Final priesthood

Lin Zhiqin left directly after Lu Yuan chose the mask.

Lu Yuan waited alone until 8:15, and then a staff member wearing the club's uniform knocked on the door and walked in, notifying him to play immediately.

Lu Yuan took a deep breath and stood up from his position.

He tried to calm down.

But from the first step, uncontrollable restlessness burst out from my heart bit by bit.

In the short one-minute journey from the lounge to the fighting arena, Lu Yuan seemed to have returned to the time when he had just traveled through time.

He studied hard for a month using the career panel and took the school's monthly test for the first time.

That kind of...

expect.

nervous.

perturbed.

excited.

fear...

And extremely eager to prove myself with a beautiful victory!

Proving that his hard work for so long has not been in vain.

"When I win this battle..."

Lu Yuan walked up the first step to the huge arena.

Lines and clips from certain movies and comics began to come to mind.

"...I will wipe my bloody sword carefully.

Throwing roses to the ground beneath your feet. "

"...I will smile and extend a hand of forgiveness and kindness to the opponent I knocked down.

Save him from the mire of failure. "

"I will praise everything in this world..."

"this.......

That’s all I have…”

"...the manners of a knight."

Finished the last step.

Lu Yuan's heart was already filled with joyful fighting spirit.

And when he stepped on the last step to the stage, he saw his opponent standing in front of him.

But his eyes couldn't help but freeze.

He saw a burly figure nearly two meters tall.

Dark skin and exaggeratedly developed muscles.

The body hair is as hairy as a chimpanzee's.

There was also the familiar vest, and the dragon mask on his face that caught his eye at first glance!

"What a coincidence?!"

Lu Yuan was startled for a moment.

Then a joyful and heartfelt smile appeared on the face behind the mask involuntarily.

The beautiful picture in my mind was shattered in less than a second.

Lu Yuan sighed softly under the mask.

"Screw that chivalry!"

"This wave... this wave should be called - Heaven's way of reincarnation, who will your father and I spare?"

In an instant, the fighting spirit in his chest grew wildly like summer weeds.

.........

"...I hope you two can bring everyone a fair, just and friendly showdown."

"Game start."

The lifeless referee read out the same rules and officially announced the start of this duel.

The strong man in a vest standing less than five meters across from Lu Yuan obviously recognized Lu Yuan.

Although he didn't see what mask Lu Yuan chose.

But Lu Yuan's body shape and clothing still left an impression on him.

"What a coincidence, boy."

The eyes behind the dragon mask narrowed and seemed to be smiling.

The strong man in the vest raised his two furry fists and touched his chest lightly, as if he was about to tear Lu Yuan into pieces at any time.

"Remember what I told you before?"

"On stage...be careful of being beaten to death!"

The tone of the strong man in the vest suddenly became ferocious, his arms suddenly spread out, and the whole person seemed like a dark cloud quickly covering Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's eyes were calm.

But his body was trembling slightly with excitement.

"Get up!"

He turned around and kicked sideways. His right foot was like a whip, and he kicked hard at the strong man in the vest.

This was the first probing attack he used most, was best at, and was the most comfortable during more than ten consecutive days of actual combat training with Lin Zhiqin.

"boom!"

This kick landed firmly on the left arm of the strong man in the vest.

The strong man in the vest shook his body slightly and moved half a step to the side.

"Are you tickling me?"

The strong man smiled ferociously. After receiving Lu Yuan's side kick, he seemed to have figured out the details of Lu Yuan's strength and felt completely relieved.

His right arm suddenly reached forward and pressed directly on the door facing Luyuan.

Lu Yuan crossed his arms to block and firmly caught the strong man's palm.

The body sank slightly.

"Let's see how many times you can take it!"

The strong man roared, and punched his left fist fiercely, like a cannonball.

Unfortunately, Lu Yuan easily dodged it with a backward slide.

The strong man punched continuously, but Lu Yuan's figure was as flexible as a swallow, and no punch could touch his body.

"You can only hide?! Trash!"

The strong man cursed fiercely, stopped punching with his arms, turned slightly sideways, and trotted towards Luyuan in a charging-like posture.

unexpected.

This time the road was far away but there was no retreat.

The whole person stood quietly, looking at the strong man with gentle eyes, as if looking at a poorly made ornament.

"Physique 11, Strength 11, Agility 9... Intelligence may be negligible."

"The battle...is over."

Lu Yuan took a deep breath, and his "gentle" eyes suddenly became sharp in the next second.

Like a pair of knives suddenly unsheathed.

"Tomahawk style!"

The handsome face under the mask suddenly became angry.

Lu Yuan jumped up and kicked the strong man in the vest hard in the face.

This kick tore through the air, so fast that it almost formed an afterimage, bringing with it a sharp leg wind.

It was completely different from the first kick he just kicked.

It's like a sharp battle ax that cuts hard from bottom to top!

As soon as the ax blade was raised, the bloody breath was revealed.

The strong man in the vest who was still charging forward didn't even react and was kicked hard in the chin.

"Click—"

"boom!"

The exploded dragon mask, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, splashed everywhere like raindrops.

The burly figure, nearly two meters tall, was kicked dozens of centimeters into the air by Lu Yuan!

12 points of power.

Even if you use fist power to explode, you can easily reach more than 200 kilograms!

Not to mention the legs.

There is also the advanced leg technique blessing of lv3!

Now even if the person standing in front of me is a real woolly orangutan...

Lu Yuan also had the confidence to kick it into the air!

Before the strong man in the vest landed, Lu Yuan's next leg had already broken through the air again.

Another swung battle ax!

The sharp kicking skills of the middle-aged man in Xi Ziyu Lane are now vividly displayed on Lu Yuan.

A stormy offensive.

This is a Tomahawk carnival!

The next scene was at least consistent with Lu Yuan's expectations before taking the stage.

——Blood-colored roses spread all over the earth...

........

second lower floor.

In the restroom.

Under dim incandescent light.

Lu Yuan picked up water and splashed it on his face again and again.

Lin Zhiqin lit up a cigarette, looked in the mirror, and asked calmly how far he could go before washing his face at the sink.

"How does it feel to be in the martial arts arena for the first time?"

Lu Yuan wiped the water stains on his face, turned on the faucet and lifted himself up.

"feels good."

He took a deep breath and answered slowly.

At the same time, I also looked at myself in the mirror.

There seemed to be fire in those black eyes that had not been completely burned out.

"You are born to practice martial arts. My first time on the fighting stage, my legs were shaking almost even when I stood.

You are much better than me..."

Lin Zhiqin shook the ashes from his cigarette, with a hint of approval and emotion in his tone.

"I think your strength seems to be getting stronger again?"

"Maybe. I've been practicing hard recently and my height has jumped up a lot..."

"You played pretty well in today's match. Although your opponent is not strong, he has the advantage in size.

It's good that you defeated him so easily.

The momentum is also quite strong.

In martial arts, the most important thing is momentum..."

Lin Zhiqin, however, faithfully performed his duties as a coach and gave Lu Yuan a post-war summary.

Lu Yuan listened carefully.

When Lin Zhiqin finished speaking, he nodded and said seriously: "Remember."

With a look of satisfaction on Lin Zhiqin's face, he picked up the cigarette in his hand, took a deep breath, and put it out.

Then he took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Lu Yuan.

"Today's bonus is five thousand. You count."

"Need not."

Lu Yuan reached out and took the envelope. The wet water stains on his hands wet the envelope, faintly revealing the layers of green inside.

Lu Yuan suddenly felt a little excited, and his expression became dazed.

Unexpectedly, one day he would be able to make money from his fists.

And there were five thousand at one time.

It’s enough to make a living in my family’s small shop for half a month.

If my parents knew about this...

They will definitely break their own legs.