Final priesthood.

Chapter 1 Martial Arts Class

Lu Yuan sat on a black bench, holding a gray water bottle in his hand.

About 20 meters in front of him, on the ground covered with a thick layer of cushions, there were more than 30 black fist stakes about the height of a person.

There is a large word "Yuan" printed on the punching posts, and a student wearing a blue martial arts uniform stands in front of each post.

The students worked hard to hit the boxing pile in front of them, making various cheering sounds in coordination with their mouths.

One after another, it seemed that the atmosphere on the field was extremely lively.

Lu Yuan stared fixedly at this lively scene, his whole person seemed very quiet.

Until the sound of "get out of class is over" brought him out of his trance.

He stood up.

He took the initiative to meet a figure running towards him quickly through the crowd.

"The road is far away!"

The one who came to Lu Yuan was a young man of his age with dark skin.

He has a pair of very thick eyebrows and slightly curly hair, with wet locks sticking to his forehead. His whole body exudes a kind of heat after strenuous exercise.

"How about it, isn't the atmosphere in our martial arts school very good?"

The young man started to untie the bandage on his palm.

"Practicing martial arts can also be used for self-defense, which is much more useful than those sports like badminton and swimming you mentioned before."

Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment, handed over the water bottle in his hand, and said, "I have to go back and discuss it with my parents."

The young man saw Lu Yuan's movement, and quickly said: "Don't worry, I'll call my uncle later, and I'm sure he will agree with you to come here.

In the future, we can have a companion when we come to class together.

Look at your skinny appearance, you should learn some fighting skills, so as not to be bullied. "

The young man lightly touched Lu Yuan's shoulder with his fist, then took the water bottle he handed over, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank heavily.

After he drank most of the bottle of water in one go, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and continued: "And our martial arts school is holding activities. If you sign up for classes now, you will get a much better discount than usual."

"Ah."

Lu Yuan hummed, but didn't answer.

The young man didn't say anything more. He just said "I'm going to take a shower. You can wait for me in the hall for a while" and hurried away.

Lu Yuan watched the boy go away, then picked up the backpack on the chair, turned around and walked towards the gate of the venue.

The boy's name is Cheng Peng, and his classmate and best friend is an enthusiast of deep fighting sports.

I heard that he recently wanted to sign up for an extracurricular interest class that could exercise and improve his physique, so he forcefully dragged him to the martial arts gym where he usually trained to "audit".

After persuading him earnestly, I wished he could sign up and join immediately.

Lu Yuan came to the door of the martial arts hall and stood on the steps.

On top of his head is a huge signboard in ancient style.

Source martial arts hall.

There is an admissions advertisement on the wall at the door.

Words such as "Ancient Wu", "Strengthening", "Fighting", "Summer Enrollment Preheating" and "Special Offer" are simply written on it.

Lu Yuan stared at the price information marked on the advertisement for a long time, and finally chose to turn his head and stop looking at it.

During this period, people kept passing by him.

Men and women, everyone appeared confident and flamboyant.

Compared with them, the thin Lu Yuan looked lifeless.

Lu Yuan looked at these people with some envy.

To be honest, he was very moved by Cheng Peng's suggestion.

The body after time travel is weak and thin, lacking in sports for a long time.

The phrase "thin dog" is the most appropriate way to describe it.

This is why he is eager to change.

Practicing martial arts, and learning fighting skills by the way, seems to be a very good choice.

but.
The high tuition fees made Lu Yuan hesitate.

"Based on the current situation of my family, there is a high probability that I will not agree to enroll in this martial arts interest class.

The price is too much beyond the psychological expectations of parents.”

Lu Yuan thought silently in his heart.

"Goodbye coach."

Cheng Peng's voice came from next to his ear, attracting Lu Yuan to turn his head to look.

He saw Cheng Peng, who had changed his clothes after taking a shower, appeared at the door of the martial arts gym at some point.

Waving goodbye to a man of medium build in his thirties.

Seemingly noticing Lu Yuan's gaze, the man glanced at him inadvertently.

Looking into those eyes, Lu Yuan suddenly felt a tingling feeling in his heart.

It was as if he was being targeted by some ferocious beast, and the hairs on the back of his hands almost exploded.

"Boom-boom--"

Lu Yuan felt his heart beating fast, and he managed to suppress the throbbing.

Looking again, the man who gave him this unprecedented sense of oppression had turned around and entered the martial arts gym.

"Who is this person?"

Lu Yuan kept his face calm and pretended to casually ask Cheng Peng who was walking in front of him.

"Who?"

Cheng Peng followed Lu Yuan's gaze and looked back, and soon showed a dazed expression.

"You said he is the coach of our martial arts gym and a very powerful fighting master.

You don’t know that our coach can punch the boxing pile used by students for training seven or eight meters away!

It's not an exaggeration at all, it was really knocked away with one punch, I saw it with my own eyes.

That scene, tsk tsk”

When Cheng Peng said this, his face showed envy and admiration unconsciously, and Lu Yuan was even a little dumbfounded.

He had just seen Cheng Peng's boxing pile used for training, and it must have weighed a hundred kilograms.

Knock something that weighs over a hundred kilograms flying seven or eight meters away with one punch?
How much punch does this have to have?
The boxing champion in the previous life may not be able to do it.

Although he didn't know how watery Cheng Peng's emphasis on "not exaggerating at all" was, Lu Yuan couldn't help feeling a stronger impulse in his heart.

Then this impulse quickly turned into greater helplessness.

"Coach Qin is the direct disciple of the gym owner, that's why he is so powerful.

It is said that he has won awards in provincial fighting competitions. "

“Hey, it would be great if one day I could be accepted by the museum owner as his direct descendant.

No, even just becoming Coach Qin's official disciple is enough.

Then why don’t I kill people randomly in school? .”

Cheng Peng was still chattering, but Lu Yuan had no intention of listening anymore.

He grabbed his backpack and walked towards the bus stop in the distance.

"I'm home."

"Forehead"

Cheng Peng's chatter stopped abruptly, and he couldn't help feeling a little anxious looking at Lu Yuan's back.

"Aren't you going to go online with me? Didn't you agree to score together?"

"Who told you, I want to go home and eat."

"Gan, pigeon me again!"

Cheng Peng raised his fist towards the back of Lu Yuan.

Ten minutes later, Lu Yuan was already sitting on a bus.

“There are 630, eight and a half cents in my mobile wallet.

Including the class scholarship rewards obtained for the progress of the previous two monthly tests, the total is less than 2000 yuan.

Too far”

Lu Yuan put down the phone in his hand and sighed softly.

His original thought was——

I told my parents to sign up for an ordinary sports interest class, and after getting the money, I secretly went to sign up for the martial arts class, and filled up the shortfall with my own small treasury.

But after a rough calculation, it turned out that the idea simply wouldn't work.

The cheapest course package at Yuanwu Hall is more than twice the price of ordinary sports interest classes.

The difference between the two is too big, that part is empty, and the little money he has saved is far from enough.

Although he now has a strong curiosity about areas that he has never been exposed to in this life or two.

But the cruel reality is in front of him, and he can only choose to give up.

Lu Yuan never considered asking his parents to pay all the money to enroll him in a martial arts class.

Recently, my grandfather suffered a cerebral infarction and needed a lot of money for surgery.

The family's small shop encountered financial problems again.

At this juncture, he really couldn't open his mouth.

If it wasn't for the fact that the unified examination required a special sports event, he wouldn't even want to take the general interest class.

If you just want to exercise your body, you can just run by yourself every day.

"... At 6:5 pm on June 27th, my country's third extraterrestrial base was officially completed. The list of the first batch of people to go has been confirmed. It is understood that the list includes"

"Clearance clearance! Clearance of the entire site! Last day, clearance of the entire site!"

"."

The news was broadcast on the TV in the bus, and the sound of the horns of the shops along the street came from outside the window.

Lu Yuan leaned on the hard back of the bus seat, stared at the passing street scene outside for a while, and soon heard the announcement of the arrival of the destination station.

He got out of the car through the back door.

The eleven o'clock sunshine in June caught him off guard with bursts of steaming heat.

He crossed the road, then quickly hid under the shadow of the building, and walked straight along a road.

Soon, a small shop with the words "Xinghua Food Store" printed on a red background with white letters came into his sight.

(End of this chapter)