I Am Not The Machine King

Chapter 13 Fight!

Seeing the message from Wu Di, Lin Yuan's mouth twitched.

After replying a rolling word, he threw the phone aside.

"Is this mechanical spirit so strong?"

Lin Yuan thought excitedly.

Of course, a 17-year-old second-level four-vein martial artist is nothing.

However, the total amount of spiritual power in his early forties can open four channels, which shows the strength of the spiritual species.

The higher the realm, the more spiritual energy will circulate in the body, and the cultivation will naturally be faster.

After only a few days of cultivating mechanical-type spirit-seeds, Lin Yuan could already clearly feel the increase in spiritual power in his body, and he definitely made progress.

"You must be admitted to the military academy."

"Only military academies have instructors in the Department of Mechanical Engineering."

...

After taking a bath, Lin Yuan finally felt tired from the inside out.

Only then did she slowly close her eyes, a tight heartstring was finally completely loosened, and soon fell asleep.

The cultivation intensity of mechanical-type spiritual skills is extremely high, requiring constant concentration.

Lin Yuan's decomposed training in the afternoon, coupled with the training in the evening, made continuous breakthroughs, and he was exhausted physically and mentally.

As a result, when practicing in the early morning of the next day, Wu Di stood alone in the courtyard stretching his muscles and bones.

Some skeptical of life said to themselves:

"Am I still awake, dreaming?"

Snapped--

Wu Di slapped himself, and then covered his painful right cheek.

Lin Yuan didn't do morning exercises? !

This is the first time in more than three years.

As a brother, Wu Di clearly knows how self-disciplined Lin Yuan is.

Is Lin Yuan capable of absenteeism?

Then Wu Di looked worriedly at Lin Yuan's room:

"Damn, you won't die..."

...

Boom.

crunch——

After knocking twice on the door and receiving no response, Wu Di gently opened Lin Yuan's door, revealing a small head.

After confirming that Lin Yuan was still breathing, Wu Di whispered:

"Fuck."

"What did you do last night, you slept so hard?"

Even the knock on the door could not wake Lin Yuan up, so one can imagine how soundly Lin Yuan slept.

"never mind."

"It's fine if you don't die."

Wu Di closed the door, struggled inwardly for a while, and made up his mind to do the morning practice for a while.

...

When Lin Yuan Youyou woke up, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning, almost ten o'clock.

Lin Yuan felt that he had never slept so well.

After breaking through the two meridians, I felt full of strength when I woke up.

"call……"

Lin Yuan twisted his neck and came to the living room. On the dining table were the leftover buns from Wu Di's breakfast and a note.

There are three big characters written on it:

"Restraint!"

Lin Yuan was speechless, and threw the note into the trash can.

After eating and drinking enough, he devoted himself to the practice of decomposing spirit iron again.

"really."

When Lin Yuan started to decompose the spirit iron with the mechanical power again, he could clearly feel the acceleration of the mechanization speed.

Breaking through the spiritual power of the four meridians, the release is much smoother than before, but it is not as exaggerated as a qualitative change.

In the next period of time, Lin Yuan formulated a detailed training plan.

Because cultivating the mechanized spiritual skills of the mechanical system is extremely exhausting, it cannot last forever.

So Lin Yuan combined spiritual skills training, martial arts training and spiritual power training.

Maintain a high-intensity and reasonable cultivation state.

As for Lin Yuan's decomposition speed of the first-level spiritual iron, with the increase of spiritual power, the increase of proficiency gradually matured.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

For a month, Lin Yuan didn't leave the gate, did not enter the second gate, and devoted himself to retreat and practice.

Even Lin Yuan, who had been taking the courses and liberal arts joint exams that he had been taking before, had all dropped out.

Liberal arts students are not allowed to be absent from work. They are not as free as martial arts students. They can choose courses according to their own cultivation.

Before that, Lin Yuan had left a way out for himself.

Even if the martial arts finally reaches the point where the talent is too bad, there is no hope of getting ahead, and there is no point in persevering.

Then Lin Yuan could only transfer to liberal arts.

But now it's completely different.

Lin Yuan has found his own future path, and the future is bright.

So he decisively gave up the liberal arts.

Of course, the school of Qingshan No. 1 Middle School was very angry.

If Lin Yuan was an ordinary liberal arts genius, the school would be lazy to take care of him.

However, Lin Yuan is the kind of liberal arts genius who is rare in a century.

If you take the liberal arts college entrance examination, you will definitely be able to create the glory of the liberal arts in the entire Qingshan No. 1 Middle School.

They couldn't find Lin Yuan, so they went to find Lin Yuan's father, Lin Shouyi.

And three times before and after.

What's more unexpected is that they have said all good and bad things, and they can't even change Lin Shouyi's mind!

"Destroy it, hurry up, I'm tired."

Lin Shouyi insisted on letting Lin Yuan make his own choice, which finally made the school completely desperate.

I really want to pry open the heads of the father and son to see what they are made of.

...

after a month.

In the evening, as soon as Wu Di came back, he announced a piece of "good news":

"Lin Yuan!"

"The school wanted you all over the world, and they all found me."

Lin Yuan's left and right hands continued to perform mechanized transformations and said at the same time:

"What did the school say?"

Wu Di chuckled, "They said that as long as you want to take the liberal arts test, they can make an exception and break the school rules for you."

"The door of the liberal arts is always open for you."

In Qingshan No. 1 Middle School, if a liberal arts student misses a month's class without a legitimate reason, he will basically be expelled from the liberal arts department.

But Lin Yuan was so special that the school left a back door for him.

"But I don't think it's necessary for you to look like this."

Wu Di laughed while sitting down.

As the brother who knows Lin Yuan's cultivation progress best, he knows how fast Lin Yuan's cultivation is now.

From the last injury to the present, in just one month, Lin Yuan has broken through the sixth vein.

The speed of cultivation is like riding a rocket!

If you practice at this speed, you may really have a great chance to reach the tenth meridian before the college entrance examination.

"I'm going to school tomorrow."

"puff--"

Wu Di, who was drinking Coke, suddenly sprayed out, looking at Lin Yuan:

"What did you say?"

Just finished saying that the school is looking for Lin Yuan, and Lin Yuan will go to school tomorrow.

Aren't you afraid of being caught on the spot and having a three-hour brainwashing session?

Lin Yuan smiled and said:

"I'm going to martial arts class, and I'll find my opponents to learn from each other."

Wu Di suddenly became excited, "Is your first stage of training over?"

"Come, come, come, fight, fight!"

"Finally I can beat you again!"

"Ah! Cool!"

For the previous month, Lin Yuan was completely immersed in cultivation.

In the beginning, he practiced against Lin Yuan a few times, but because of the huge gap in spiritual power and the jerky use of Lin Yuan's mechanical power, Wu Di could only stop and fight.

Even after beating Lin Yuan a few times, he still didn't get any pleasure.

Lin Yuan said that he would fight again after his first stage of training was over.

Now is the time.

"Come."

Hearing that Lin Yuan was going to fight, Wu Di got excited in an instant:

"Oh yo ho! Crazy."

"I'm going to get a wooden knife!"

"You wait."

Wu Di quickly ran back to the room and took a wooden knife that he usually used for practice.

When he came out, he saw that Lin Yuan was already standing in the middle of the courtyard, warming up constantly.

"How much strength should I use?"

Wu Di tapped his back with a wooden knife and asked arrogantly.