Chapter 27 Then Come and Hit Me

Lu Yuan nodded to the girl, thanked her, and then turned to walk to the second floor of the martial arts hall.

He said hello to Cheng Peng and said that he was going to practice for a while longer, and told Cheng Peng not to wait for him and to go back first.

This was Lu Yuan's first time to go to the second floor.

There was a photo frame hanging every few steps on the stairs leading from the first floor to the second floor, and on the walls on both sides of the corridor on the second floor.

The photo frames were almost all photos of martial arts students holding trophies after winning awards in fighting competitions.

Lu Yuan looked at them one by one.

Some of these photos were awarded in the city, some in the province, and the highest was a national-level competition.

However, the person in the photo who was holding the third place trophy and belt and smiling brightly did not seem to be wearing clothes from the Yuan martial arts hall.

"He..."

Lu Yuan read out the words printed on the person's clothes.

This photo also looked very old, and the edges were slightly yellowed.

"Was the former name of the Yuan martial arts hall called He something martial arts hall?"

Lu Yuan guessed while looking at the photo.

At this time, a slightly majestic voice sounded from behind him.

"What are you doing here?"

Lu Yuan turned around hurriedly and saw a man of medium build in his thirties standing more than ten meters away, looking at him expressionlessly.

Lu Yuan recognized the identity of this man at a glance.

He was the coach named Qin from Cheng Peng's class who gave him a great sense of oppression when he first came to the martial arts hall to audit.

It was also because Cheng Peng said that he had a record of knocking away a fist pile weighing hundreds of kilograms with one punch that aroused Lu Yuan's strong interest in practicing martial arts.

"Hello, Coach Qin."

Lu Yuan raised the application form in his hand and explained, "I am a student in Coach Lin Zhiqin's class, and I am here to ask Coach Lin for his signature."

"Oh."

The man's expression eased slightly, and he walked to Lu Yuan in a few steps.

"What are you signing? Let me see."

"Oh."

Lu Yuan handed over the application form respectfully, but secretly said in his heart: So fast!

Without seeing how the other party moved, he came to him in a flash from a distance of more than ten meters, just like the description in the novel of "shrinking the earth into an inch"!

Of course, the truth is definitely not that exaggerated, it should be because the other party's agility attribute or footwork level is very high.

Is this the strength of a professional martial artist?

Lu Yuan secretly exclaimed.

"Formal disciple assessment application form?"

The man looked at the form, glanced at Lu Yuan, and asked casually: "How long have you been in the martial arts hall?"

"One month and one week."

Lu Yuan answered honestly.

"Have you practiced the three basics? Have you measured your fist strength? How much?"

The man asked one question after another.

Lu Yuan guessed that he was helping Lin Zhiqin to review himself.

It's like you are called to the office by a teacher, and you accidentally run into the class teacher in the office. The class teacher will definitely catch you and interrogate you - "Why are you here?" "Did you hand in your homework or eat in class?" "Did you pass this exam last time?"

It's almost the same principle.

Lu Yuan answered honestly: "I've tested my punching power, and it's over 100. I feel I've practiced the three basics well, but I'll have to let Coach Lin judge."

"Yeah."

The man nodded, returned the application form to Lu Yuan, pointed forward, and said: "Go forward to the second to last office, Coach Lin should be inside, go ahead."

"Thank you, Coach Qin."

Lu Yuan politely said goodbye to the man, turned around and walked straight forward in the direction the man pointed.

After two or three seconds, the feeling of someone watching him from behind gradually disappeared.

Wait until he reached the door of the office the man mentioned.

Before knocking on the door, Lu Yuan turned his head and looked in the direction he came from.

The man's figure had long disappeared.

Looking carefully, the old photo he had just seen seemed to be gone, and there was an empty space on the wall for no reason.

"What did he take the photo for?"

Lu Yuan was puzzled.

But he didn't think about it carefully, and he should do his own thing first.

Reached out and knocked on the door.

Lin Zhiqin's voice soon came from inside.

"Come in."

Lu Yuan pushed the door open and went in.

He saw a small office.

There was only a desk, a coffee table, and a fist pole in the corner.

There were some green plants in front of the window, but they were basically wilted, with yellow leaves. It was probably because they hadn't been watered for a long time.

Lin Zhiqin was sitting on the sofa in front of the coffee table in the office smoking, and the ashtray in front of him was full of cigarette butts.

When Lu Yuan entered the door, he was just extinguishing a cigarette in his hand.

"Who are you?"

Lin Zhiqin frowned at Lu Yuan.

"Lu Yuan, I'm your student, Coach Lin."

Lu Yuan found that Lin Zhiqin was indeed unreliable.

He was at least an outstanding student in the class, but Lin Zhiqin didn't even have any impression of him.

Obviously, let alone other people.

No wonder the class became more and more perfunctory, and those who signed up for his class were unlucky.

If I didn't have a professional panel and work hard enough, the 10,000 yuan tuition fee paid by my father Lu Xinghua would have been wasted long ago.

"Lu...Yuan...Oh, I remember."

Lin Zhiqin's face showed a "sudden realization", and he didn't know whether he really remembered it.

He picked up the cigarette box on the coffee table, took out a cigarette from it and lit it again, and asked Lu Yuan: "What do you want to ask me?"

"I want to apply for the formal disciple assessment, so I came to ask you, Coach Lin, to sign."

Lu Yuan said, handing over the application form in his hand.

Lin Zhiqin didn't even look at it, his indifferent eyes looked up and down at Lu Yuan through the slowly spreading cigarette smoke.

"If I remember correctly, you seem to have only been in class for a month?

And there shouldn’t be any foundation before. "

"yes."

Lu Yuan nodded, looked at Lin Zhiqin without hesitation, and said in a serious tone: "But my boxing power has exceeded 100 kilograms now, and I think I have practiced the three basic techniques well."

"Ah......"

Lin Zhiqin couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"You said your punching strength exceeded 100 kilograms?"

"Yes. Come to the coach and you just took the test downstairs."

"Then hit me."

Lin Zhiqin stood up from behind the coffee table with a cigarette in his hand and a funny look on his face.

He walked up to Lu Yuan and waved to him, "Punch me and let me feel the power of your punch.

Don’t worry, feel free to go ahead and fight, don’t worry about me..."

"call--"

The sound of fists tearing through the air.

Before Lin Zhiqin could finish a word, Lu Yuan's fist had already hit him hard in the face.

"Coach, be careful."

Lu Yuan's reminder was only spoken after he punched.

Underneath the expression of eagerness to try, he was really ruthless.

His father, Lu Xinghua, managed to squeeze out 10,000 yuan to enroll him in classes when his family was in such a difficult situation.

Lin Zhiqin, as a coach, you are always late, leave early, or don’t come at all!

There were ten classes in total, and at least six of them were for us to practice freely!

Beat you?

I'm going to hit you!

"boom!"

A slight muffled sound.

Lu Yuan's fist was firmly pinched by Lin Zhiqin's right hand, but his body also took a small step back.

At this time, the smile on Lin Zhiqin's face had completely disappeared, replaced by a deep sense of astonishment.

He stared blankly at Lu Yuan.

Her eyes looked as if she had just begun to truly recognize him from this moment on.

"Sorry coach, I didn't hurt you."

Lu Yuan gently withdrew his fist from Lin Zhiqin's hand and scratched his head "embarrassingly".

"No, of course not...how could you hurt me."

Lin Zhiqin recovered from his shock.

He muttered a few words.

Suddenly, he threw away the cigarette in his hand and stared at Lu Yuan with bright eyes.

That expression...

It's like accidentally pushing aside a pile of gravel in front of you, only to discover a sparkling diamond underneath!

"quick!

Show me the three basic methods I taught you in class! "

Lin Zhiqin kept urging Lu Yuan in a hurried tone.