Struggle in the Steam Age

"Huh-" Lawrence put the barbell on the rack and gasped for a few moments before getting up from the stool. According to the middle-aged coach's request, Lawrence had been using bare hands or using various equipment for half an hour. Make a series of actions. Some sweat came out of his face and body, wet the front and back of the sports vest he was wearing now.

"I take back my words. Obviously you have been professionally trained, and you have performed consistent exercises." The middle-aged coach looked at Lawrence with approval and said, and then asked him to remove the rubber from the shelf next to him. Short stick, at the same time he also took a shield from another shelf. "Okay, now test the next item. You attack me with a short stick in your hand."

　　 "Attack you?" Lawrence asked curiously after getting the baton.

　　 "Yes, do your best to attack me." The middle-aged coach nodded. "I am an extraordinary person, so you don't have to worry about hurting me."

　　 "Okay." After hearing these words, Lawrence nodded, and then rushed up with a short stick. It's just that because he hadn't learned any combat methods before, he could only imitate the method on TV and swung the short stick in his hand like a knife.

　　 Ten minutes later, the coach finally stopped Lawrence, and then instructed him to move his arms and legs. Just as Lawrence slapped his body, the coach commented on Lawrence's move just now.

　　 "Very good, as a college student, your body can be said to be very strong." The coach nodded slightly, "But your fighting level is equivalent to zero, so our training needs to start from the most basic."

　　 Lawrence naturally has no objection to this suggestion. In fact, if he wants to, he can get some exercise methods for ordinary people from his adoptive father, but Lawrence has always just immersed himself in learning and did not pay attention to this aspect. And if you want to go now, you will definitely miss this expedition.

　　 "Okay, since you agree, let's introduce each other, you can call me Coach Smith." After speaking, he stretched out a hand.

　　 "Lawrence, please call me Lawrence." Lawrence stretched out his hand and shook Coach Smith, and then asked, "Then how do you plan my training next?"

"It's like this, because your physical fitness is good, so you can save time for physical exercise. Based on your requirements, I am planning to start today from 10:00 to 11:00 every morning and 2:00 pm for the whole week. 00-3:30 for your one-on-one training here."

　　 "Of course, this kind of training is more expensive, and it costs three yuan a day. But I can guarantee that if you follow my requirements, a week is enough to see the obvious effect."

　　 "Yes." Lawrence nodded and went directly to the front desk to pay the money, and then returned to this room to start the first day of training.

　　 Although he has never seen how to fight such things before. But because the previously acquired samurai muscles and bones gave Lawrence a body suitable for combat, he soon got started under the guidance of Coach Smith.

"Yes, yes. If this goes on, I am sure to spend a week to let you master how to fight." After the exercise, the coach applied a special medicated oil to Lawrence's body and massaged him to help him absorb it, and at the same time told him Some notes. "Remember to rest as soon as you go back, and eat more when you eat. It is best to eat more meat."

　　 "Thank you." Although I only taught some very simple combat moves today, Lawrence felt that he was a lot stronger than before. Now he very much hopes that the next training will bring him even greater changes.

　　 After taking a shower and changing clothes in the exclusive bathroom, Lawrence left the fighting club and returned to his residence. On the way back, he bought three breads with beef and cheese and a carton full of vegetable salad to fill his stomach in a food store.

"I feel much more comfortable after eating." Lawrence thought when he returned slowly to his residence. "It's no wonder that there was a saying in the past called the poor, the rich and the military. Such a heavy exercise must have enough calories, otherwise it will be easy to hurt. To the body."

"But it's quite expensive to eat like this. A meal costs 24 cents. Fortunately, this training only lasts for seven days, and at the same time I got a lot of money from Baron Gonzalez before. Otherwise, this way of eating. Economically, I cannot bear it."

　　 For the next few days, Lawrence came here on time every day to learn fighting. What Coach Smith taught him was a fighting technique practiced by elite military units. This fighting technique has the advantages of simple action, high lethality, and good versatility. Only this top fighting club will be allowed to teach this technique.

　　Of course, this fighting technique is not without its shortcomings. The biggest shortcoming is that it requires a lot of physical fitness. For example, Lawrence's current physical fitness can be regarded as very good among ordinary people, but when learning this set of fighting skills, he can barely learn the basic part.

　　 Even so, after seven days have passed, Lawrence can feel that his level of unarmed and dagger fighting is no less than that of soldiers who have been trained for several months in the previous life. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is just lacking in experience.

　　 In addition to this improvement in fighting skills, Lawrence has another important gain in these seven days of training, that is, through the learning of fighting, he has thoroughly mastered the talent of samurai muscles.

　　 Samurai muscles and bones themselves are a kind of physical strengthening talent related to battle, so after seven days of corresponding learning, Lawrence successfully developed the true potential of this talent. Of course, he was also embarrassed to find that he used this talent before like a baboon wielding a rifle as a stick.

　　 "I will take a good rest for the next three days so that I can greet this adventure in the best condition." Lawrence thought when he walked down the steps from the fighting club on the last afternoon. "At this time, it is necessary to learn to combine work and rest, not to practice hard when you are nervous, so that you can't use your energy when you really play."

　　 After going to the roadside food store that he visited a few days ago to add food as usual, Lawrence walked slowly towards his residence. Because the club and the residence are the distance between the three or four station road, he has always chosen to walk back to the residence during this period. On the one hand, he can digest his food after eating, and on the other hand, he can see this magical world.

The whole city as a whole is very similar to the street scenes of those cities in the earliest video records of humans seen from video websites in the previous life, but occasionally I encounter very few inhuman creatures on the road and some magical creatures led by wealthy people. They kept reminding him that this is not the earth.

　　 With a little emotion, Lawrence turned from the main street to the small road leading to the tavern as usual. It was just that after he walked forward for a while as usual, he suddenly heard a mess of footsteps coming from behind, quickly approaching him.