Final priesthood.

Chapter 49 True Martial Arts
Lu Yuan's luck today is not good.

I was scheduled to take the stage for the last of the ten games, and waited for almost an hour in vain.

But fortunately, the waiting time allowed him to recover a lot of mental strength, and his whole state was approaching its peak.

Entering the competition venue, a huge billy goat head statue hangs quietly.

Replays of the previous round of competition were scrolling on the four large screens.

Lu Yuan saw Lin Zhiqin sitting in the middle of the south auditorium, looking at him.

Lu Yuan walked up to the ring step by step along the stairs, and the big screens on all sides were quiet.

His opponent today was a tall man wearing a raccoon mask.

The body is well-proportioned, the legs are strong and powerful, and he should be the main player in leg training
Lu Yuan played two games before and after this, but he watched and listened to Lin Zhiqin's commentary on the game, but there were no less than [-] games.

In these competitions, there are those who he thinks are good, and he will also pull them into the conscious space to practice in private.

If the actual combat experience also has a level.

Then this may be the fastest item for Lu Yuan to level up during this period of time.

He has learned to judge the opponent's boxing style, strength, and skills by observing the opponent's appearance and signs.

It's like quickly browsing the entire test paper before the test, and can roughly judge the difficulty level of the test paper.

When starting a game, observe the opponent's chosen character and outfit, so as to judge the opponent's thinking and style of play.

The truth of many things in this world is actually the same.

".Game start."

Following the referee's order, the civet masked man standing opposite Lu Yuan immediately rushed forward and kicked towards Lu Yuan with a side kick.

This man was not weak in strength, and his thick thighs cut through the air.

It was like a long thick wooden stake sweeping across the road quickly.

Lu Yuan's eyes flickered, and his right foot kicked out.

The advanced legwork of lv3 has made him far surpass the opponent in this legwork attainment that he learned from the middle-aged Yuxiang.

He even privately named it "Tomahawk style", because when the whip leg sweeps across, it seems to be slashing with a tomahawk.

"boom!"

This kick hit the civet man's thigh from a long distance.

Although his kick was from behind, with the blessing of 12 points of strength and 11 points of agility, his kick was faster and he kicked the opponent first.

"Humph!"

The raccoon man snorted, and moved his body slightly sideways.

However, at this time Lu Yuan's next heavy kick came again.

The kick was fast and fierce with the help of reflexive force, and the strength of the foot exceeded 250 kilograms.

"Oh!"

This kick landed firmly on the civet cat man's stomach.

The civet cat man didn't react at all, he bent into a prawn, and then flew out with a "boom".

However, his physique was not weak. He was able to stand up staggeringly while holding his stomach after being hit by Lu Yuan's leg. He flew backwards six to seven meters away.

Under the mask, Lu Yuan's expression didn't fluctuate. He rushed up quickly, and was about to finish off the raccoon man with a kick in the chest.

And at the moment when he was about to raise his foot to exert strength.

Somehow, countless images suddenly popped up in his mind, and an inexplicable impulse of inspiration made him stop abruptly.

He turned his hand into a fist, and punched the raccoon man who was about to stand up in front of him.

"Wow—"

In his daze, Lu Yuan seemed to hear a sharp sound like a bird's call.

Lin Zhiqin's cold eyes and the crane-shaped pile's movements flashed back and forth in front of his eyes.

Wait for Lu Yuan to come back to his senses.

Suddenly discovered——

A tall young man with hair dyed blonde was kneeling in front of him with a pale face, and he said tremblingly in an almost trembling tone: "I surrender, I surrender!"

His fist hovered two inches from the tip of the blond young man's nose.

The raccoon mask on the young man's face had long since disappeared.

It shattered all over the place.
Lu Yuan raised his fist in a daze to look at it, then subconsciously turned to look at the auditorium.

He saw that Lin Zhiqin had stood up at some point, and was looking at him with a strange expression on his face.

"Who taught you that punch?"

"I don't know, I can't figure out how it happened at that time.
Suddenly he remembered the movements in the crane-shaped pile, and then he struck out on a whim. "

In front of the sink, Lu Yuan stroked his head with the hands he just took out from under the faucet, and the tips of his hair were wet.

He shook his head, his face full of confusion and wry smile.

Lin Zhiqin stared closely at Lu Yuan's eyes for several seconds.

But he couldn't see any clues from Lu Yuan's clear and frank eyes.

for a long time.

He said slowly: "Okay."

He took out an envelope from his pocket and pushed it along the sink in front of Lu Yuan.

"This is today's bonus. You may have to go home tonight. I have something to do later, so I can't send you off."

"Ah."

Lu Yuan picked up the envelope and nodded.

He wiped his face randomly and took two steps towards the bathroom door.

Suddenly he turned around and hesitated to speak: "Coach."

"What else?"

Lu Yuan shook his head in frustration.

"fine."

Quickly walked out of the bathroom.

When the footsteps outside the bathroom walked away, Lin Zhiqin's originally calm face suddenly became vibrated, and the emotions of shock, horror, and disbelief hidden in his heart suddenly emerged.

"Does such a martial arts genius exist in the world?"

"Only relying on the pile method can deduce the true martial arts skills of our Crane School."

"No, this news must be let the teacher know!"

Lin Zhiqin didn't know whether it was excitement or excitement, he took out his phone and swipe on the screen quickly.

But when he found the number of the contact person, the emotions gushing out of his body subsided a little bit.

Lin Zhiqin stared at the phone screen, his eyes flashing.

After a moment, he took a deep breath and put the phone away again.

"never mind."

Lin Zhiqin's eyes became calm again.

"hold on.

Just wait a little longer"

The moment Lu Yuan closed the bathroom door with his backhand, the confusion and confusion on his face immediately disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there was a strong light of determination and surprise.

"A flash of inspiration!
I definitely triggered the flash of inspiration just now! "

"I was beaten to death by Lin Zhiqin so many times in the consciousness space, and imitated for so long in reality.

Under the blessing of a flash of inspiration, I did not expect that I could successfully reproduce some of the power of that punch."

"So it has something to do with the movement of the crane-shaped pile?"

"At least it proves that the direction of my efforts is correct, this idea, this way is feasible!"

Lu Yuan walked through the lobby on the second floor as usual, boarded the elevator, reached the first floor and walked out of the Mosa Club door.

His face was calm, but his heart was filled with excitement and joy.

After the punch in the ring tonight, he activated the [Imagine Enemy] countless times during this period to "go in and out every second" in his conscious space, tossing and turning to death.

Just relying on a little impression before "dying", imitating like a moon in the water.

All the sweat and hard work put in has not been in vain.

This can be regarded as a little "smart" of him.

However, with this "little cleverness", he actually tasted the "sweetness" by accident, and the sense of psychological accomplishment gained in the process was enough for him to be excited for a long time.

"See if there are any changes on the career panel?"

Lu Yuan walked to the side of the road by the light of the street lamp, and while waiting for a taxi, he called up his career panel in front of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)