywhere, so many people have disappeared in a short period of time, but the police have still not solved the case. It is horrifying to think about it carefully.

"Is it possible that some large-scale human trafficking organization has appeared in Jiaoyan City?"

"Ga Yaozi?"

He suddenly felt an inexplicable chill in his lower back, and the desire for strength in his heart suddenly became stronger.

Although the probability of this kind of thing happening to me is relatively low, if it happens to me accidentally...

Being stronger will at least have a greater chance of getting out of danger.

"You have to work harder."

Lu Yuan thought secretly in his heart.

Before I knew it, I walked back to my store.

Mom Zheng Qiuling has already opened the store door.

Lu Yuan helped his mother move some of the goods that arrived yesterday onto the shelves.

Recently, due to the missing persons case, people in the nearby communities are a bit panicked. There are many more people coming to buy grain and oil than usual, and the small shops sell goods much faster.

After a busy day, Lu Yuan set up a small table in the store, and then ate the breakfast he bought with his mother.

After running and moving things in the morning, Lu Yuan was already hungry.

He now eats a lot, and more than three-quarters of his breakfast has gone into his stomach.

When her mother Zheng Qiuling was eating breakfast, she suddenly thought of her sister Lu Jing and couldn't help but sigh there.

“Every time your sister calls back, she complains that she can’t eat or sleep well outside... and she doesn’t know when she will be back.

You said that a good girl should study archeology? "

Lu Yuan said nothing.

He felt that even though his elder sister Lu Jing came back from the phone and video chat, she either complained about this or that.

There is a sense of joy in the words.

If you really can't stand something, I'm afraid you won't even think about complaining, you just want to get away immediately.

At 7:30, after having breakfast, Lu Yuan got on the bus to the martial arts school.

Arrive at the Yuanwu Hall before eight o'clock.

Today Lin Zhiqin teaches basic footwork in basic fighting skills.

Compared with basic punches and basic kicks, basic footwork movements seem much simpler.

But when I actually practiced, I found that this was not the case at all.

A very important point in fighting is body flexibility.

If you attack the opponent without being attacked by the opponent, your chances of winning will be greatly improved.

Footwork is especially important.

Lu Yuan still studied very seriously.

The [Absolute Concentration] state at level 2 allows him to master basic footwork much faster than boxing and kicking techniques.

Even Lin Zhiqin couldn't help but praise him several times.

Among this group of new students, Lu Yuan is definitely the number one in terms of concentration and seriousness during training.

But he is not the best one.

"Yang Jiandong, come with me."

After teaching all the footwork movements, Lin Zhiqin immediately called a student out alone.

This student is tall and strong, with slightly dark skin.

Lu Yuan was deeply impressed by him.

When this man first came here, he said that he had beaten the trainer at his previous martial arts gym to the ground after practicing fighting for three months.

And he did perform best in the three basic courses of basic boxing, basic kicking and basic footwork.

Lu Yuan even suspected that this person's three basic techniques had reached level 3.

I originally thought that Lin Zhiqin called the student named Yang Jiandong out because of the shift change.

As a result, when the class was about to end, a student suddenly shouted.

"Damn it, Coach Lin secretly opened a small stove for Yang Jiandong!

Not only did he give him extra training alone, but he also taught him things beyond the course content! "

"how do you know?"

"I have a good friend Yang Jiandong, and he just sent a message to show off to me!"

"Fuck, Lin Zhiqin is really nothing!"

"To complain, you must complain to the martial arts school about him."

A group of people shouted indignantly that it was unfair and wanted to complain.

Lu Yuan was slightly touched when he heard it.

In addition to envying Yang Jiandong's treatment, he was also a little unwilling.

"If I can perform better, will the opportunity to be coached by Coach Lin alone be mine?"

Lu Yuan asked himself, if he had more time to train, he would definitely be able to quickly catch up with or even surpass Yang Jiandong.

It's a pity that he is still a student and needs to go to school five days a week.

"No matter what, let's become an official disciple of the martial arts school as soon as possible!"

Lu Yuan thought silently in his heart.

.........

"You want to practice sparring with me?"

Cheng Peng blinked and looked at Lu Yuan with a dazed expression.

Lu Yuan looked calm.

"Yes, I have learned all the basics of the three subjects now, and I feel like I can try some actual combat training."

"Don't make trouble."

Cheng Peng immediately shook his head, "You just learned all the training methods, but you didn't even learn the fighting methods.

Now for actual combat...

I'm not bragging, I can easily torture you with one hand. "

“I mainly want to feel the taste of actual combat in advance.

The martial arts gym has two classes a week, and the teaching is really slow.

When I really get a chance to practice, it will probably be in the second half of the year.

If you teach me practical combat, I can master the basics faster. "

"Can......."

Seeing that Cheng Peng was still hesitating, Lu Yuan couldn't help but become impatient, "You don't dare, right?

He brags to me every day, saying that he is about to be qualified to take the Duan exam and become an official disciple...

I'm scared to ask you to accompany me for a few casual moves. "

"I fear you?!"

As expected, Cheng Peng couldn't stand the stimulation of such words and jumped up immediately.

"I'm afraid you'll be hurt by me!"

"Come on, come on, change clothes."

Cheng Peng rolled up his sleeves and said, "See you at the training ground in five minutes.

In a father-son game, who loses? "

"That's right, dear boy."

Lu Yuan nodded with satisfaction.