The master who came out of the real world

Chapter 48 is alive again
In the morning, Chen Xiong was woken up by a phone call.

"Hey, Uncle He? No, I'm an athlete on the provincial sports team. Seriously, I won't lie to you."

"What happened last night? Didn't there be thieves in Hongxing Village last night? I did it bravely. I won't lie to you. I'm in the house right now. If something really happened, I'd go in."

"Yes, yes, if you don't believe it, you can ask the police here. Okay, I'll die."

Chen Xiong yawned and slowly got up.

There was quite a commotion last night. He was taken into a police car by a group of policemen, but was seen by many people.

No, the landlord uncle called early in the morning to inquire. If the identity of the provincial sports team player was not so bluffing, maybe the uncle would come to drive people away.

The rent of this kind of small bungalow in a village in the city is not much in the first place, and if you want to cause trouble for the landlord, no one is willing to do this kind of business.

"These days, you can only talk about it if you have a formal job. Otherwise, it would be as difficult as going to the bank to get a bank card."

Chen Xiong shook his head, and went for a stroll in the yard first.

Last night, he tossed and tossed at the police station until midnight, and then he seemed to be an expert who can crush tree trunks. Chen Xiong studied until midnight before sleeping for a while.

If someone didn't wake me up early, I wouldn't even wake up from my nap.

When I strolled to the corner, on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the half-hand print was still obvious, and the trunk seemed to have been swung with a sledgehammer.

Chen Xiong looked at his palm again, um, apart from a little redness, there wasn't even a mark left, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

"I'm so cowhide~"

Chen Xiong made some gestures, but consciously did not do it again.

He wasn't really a master.

At least for now, unless that kind of wonderful feeling comes, he can exert this kind of strength, creating an effect like the inner strength in the novel, otherwise, he is still a mortal body, and he is using a lot of strength.

Hitting the tree really hurts the hand.

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter if it's Tai Chi power or internal strength, as long as the level of Tai Chi continues to improve, maybe even rocks can be broken in the future!"

Physique: 1.5 (1.6)

Soul: 1.2 (1.3)

Skills: Tai Chi Lv3 (2% of entering the room)

Chen Xiong glanced at the panel, he didn't have a good rest last night, neither his body nor his spirit seemed to be able to improve smoothly.

"But it seems that even if you can break stones in the future, it won't be very cool. In modern society, martial arts masters still have to abide by the rules and laws in order to eat well, drink well and sleep well."

Chen Xiong shook his head, and was about to go out to find a place too early, when another call came.

"Hello, Coach Li?"

It seems that I haven't been to the sports team for a long time, and I still miss my coach a little strangely.

I also miss the free breakfast, lunch and dinner in the canteen of the sports team.

"Ugh"

Li Sanjiang sighed: "Xiao Chen, if you don't want to join the track and field team, I'll treat it as your vacation before the competition, but you won't let the police call me in the middle of the night, right?"

To be honest, in a normal sports team, players really cannot leave the team casually, and the management is semi-militarized.

Tired, really tired.

Those who engage in sports, no matter whether they come from a sports school or a sports team, are always a little bit meaningless in terms of education, plus they are full of hormones and full of energy, and thieves are prone to make trouble.

Just stay locked in the team for training and take two days off every month. That would be enough.

That is to say, Chen Xiong was born in Yeluzi, did not rely on the resources of the sports team to achieve results, and did not receive the wages of the sports team, so Li Sanjiang reluctantly made an exception.

But now that Chen Xiong has reported as a reserve runner for the National Games marathon, he will also be held responsible if this causes some trouble.

"Lao Li, you listen to my quibbles, no, coach, you listen to my explanation!"

"It's okay, the police also made it clear to me on the phone that you are unlucky. How about this, you should come to the team to practice physical fitness, and we will discuss it together and sign you up for a few marathon competitions and add more competitions experience."

At the end, Li Sanjiang seemed to have remembered something, and added: "Participate in your own name, and the team will not draw bonuses."

During this time, Li Sanjiang also recalled it.

Chen Xiong, this kid, ran the marathon, it seems that he came here for money.

Of course, this sentence is a bit nonsense, whoever works in this society is not for money, right?

But at the beginning, Chen Xiong would rather not have a high salary and only get 2 yuan a month than be locked up in the team, which made Li Sanjiang mistakenly think that Chen Xiong was not short of money.

But thinking about it later, I'm afraid not.

Although this kid won't be blinded by money, as long as he has money, he can go anywhere.

Li Sanjiang vaguely guessed that Chen Xiong may not have ambitions in track and field, but ran marathons purely to make some money.

This really made him angry and annoyed. It really cost Chen Xiong such a good marathon result.

But what can Li Sanjiang do?Forgive him of course.

After all, it was a thigh picked up from the wild, so there was nothing to do except offering it.

"Hey, Coach, I've wanted to come to the team for training a long time ago, just wait for me, I'll be right there!"

Chen Xiong simply tidied up and brewed a full pot of wolfberry tea in a 1L thermos cup. It was already too late and he quickly headed to the provincial team.

There is a free cafeteria to eat, who is still going out early, and there is no mine at home.

And Chen Xiong thought about it, if he participated in a competition or local competition every month and received a bonus of 2, wouldn't his life be smooth and prosperous?

Glancing at the panel.

Skill: Running Lv5 (Peak 16%)

I took another look at my improving physique, and asked you how to lose as long as it wasn't an international competition.

Provincial sports team, cafeteria.

Li Sanjiang glanced at Chen Xiong, who was immersed in cooking, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Athletes can eat a lot, but they can't be a rice bucket. You are running a marathon, so calm down!
After Chen Xiong finished the last bite of beef pie and had another cup of soy milk to moisten his throat, Li Sanjiang couldn't help but said: "Xiao Chen, do you eat so much every meal? Have you kept up with your physical training?"

Physical training, what the hell?
Whatever it is, just say ok!
Chen Xiong made a completely fine gesture.

Li Sanjiang didn't believe it, but had nothing to say.

Chen Xiong suddenly thought of something, and asked, "By the way, coach, is there a massage master in the team?"

"What's wrong, what's wrong with you?"

Li Sanjiang looked at Chen Xiong and saw that he didn't seem to be injured, and then said: "Most of the team doctors can do massage with both hands. After all, strains and sprains in sports are common, but the level is different. Stars. The players all have specialized rehabilitation health practitioners. For ordinary players, minor injuries will be fine, but serious injuries will go to the hospital. If you want to relax your muscles or something, I can recommend it to you."

"Oh."

Chen Xiong rubbed his chin: "Coach, you said that I'm going to the team doctor to observe the massage. They shouldn't refuse me, right?"

???

Li Sanjiang picked his ears and was a little confused: "What are you talking about?"

No, you are a marathon runner and have a hobby of martial arts. Now you still want to watch a massage?
Do you have a bit of a wrong understanding of your own profession, little brother?

(End of this chapter)