"Xiaoyuan?"

"Tuk-tuk-"

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

"Horses... I'll be asleep right away, Mom! ”

Zheng Qiuling, who was at the door, reached out to the doorknob with some confusion, but the mobile phone that suddenly vibrated in her pocket told her to quickly retract her hand again.

"Dad is okay today... Are you coming back to sleep tonight? .....”

I heard my mother's voice gradually moving away in the direction of the bathroom.

In the room, Lu Yuan, who was lying on the floor and clenched his teeth, relaxed and let out a painful moan from his mouth.

The painful sensation of tearing muscles swept up from all parts of the body in waves.

He could barely even move his little finger now.

"Whew-whew-"

Lu Yuan gasped for air as he looked up at the ceiling above him in disbelief.

"I just... Did you make all the eighteen movements of the crane-shaped pile in one go? ”

Lv3's [Absolute Focus].

Let him enter a state of deep concentration that has never been seen before.

It's like relying on instinct to do something seriously.

His subconscious thoughts such as "questioning", "impossible", and "I can't do it now" were all blocked.

Until it is actually done.

"Incredible......

Lu Yuan's mouth let out an exclamation sound, and the pain in his body couldn't hide the joy and shock in his heart now.

"So... Concentration to a certain height.....

It's also a superpower, right? ”

There is no difficulty in stopping an extremely serious person.

This sentence suddenly popped out of Lu Yuan's mind.

The pain was a little lessened.

Lu Yuan barely supported his body to get up from the ground and leaned his back against the edge of the bed.

Taking advantage of the gap between his physical recovery, he opened the career panel.

[Class: Fighter Lv4 (370/800)]

[Basic Skill Skill: Beginner Forging Lv4 (200/800)

.....

Intermediate Class Skill: Crane Pile Lv1 (29/100)】

These are the three main ones that have changed in XP.

[Fighter]'s Class XP has increased by 22 points.

The experience of the crane pile rose by twenty-four points.

The experience of primary forging is the most up, a full eighty points!

The top road is far away for several days of penance on strength training.

"I'm equivalent to hanging up directly......."

Lu Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It's just that the price of this opening is not small.

At least tonight, he didn't want to do any extra training.

I just climbed into bed and lay down like this.

Close your eyes and activate the [Imaginary Enemy] to start the simulated combat practice in the consciousness space.

.........

The next day.

Jiaoyan No. 4 Middle School, high school sophomore and third class.

Noisy and fun time between classes.

"I'm grass, and the road is long. What are you...... A whole push back picture? ”

Cheng Peng curiously tugged at the back collar of Lu Yuan's school uniform, and was shocked when he saw the dense plaster stickers pasted 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 came up and put his arm around his shoulder and admonished him earnestly: "You kid, practice martial arts and practice martial arts, don't go crazy."

This is the final exam soon, and everyone else is putting aside other interests and hobbies first and focusing on studying.

You're good, why are you getting more and more ruthless when you practice? ”

"Even if I don't listen to a single class from now on, and I write the test paper with my feet closed during the exam, I will do better than you in the exam.... You're here to learn from me......"

Lu Yuan lazily returned.

"Damn, it's insulting, isn't it?!"

"By the way, aren't you in love? Which class? What is your name? When will you bring it out to show your buddies? ”

Lu Yuan changed his words and began to ask Cheng Peng about him.

Seeing that he was talking about this, Cheng Peng's face immediately showed a somewhat proud expression.

"Your sister-in-law, it must be. I will definitely bring it out when I turn around......."

Halfway through the words, Cheng Penghu's face "changed greatly" and suddenly became serious.

casually pulled over a textbook and began to run the train with his mouth full: "Lu Yuan, can you help me see how to solve this problem?" ”

Lu Yuan wondered and looked towards the door of the class.

There are no teachers coming.

Besides, it's still class......

Suddenly.

A pink hairpin floated like a cloud in front of Lu Yuan's eyes.

Lu Yuan was "suddenly" at this time, but his brows couldn't help frowning.

"Aren't you already in love? Why do you care so much about Ling Yue? ”

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

Looking at Cheng Peng's distracted and evasive look, Lu Yuan couldn't understand what he was thinking.

It's nothing more than that even if you've fallen in love, you're not completely dead to the goddess of the past, and you've always had a trace of unrealistic fantasies.

Real dog man.

"Jingle bell—"

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

"Roll ......."

He was too lazy to care about Cheng Peng's.

Lu Yuan casually grabbed a textbook and spread it out in front of him, but what he was thinking about was martial arts.

Last night he played a total of eight battles in the battle of consciousness.

There were two games for middle-aged men in Yuxiang, four games for Lin Zhiqin, and two games for the corridor on the second floor of the martial arts hall and the coach surnamed Qin.

With a little more intelligence, the number of activations of [Imaginary Enemy] has really increased a lot.

The effect of Lin Zhiqin's actual combat training is also remarkable.

Now he can win the victory with the middle-aged man in the rain alley of the consciousness space relatively easily.

But Lin Zhiqin is still an insurmountable mountain.

This is especially true of the coach surnamed Qin.

The latter no matter how he triggers the fight, the result is the same.

Without any suspense, he was killed by the other party in one move.

"Lin Zhiqin is using his fist and fist to imprint the vestibule.

And Qin Feng used the ......."

Lu Yuan subconsciously touched the position of his throat.

Qin Feng is the full name of Coach Qin of the Martial Arts Hall.

In fact, Lu Yuan didn't know if it meant or not, or was it palm?

Anyway, as soon as you see a flower, you will "die".

But one thing is certain.

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

Lu Yuan repeatedly "sent to death" in the consciousness space, why didn't he have the idea of wanting to learn these two tricks secretly?

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

"Let's practice the basics first."

Lu Yuan shook his head, and the action of turning the page accidentally involved the muscles in his arm, which made him gasp in pain.

Last night, using LV3's [Absolute Focus], the "open-hanging" practice all the eighteen movements of the crane-shaped pile in one go.

The sequelae are also enormous.

God knows how many muscles were torn all over the body.

Thanks to the healing massage before coming back from the martial arts hall, the secret medicine of Tianshui flowing that seeped into the body has not completely dispersed.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even want to get out of bed this morning.

When passing by the pharmacy on the way to school, Lu Yuan bought a few boxes of plasters for tendons and bruises and pasted them all over his body.

Whether it's useful or not, psychological comfort is full anyway.

"It's a long way to go."

On the podium, the physics teacher, who was explaining a test paper, noticed Lu Yuan's abnormality, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked with concern: "Are you not feeling well?" Would you like to go to the infirmary? I really can't go home and rest. ”

"Hmm."

Lu Yuan thought about it, but he didn't refuse, closed the book and stood up and walked directly towards the door of the class.

After a few classes in the morning, he had already found out.

After reaching 11 points of intelligence, the knowledge of the curriculum taught in the school is completely insufficient to meet the requirements of his [student's] profession.

The experience value that goes up after listening to a class is very small.

Staying here is a waste of time.

"Just discuss it directly with the homeroom teacher, and let me go home for self-study in the last two weeks.

In the afternoon, go to the bookstore to buy some high-level textbooks, and the effect of self-study may be better. ”

Lu Yuan secretly thought in his heart.