Final priesthood

Applying for homeschooling went more smoothly than Lu Yuan expected.

After several teachers in the office asked Lu Yuan several questions, the head teacher simply agreed to his application.

The family was not notified of the accident, but he was required to come back to school every three days.

Lu Yuan felt like he had been amnesty. For the first time in two years of high school, he felt that his class teacher was so reasonable and cute.

I wish I could hold him and give him a sip on his bare forehead.

After the physics class, I went back to the classroom to pack my things.

When Cheng Peng asked: "Lu Yuan, did the head teacher really approve your leave?"

Lu Yuan kept moving his hands, glanced sideways at him, and responded, "Ang! Just wait until the final exam and take the exam."

All of a sudden, there was a lot of low shouting all around.

“I’m really pissing him off as a DJ.

The final exam is coming soon, and I can give you two weeks off. me...."

Cheng Peng's eyes almost turned red with envy.

"Are you so crazy if you are second in grade?"

"brother."

Lu Yuan patted Cheng Peng on the shoulder and comforted him with sincere words: "When you reach my level... you will understand."

After saying that, Lu Yuan picked up his schoolbag gracefully and left under the eyes of everyone who admired and admired him.

When he reached the door of the class, a pink hairpin blocked his way.

Xiao Nizi hesitated, as if she wanted to say something to Lu Yuan.

It's a pity that Lu Yuan didn't give her a chance. He said "give way" and walked around Ling Yue.

It seems that he can still feel the resentful gaze cast from behind.

"I don't want to fall in love!"

We walked out of the school gate and headed straight to the city's largest bookstore.

I spent an afternoon in the bookstore, flipping through all the textbooks for the second half of the senior year, and studying a few subjects that would only be covered in college.

Even though he still found time to read some idle books for more than an hour.

I gained much more experience in the [Student] career panel in one afternoon than in class at school.

"It's long overdue."

With an intelligence of 11 points, Lu Yuan is completely different from ordinary high school students in terms of IQ.

Self-study is indeed more suitable for him than a step-by-step education in school.

Lu Yuan saw that it was almost time, had something to eat at the door of the bookstore, and then took the bus to the Yuanwu Hall.

........

"Come again!"

"stop!"

Lin Zhiqin suddenly shouted stop, ending Lu Yuan's training, and waved him over with a slight frown.

"Why have you regressed so much today?

Is the injury from yesterday still healed? "

He pulled off Lu Yuan's martial arts uniform and saw the mark of the plaster underneath, and couldn't help but ask: "The healing massage on the second floor didn't work for you?"

"No, it works great."

Lu Yuan said with a somewhat guilty conscience: "I went home last night and practiced some more by myself.

Accidentally...overdid it. "

"Practice more? How many moves did you practice to achieve this?

Let me read it again. "

Lin Zhiqin looked at Lu Yuan expressionlessly.

Lu Yuan obediently practiced the crane-shaped pile.

Without the blessing of level 3 [Absolute Concentration], he could only practice the fifteenth movement and then be unable to continue.

But he didn't notice that Lin Zhiqin's expression changed from calm, to slightly moved, to shocked, complicated, and finally returned to his calm state.

"No more training today, and actual combat training is also cancelled."

Lin Zhiqin thought about it and said, "Go upstairs now, and I'll have someone arrange a medicinal bath for you."

"Medicated bath?"

Twenty minutes later.

Lu Yuan's whole body was soaked in a large steaming wooden barrel.

The mouth of the barrel was sealed with a lid, leaving only a hole for his head to poke out.

The steam was steaming, and Lu Yuan could not see what was mixed in the water. He could only smell the strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

"coach."

Lu Yuan looked at Lin Zhiqin who was standing next to him.

Lin Zhiqin just said: "Just soak here until the water is cold, then go home."

"oh."

Lu Yuan watched Lin Zhiqin leave, leaving him alone in the room.

Under the body soaked in hot water, it was as if there were countless little bugs trying to burrow inside all the time.

It was numb and itchy, but also felt a little inexplicably comfortable.

"The treatment seems to have been upgraded again..."

Lu Yuan was bored and began to rub the mud on his body, armpits, and soles.

After I rubbed my whole body, it seemed that the pain was no longer there.

The hot water was still hot, so I fell asleep.

When Lu Yuan woke up, he looked up at the clock on the wall and found that it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

"Damn it, I forgot to send a message to my mother!"

Lu Yuan hurriedly stood up from the bucket. The water inside was naturally cold.

I didn't bother to rinse, put on my clothes and hurried out the door.

Lin Zhiqin's figure quietly walked out of the next room.

Looking at Lu Yuan's running back, his eyes flickered slightly.

suddenly.

The cell phone rings.

"Hello."

"Lin Zhiqin, your daughter is lying in the hospital now. You, the father, don't care about anything, right?

You still spend every day in that crappy martial arts gym of yours... Wuwuwu..."

I heard the sound of a woman crying from the other end of the phone.

Lin Zhiqin frowned, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll come over now."

........

"Awesome! So awesome!"

In the bedroom, Lu Yuan punched the air in front of him continuously, making a whistling sound.

His face was filled with surprise and disbelief.

Tonight's medicinal bath was much more effective than the previous two massages.

After soaking for a long time, all the lacerations on the body seemed to be healed.

Lu Yuan tried practicing the crane-shaped pile again.

This time, I had to do the sixteenth movement in one breath before I couldn't hold on and stopped.

It's probably because the healed muscle tissue has become stronger and the pain has diminished a lot.

Lu Yuan didn’t dare to jump too much.

In the evening, I was honest and didn't do any extra training. I lay in bed early and "played" the battle of consciousness.

Now that the middle-aged men in the rain alley scene have become less and less of a threat and practical help to him, Lu Yuan puts more energy on Lin Zhiqin and Qin Feng.

Normal combat + death flow combat.

Take turns.

Anyway, death in the conscious space has no effect on him.

Maybe he will die...

When did you suddenly have an epiphany?

Lu Yuan's life became regular.

After he no longer had to go to school, he still got up early every morning.

In the morning, he would go to a martial arts school to practice on his own, in the afternoon, he would go to a bookstore or library, and in the evening, he would receive individual instruction from Lin Zhiqin.

I didn’t hide my homeschooling from my family.

After he explained the pros and cons to his parents, his father, Lu Xinghua, didn't say anything. His mother, Zheng Qiuling, was more conservative and felt it was inappropriate, but she got over it after nagging a few words.

A blink of an eye.

Ten days passed.

A practical training room on the first floor of the Yuanwu Hall.

Lin Zhiqin, dressed in casual clothes, stood expressionless.

A white figure kept attacking him like a hurricane.

The legs of the whip broke through the air, bringing up bursts of fierce wind, just like a battle ax cleaving the air.

But when these attacks fell on Lin Zhiqin, they were resolved silently like rain falling on a sand embankment, without causing the slightest movement.

Sudden.

Lin Zhiqin suddenly raised his hand.

The palm of his hand pressed precisely on Bai Ying's body.

The latter immediately flew out like a kite with broken wings.

It flew a full seven or eight meters before falling on the soft cushion.