My life has the gift of growth.

Chapter 30 Lucky Day

"Ouch!" A scream resounded through the hall. The old man flew several meters away, landed on his butt, and lay down on the side of the ring. He held his twisted right thigh with both hands, and his chrysanthemum face twisted together in pain as he wailed:
"The leg is broken, the leg is broken, someone is coming, someone is coming."

The old man tilted his mouth and burst into tears in pain. As soon as he stretched out his vaginal foot, Bai Yu kicked him faster and hit his thigh, and then his leg was broken.

The referee suppressed his laughter and blew the whistle. The old man had just "returned to the sun" and became twenty years younger. Now Bai Yu gave him a quick and accurate kick and kicked him back to thirty years old. Now it is difficult for the old man to even turn over.

The medical staff came on stage and put the old man on a stretcher, preparing to send him to the hospital. The injury must not be handled at the scene.

At this time, the old man who was about to leave suddenly thought of something. He endured the pain, pointed at Bai Yu and shouted:
"Referee, why don't you give him a red card? He's trying to kill someone. My legs were broken by the kick! You want me to win!"

The referee turned around and explained indifferently: "You wanted to kick me in the crotch. Candidate A2 counterattacked reasonably and complied with the rules of the arena."

But the old man couldn't listen at all, and started to make nonsense, "You were targeting me from the beginning! You are in the same group, I want to complain to you, complain to you, there is a shady story in this game."

"If you make an on-site complaint, you can go to Hall 12, please do it yourself."

As he spoke, the referee deliberately glanced at the old man's thigh, then blew the whistle again and said loudly: "Arena 2, winner A2."

"You~you~"

The old man pointed at the referee and was so angry that he wanted to stand up from the stretcher.

But as soon as his legs moved, intense pain surged into his heart, and his breathing became rapid. Finally, he opened his mouth wide and "clucked" twice before passing out.

"Sure enough, martial arts like Huiyang put a huge burden on the body, especially after relaxing."

Bai Yu thought about it and saw the old man who was sent away urgently and walked down the ring.

Soon, the other six games also ended uniformly, and everyone in Team A was reunited.

"Brother, you're hiding everything! You're so awesome! We sent that Lao Deng to the hospital directly, haha!" the middle-aged man with a beard said to Bai Yu.

The others also laughed out loud, the old man left, and now all of them got a free win.

"It's true that it relieves the anger, but that Lao Deng has the strength of Industry 6. Brother, how did you do it?" The tattooed young man asked curiously.

They were all playing and it was hard to be distracted except to see the old man being carried away on a stretcher.

"I know, I took a look from the side. Lao Deng wanted to make a sneak attack, but the warrior kicked his leg off with a "click". He cried for his father and mother in pain on the spot. I guess Lao Deng will have to think carefully if he wants to come here in the future."

Another young man said and gestured to the injured location, and everyone laughed again.

After a short break, the game continued. Bai Yu never encountered another opponent like the old man. The progress bar of "The Way of the Other" successfully increased by 6 points, and was only 27 points away from completion.

The people of Team A are also playing more and more smoothly. They win extremely easily against opponents who have been defeated by Bai Yu.

"Brother, who are you? If you don't come from a family of martial arts masters, I wouldn't believe your style of fighting. You are not at the same level as us." The bearded man sighed.

The tattooed young man didn't think much about it, and said boldly: "Brother, you take Fei Fei, let's go, I will treat you to dinner at noon, half a pound of exotic animal meat."

"Please, too."

"Take me one."

Several other people who were promoted also spoke one after another.

"No." Bai Yu refused and looked at Han Yingying who was still waiting.

"Okay, I understand, and the last question is, will you still come to advance to the tier level next month?"

After the tattooed young man asked, the people who had already been promoted and the referees on the field all looked over.

Bai Yu is like a diamond at the bronze level. Where Bai Yu is assigned, the probability of winning is higher.

"It will come." Bai Yu affirmed. There are not many formal amateur martial arts competitions, and the promotion competition is the most stable one. If he wants to complete [The Way of the Other], he will definitely not miss it.

"Okay, then it depends on luck." The tattooed young man said optimistically.

"What are you thinking about? Can your force field strength reach the level of Industry 7 in one month?" The bearded man mercilessly shattered the tattooed young man's fantasy.

The tattooed young man was stunned, the smile on his face disappeared, and he touched his head, "That's right, then we'll see you again."

Others are also a little disappointed. When Bai Yu goes to take the 7th exam next month, their force field is not strong enough and they cannot participate in the fight. It is impossible for something like this to happen again today, and this is why they and Bai Yu are like this. The only intersection between "children of aristocratic families" in martial arts.

"Goodbye."

Bai Yu turned around and left without explaining the label the bearded man put on him.

He is just an example among civilians. What he said cannot inspire this group of adults who have experienced reality, nor can it change this divided world. It is better to maintain the stereotype and everyone will be comforted.

After leaving the Shenglong Martial Arts Arena, Bai Yu and Han Yingying had lunch outside and then went to the school's martial arts room.

There was still no one in the martial arts room. Bai Yu checked Han Yingying's recent learning results and was very satisfied. Han Yingying had an impression of the martial arts skills that others had used once in the ring and could barely use them. All that was left was to practice more.
So, he accompanied Han Yingying to recover from the preliminary competition of the martial arts exchange competition, including the situation at that time and what mistakes the opponent made. Han Yingying was also very talented in fighting. She could draw inferences from one instance and gradually transform the learned martial arts into combat effectiveness instead of empty airs.

Before leaving in the afternoon, Bai Yu asked Han Yingying to punch the punch machine again.
The ticking victory music sounded, and the conspicuous red number surpassed the previous record of "1021kg" and finally stopped at "1161kg".

In two weeks, the base strength increased by 10%, which meant that Han Yingying's force field strength also increased by at least 10%.

Bai Yu couldn't help but nodded as he looked at it. With such a growth rate, Han Yingying would basically be able to fight alongside him by the time she reaches Wugao.

Han Yingying was as good as ever, Bai Yu was happy, and so was she. Then she said something even happier:

"Mom is going to close the shop for a day off tomorrow. The four of us can go shopping together and celebrate our birthday together in the evening."

"Well, as long as you are happy." Bai Yu said.

Tomorrow is Zhou Yulan's birthday, and he was asked to go shopping with her.

Now Wang Xin and Han Yingying will also join. When the time comes, the three women will act together, which will be enough for him.

However, this is also a rare family time, and he can see smiles on three people's faces at the same time, which is more important than "not liking shopping".

On Sunday morning, the two families gathered together, and Bai Yu got the most calls in his life.

"Feather, come and try on this coat. Well, it's so handsome. He deserves to be my son. Come on, try this coat again."

"Bai Yu, do you think Yingying looks good in this short skirt? It goes with these boots."

"Feather, go and grab a doll for mom. I want a pink one."

"White Feather."

"feather."

When the four of them returned to Lantian Community in the evening, it was already 8 o'clock, but it was not over yet. Zhou Yulan's -year-old cake had not yet been cut.

Turning off the lights and lighting candles, Zhou Yulan began to make a wish.

At this time, Bai Yu's cell phone suddenly vibrated, and a call came over.
He picked it up and took a look. The first moment he wanted to hang up, it was a harassing call, but the second moment he looked from right to left, it was his phone number.

"Do you have the money ability?"

He thought of someone, walked to the window, pressed answer, and an anxious female voice came from the receiver:
　Sorry, it's so out of context. When I saw the time, it was already 11:56, so I had to post it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)