MTL - Final Priesthood

Chapter 14 Father and Son Game

“Five fried dough sticks, fifteen steamed buns, and two bowls of soy milk. Please pack them for me.”

  Early in the 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 students and office workers.

Only a few old men wearing shorts and vests who had gotten up early for morning exercises were eating breakfast.

One of the old men also brought a radio with him, which he placed on the breakfast table and was playing cross talk.

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

 It is now 6:45 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 now apparent.

Yesterday I exercised intensively all day, and today I am still as energetic and even more energetic.

  “Name: Lu Hui

Gender: Female

  Age: 28

  Height: 1.57 meters

 Hands of local accent in Jiaoyan City, wearing a white T-shirt with a red heart and black denim shorts, in May.

While passing by an Internet cafe, Lu Yuan 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.

 The missing persons listed on the notices were mostly concentrated in May and June, and almost all occurred within these two months.

“It seems that this case of missing persons 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 emerged in Jiaoyan City?”

 “Gayaozi?”

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 you is relatively low, if you are really unlucky and happen to it accidentally.

 The stronger you are, the more likely you are to escape danger.

 “You have to work harder.”

Lu Yuan thought secretly in his heart.

 Unknowingly, I walked back to my small shop.

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

Running in the morning and moving goods, Lu Yuan was hungry.

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

While eating breakfast, my mother Zheng Qiuling 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 well or sleep well outside. 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 was either complaining about this or that.

 There is a feeling of enjoyment 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 breakfast, Lu Yuan got on the bus to the martial arts school.

 Hurry up to the Yuanwu Hall before eight o'clock.

 Today Lin Zhiqin teaches basic footwork in basic fighting skills.

 Compared with basic boxing and kicking, basic footwork seems to be much simpler.

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

 A very important point in fighting is body flexibility.

 On the premise of not being attacked by the opponent, attack the opponent, then your chance of winning will be greatly improved.

 Footwork is particularly 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. Lu Yuan definitely ranks first in this batch of new students 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 he first came here, this man said that he had been practicing fighting for three months and had defeated the trainer at the previous martial arts gym.

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 skills had reached the lv3 level.

 Originally I 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.

“Holy shit, 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 there shouted with indignation that it was unfair and wanted to complain.

Lu Yuan was also slightly touched when he heard it.

In addition to being envious of Yang Jiandong's treatment, I am also a little bit 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 in a daze.

The road is far away, but his expression is 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, and you didn't even learn the fighting methods.

 Now in action

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

“I mainly want to experience the actual combat experience in advance.

The martial arts school 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.

 You teach me practical combat, and 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?

Black with me every day, what is qualified to be qualified to become a formal disciple now

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

"I fear you?!"

Cheng Peng really 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, whoever loses is the son! "

 “That’s right, dear boy.”

Lu Yuan nodded with satisfaction.

 (End of this chapter)