Final priesthood

"Xiaoyuan?"

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

"What are you doing? What time is it and you still don't sleep?"

"Ma...go to bed soon, Mom!"

Zheng Qiuling, who was at the door, reached out to the door handle with some doubts, but the sudden vibration of her cell phone in her pocket told her to quickly retract her hand.

"Dad, are you okay today...will you come back to 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... did all eighteen movements of the crane-shaped pile in one go?"

Level 3’s [Absolute Focus].

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 made a sound of exclamation, and the physical pain could not cover up the joy and shock in his heart.

"So...concentration is strong to a certain level...

It's also a superpower, right? "

No difficulty 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)]

These are the three main things that change the experience value.

[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, it's a long way to go. Are you... making a push-up plan?"

Cheng Peng curiously pulled 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 shook off his hand and glared at him angrily.

Cheng Peng was a little worried, so he put his arm around his shoulders and warned him sincerely: "You kid, practice martial arts, practice martial arts, don't go crazy.

The final exam is coming soon. Others put aside other interests and hobbies and focus on studying.

You're fine, but why are you getting more ruthless with practice? "

"Even if I don't listen to a single lesson from now on, and I write the test paper with my feet with my eyes closed during the exam, I will still do better than you... You are here talking to me about studying..."

Lu Yuan returned lazily.

"Damn, that's insulting, right?!"

"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 me to my buddies?"

Lu Yuan changed the subject and began to ask Cheng Peng about him.

Seeing this talk, Cheng Peng's face immediately showed a somewhat proud expression.

"Your sister-in-law, I will definitely bring you out when you come back..."

Halfway through the 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, get out of class is still over now...

suddenly.

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?"

"It's just... I just don't want her to know..."

Seeing Cheng Peng hesitating and evasive, Lu Yuan could not understand what he was 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.

"Jingle Bell--"

At this time, the school bell rang, and Lu Yuan waved his hand to drive Cheng Peng back.

"roll roll roll......."

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 Qin Feng means..."

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, as soon as the flowers bloom in front of you, you will "die".

But one thing is certain.

"Same as Lin Zhiqin, that move is a powerful killing move they have mastered!"

Lu Yuan repeatedly "sends himself to death" in his conscious space. Could it be that he wants to secretly learn these two tricks?

However, this idea is too ambitious and unrealistic for him now.

"Let's practice the basic skills first and then talk."

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, I used lv3's [Absolute Concentration] to practice all eighteen movements of the crane-shaped pile in one go.

The sequelae are also huge.

God knows how many muscles were torn throughout his body.

Thanks to a healing massage before returning from the martial arts school, the secret medicine of Tianshui that penetrated into the body has not completely dissipated.

Otherwise he wouldn't even have gotten out of bed this morning.

When passing 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 is useful or not, the psychological comfort is full anyway.

"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 his 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? If you really can't go back, Take a break at home.”

"Um."

Lu Yuan thought for a moment and 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 his intelligence reached 11 points, the knowledge taught in the school was completely unable to meet the requirements of his [student] career.

The experience value gained from listening to a lecture is very small.

Staying here is a waste of time.

"Just discuss it directly with the head teacher and let me study at home 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 thought secretly in his heart.