Classmate 200 million years old

Chapter 73 Washing the marrow
The physical training of the Scorpio galaxy is unexpectedly easy.

Lu Yuchen thought that reaching the level of Xuanmo must be the result of crazy exercise, but in fact, the combat skills of the people of the Scorpio galaxy come from the experience passed down from generation to generation and the integration after actual combat, and their physical strength is scientifically recuperated and strengthened. Long-distance running Everything is a waste of time and inefficient for them... To be exact, it is for Xuan Mo, because the concept of long-distance running and exercise is no longer included in the concept of people from the Scorpio galaxy.

In the morning, Lu Yuchen appeared in a neat sportswear, vest and shorts, and his young and powerful body caught Xuan's mother's eyes. She pinched Lu Yuchen's small muscles with a smile on her face and said cheerfully: "Oh, Chen, you have a pretty good figure! Yes Do you have abs?"

Lu Yuchen blocked the thief's movement of lifting his clothes with a red face, and said, "Ahem, if you use a little force, it will cost four yuan."

"Not enough! Practice again!"

"It's too much...difficult...and...disgusting..."

"What! Boys must have abdominal muscles to be handsome!" Xuan's mother bit her chopsticks and said, "Oh, I don't know who will be so lucky to be your girlfriend in the future."

Lu Yuchen continued to blush, Xuan Mo came out, slapped him to interrupt his meal, and frowned: "Don't eat, go to the balcony."

"Huh? Aren't you going out for a run?"

"Running?" Xuan Mo repeated suspiciously, "Who told you to run, go to the balcony!"

When he reached the balcony, Lu Yuchen hadn't stood there for three seconds, but Xuan Mo frowned and looked at the sky, shook his head and said, "Go to the rooftop."

At six o'clock in midsummer, the sun has begun to show its ferocity, and now it is only slightly warm, and it will be unbearable after a while. Lu Yuchen's heart is a little bit drummed, and he follows Xuan Mo to the rooftop of the seventh floor. Sure enough, the white cement above The ground has been tanned golden by the sun.

"Stand up straight!" Xuan Mo ordered, and by the way squinted his eyes slightly to look at his body, and turned around once or twice, with a slight sense of scrutiny.

"What are you going to do?" Lu Yuchen couldn't help asking.

But Xuan Mo looked over sternly: "If you want to receive formal training, then remember the first rule. Before the chief speaks, never speak without authorization!"

Lu Yuchen immediately shut up, and Ren Xuanmo looked at himself like a pork, occasionally pinching here and rubbing there.

He really wanted to say, Xuan Mo, you won't take the opportunity to eat my tofu, but thinking of her serious look just now, he held back and waited for a long time before hearing her say: "Okay."

As soon as he relaxed, he was hit on the waist, and a deep voice came: "Stand up straight! Who told you to relax!"

Usually, if someone spoke to him in such a tone, Lu Yuchen would make his life worse than death without saying a few words, but now that Xuan Mo treats him again and again, Lu Yuchen still feels quite good, he wants to cry but has no tears, could it be Is he a masochist? Is he really a sister slave...

"Raise your right hand." Xuan Mo started to give the order, then grabbed Lu Yuchen's raised hand, pulled it back, raised his knee against his lower back, and held him as if catching a prisoner. This was not enough, she Grabbing Lu Yuchen's arm, turning left and right, and pulling Lu Yuchen's fingers back hard, suddenly there was a crackling sound from half of his body, including his waist.

After half an hour of this tossing, just as he put down his right hand, he heard Xuan Mo say: "Left hand."

Lu Yuchen offered his left hand with a bitter face, and was tortured in the same way. When Xuan Mo put down his left hand, he didn't know what she did. Anyway, his whole body was sore and weak, and his breathing was quite short.

"Get down." As if seeing Lu Yuchen's pain, Xuan Mo's tone was slightly smiling, "Do the legs too."

"Oh!" Lu Yuchen finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the screams continued.

When going downstairs, Xuan Mo walked briskly in front, while Lu Yuchen walked limply on a catwalk, like a drunk, more like a moving rag.

At this time, Xuan's mother had already gone out to work, Xuan Mo turned on the computer, saw Lu Yuchen clutching his stomach and staring at the kitchen, sneered: "Hungry?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Drink water."

"what?"

"Drink hard, excrete more than two times before eating."

Lu Yuchen didn't know why, so he could only follow suit, leaving Xuan Mo to surf the Internet there.

What Xuan Mo looked at was not a thing, but a map of acupuncture points on the human body.

She knew that the human body has acupuncture points early in the morning, and also found that the location of the acupuncture points is very similar to the location of the spiritual power gathering point of the people of the Scorpio galaxy. She didn't have much thought at first, but when she decided to exercise Lu Yuchen, she suddenly felt that this common point seemed to be able to be used. .

The gathering point of spiritual power is the place where the spiritual power of Scorpio stars intersects one by one when they flow in the body. They have evolved to the point where these gathering points of spiritual power are naturally smooth, so the spiritual power circulates endlessly in the body, and the lifespan is thus Elongate a lot.

This is not the case for the Blue Star people. They have acupuncture points, but they haven't been fully utilized. Some of them are even clogged and stagnant. Xuan Mo doesn't know how these acupuncture points will be used according to her habit. Since she doesn't know, let's take Lu Yuchen as an example. Experiment.

The little white mouse, Lu Yuchen, didn't know that he was likely to become the "number one" in a certain aspect of human beings. He only knew that there was no place where he was not sore after being tossed all over his body by Xuan Mo for two days. When he was not tossing, he just spread it at home He doesn't want to do anything, in fact, it is reasonable to say that such tossing should make the strong Xuan Mo more tired, but seeing how she surfs the Internet refreshed every time after tossing him, it doesn't look like he has been tired at all.

On the third day, when he got up in the morning, Xuan Mo was about to attack him, but Lu Yuchen took a step back hesitantly: "Mo Mo... let's pause for a while today."

Xuan Mo raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"In the evening, there is a game. Now, my whole body... including the tips of my fingers are sore... I feel uncomfortable... I'm afraid I won't perform well."

Xuan Mo was silent for a while... This meeting was a bit long, and the long Lu Yuchen felt uneasy, feeling that he seemed to have let down Xuan Mo's ardent hope, so he gritted his teeth, stepped forward with a face of death, and said, "Forget it!" Come! Come on! Brother, don’t be afraid!”

Xuan Mo grinned: "Go into the room and go to bed."

"what?"

"No sun today."

Lu Yuchen blushed and entered the room, lying on the bed, looking at Xuan Mo eagerly.

Xuan Mo didn't know where he got the rubber gloves, and he brought them in as he brought them in. He glanced at him, with a half-smile: "You're so excited."

Teng!Lu Yuchen felt that he was about to burn.

Xuan Mo stepped forward, sat on his waist with his feet, put his hands on his temples, and pressed hard. After a scream, his hands followed the designed veins, applying pressure all the way, and suddenly fell down. Howling again and again, Lu Yuchen could only feel Xuan Mo's hand go down all the way, like two steel knives scraping all the way down, his blood boiled and pain pierced his heart, and he wanted to shrink up.

"What are you screaming for? I'm opening your veins!" Xuan Mo shouted in a cold voice, but couldn't stop his hands from the quarrel.

Lu Yuchen bit his lip and endured it. The two steel knives reached to the soles of his feet, and his whole body was sweating profusely.

Xuan Mo let go of his hands, got off the bed and clapped his hands, "Okay, let's rest."

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo." lu yuchen struggled to check the time on his phone, "it's four o'clock... the game is coming..."

"It's okay." It should be fine in a while. Xuan Mo has no idea. Her approach has no theoretical basis. Her spiritual power is the same as that of human blood. It won't hurt to run this kind of dredging once. Facts have proved that although Lu Yuchen doesn't feel it, his physique is indeed strengthening. If you don't abuse yourself, your physique should be much better than ordinary people.

Lu Yuchen lay on the ground like a dead dog for a while, when Alalei called: "Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing these two days! You didn't come to training! Get ready, the game at 07:30, we will have dinner together later, 05 :30 A bus from our city's Interstellar Hobbyist League will pick you up and go to the Workers' Cultural Palace for an open competition!"

"What?!" Lu Yuchen jumped up, and saw that it was five o'clock, and there was still half an hour left. He didn't even touch the mouse in the past two days, and he was tossed by Xuan Mo day and night, and now he just feels panicked, " Momo! Momo! Get ready! There is a bus at 05:30 to pick us up for dinner and then the game!"

"Well, I see." Xuan Mo entered the room, and looked at Lu Yuchen who was running around the room looking for a towel to take a bath with a half-smile, "Are you not in pain anymore?"

"Huh?" Lu Yuchen really didn't feel it. When he twisted it at this moment, he just felt that his whole body was full of strength, refreshed, stretching his whole body, and he felt refreshed. The sweltering summer didn't bring him any discomfort at all. , as if his whole body was bathed in the breeze, every pore was breathing, he had only seen this feeling in YY novels, he was startled and shouted: "Mo Mo! You are really a fairy?! Are you A certain mysterious cultivating sect?! What are these two days? Washing the marrow? Opening up the second vein of Ren and Du?!"

Xuan Mo only listened to the cloud, and felt that it was very convenient for Lu Yuchen to find an explanation by himself, so he kept silent, took a look at him, and went to his room, found a suit of clothes and put them on. On the other hand, Lu Yuchen yelled that he would love to die while taking a shower...

Called Mama Xuan to inform her that the bus arrived on time at 05:30. The two of them boarded the bus. Almost all the team members arrived. Those who wanted to come were picked up on the bus regardless of whether they were competing or not. Those who were going to work There was a big car on summer vacation, and they cheered collectively when they saw Xuan Mo's arrival. Alale was so excited that he was about to take a step forward, when a young man dressed in a non-mainstream way stepped forward and held Xuan Mo's hand with both hands, excited shouted: "Idol! Hungry idol!"

If he didn't know that the young man was not malicious, Xuan Mo would have thrown him out of the car window when his eyes were green. At this moment, he pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, and said softly, "Let go."

"It really is MARS! It really is God of War! It really is Hell Commander! You are so handsome even asking me to let go! What are you hungry for? Oh oh oh, I let go, I let go..." The young man put down his hand embarrassingly, and just pointed at himself To introduce herself, Arale pushed forward impatiently and said: "Don't worry about this crazy, Mo Mo, I usually don't ask you, I am really content with this step, but this time, this time! We must win!"

"Oh." Xuan Mo replied lightly, she never felt that she should have lost.

Alale felt that Xuan Mo's reaction was very weak: "Why don't you ask me why?"

Xuan Mo gave him a strange look, then sat sideways on the first row of empty seats by the window and said, "Do you need a reason to win?"

The young man wanted to pounce on him with green eyes again, but this time it was Lu Yuchen who was sitting outside Xuanmo impatiently blocking him, and turned his head to ask Ala Lei: "Didn't you usually say that you don't give pressure? What's wrong this time?" Must win?"

Alalei stood up straight, eyes solemnly said: "Who stole our Dragon Boat Festival?!"

"Oh!" Lu Yuchen understood instantly, and sat down too.

Ala Lei is still improvising: "Who! Shamelessly steal our culture?!"

"Okay, you can do it..." Someone next to him persuaded, it seemed that he couldn't watch this performance for the next time.

"Who is it! Tear up our national flag! Ingratitude! Shameless! Twelve people play football, do bad things in foreign countries, claim to be Chinese, and use those stupid stars to deceive our country's NC!"

Alalei grabbed the young man's hand, and the young man was very cooperative with him face to face, and the two shouted passionately: "This battle must be won! Bangziguo! Die! Hahahahahahahaha!"

(End of this chapter)