Chapter 43 Rules

The application for home-schooling went more smoothly than Lu Yuan expected.

After several teachers in the office gave Lu Yuan several questions, the head teacher simply agreed to his application.

Unexpectedly, he did not notify his family, but required him to come back to school every three days.

Lu Yuan felt as if he had been pardoned. For the first time in two years of high school, he felt that his head teacher was so reasonable and cute.

He wanted to hug him and smack his bald forehead.

After the physics class, Lu Yuan went back to the classroom to pack up his things.

When Cheng Peng asked, "Lu Yuan, did the head teacher really give you leave?"

Lu Yuan kept moving his hands, glanced at him, and replied, "Yes! Just wait until the final exam to take the exam."

Suddenly, there was a lot of low shouts around.

"I really fucked his DJ.

The final exam is coming soon, and you can still give you two weeks off. I... I..."

Cheng Peng was so envious that his eyes were almost red.

"Do you have to be so arrogant when you are the second in the grade?"

"Brother."

Lu Yuan patted Cheng Peng on the shoulder and comforted him earnestly: "When you reach my level...you will understand."

After that, Lu Yuan picked up his schoolbag in a chic manner and left in the eyes of envy and admiration.

When he walked to the door of the classroom, a pink hairpin happened to block his way.

The little girl hesitated, as if she had something to say to Lu Yuan.

Unfortunately, Lu Yuan did not give her a chance, and said "get out of the way", and walked around Ling Yue.

It seems that he can still feel the resentful eyes behind him.

"I don't want to fall in love!"

Lu Yuan went straight to the largest bookstore in the city after leaving the school gate.

He spent an afternoon in the bookstore, flipping through all the textbooks for the second half of the year, and studying a few subjects that will only be involved in college.

Even if he took time to read a book for more than an hour.

The experience gained from brushing on the [Student] career panel in an afternoon is much more than that in school.

"It should have been done long ago."

11 points of intelligence made Lu Yuan completely different from ordinary high school students in terms of IQ.

Self-study is indeed more suitable for him than receiving education in school.

Lu Yuan looked at the time and ate something in front of the bookstore, then took the bus to Yuanwuguan.

........

"Come again!"

"Stop!"

Lin Zhiqin suddenly called a halt, ending Lu Yuan's training, and frowned and called him over.

"Why did you regress so much today?

Is your injury yesterday still not healed?"

He pulled Lu Yuan's martial arts uniform and saw the marks of the plaster underneath, and couldn't help asking: "The healing massage on the second floor is useless to you?"

"No, it works very well."

Lu Yuan said with a "guilty" feeling: "I went home last night and practiced for a while.

I accidentally... practiced too much."

"Practice more? Which move can you practice to be like this?

Practice for me to see."

Lin Zhiqin looked at Lu Yuan expressionlessly.

Lu Yuan obediently practiced the Crane Posture.

Without the blessing of level 3 [Absolute Concentration], he could not continue after only the fifteenth movement.

But he did not notice that Lin Zhiqin's expression changed from calm, to slightly moved, to shocked, complicated, and finally returned to a calm state.

"Don't practice anymore today, and cancel the actual combat training."

Lin Zhiqin thought for a while and said, "You go upstairs now, I'll have someone arrange a medicinal bath for you."

"Medicinal bath?"

Twenty minutes later.

Lu Yuan was soaking in a large steaming wooden barrel.

The mouth of the wooden barrel was sealed with a lid, leaving only a hole for his head to stick out.

The hot steam was steaming, and Lu Yuan could not see what was mixed in the water. He could only smell the strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

"Coach."

Lu Yuan looked at Lin Zhiqin standing next to him.

Lin Zhiqin just said, "Just soak here until the water is cold, and then go home by yourself."

"Oh."

Lu Yuan watched Lin Zhiqin leave, and he was the only one left in the room.

It felt like countless little bugs were constantly trying to get into my body while I was soaking in the hot water.

It was numb and itchy, and there was also some inexplicable comfort.

"It seems that my treatment has been upgraded again..."

Lu Yuan was bored and began to rub the mud on his body, armpits, and soles of his feet.

After rubbing his whole body, it seemed that the pain was no longer so severe.

The hot water was still hot, and he fell asleep in a daze.

When Lu Yuan woke up, he looked up at the clock on the wall and found that it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

"Damn it, I forgot to send a message to my mother!"

Lu Yuan hurriedly stood up from the bucket, and the water in it had naturally cooled down.

He didn't bother to rinse, put on his clothes and ran out the door in a hurry.

Lin Zhiqin walked out of the next room silently.

Looking at Lu Yuan's back running away, his eyes flickered slightly.

Suddenly.

The phone rang.

"Hello."

"Lin Zhiqin, your daughter is lying in the hospital now. You, as a father, don't care about anything, right?

You still hang out in your crappy martial arts gym every day... woo woo woo..."

Listening to the sound of a woman crying on the other end of the phone.

Lin Zhiqin frowned, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll come over now."

........

"Awesome! Really awesome!"

In the bedroom, Lu Yuan punched the air in front of him continuously, making a whirring sound.

His face was filled with surprise and disbelief.

The effect of this medicinal bath tonight was much stronger than the previous two massages.

It had only been a short time since he took the bath, and the lacerations on his body seemed to have healed.

Lu Yuan tried to practice the Crane Post again.

This time, he actually did the sixteenth movement in one breath before he could not hold on and stopped.

Perhaps the healed muscle tissue became stronger, and the pain was also reduced a lot.

Lu Yuan did not dare to jump too much.

At night, he was honest and did not do any extra training. He lay in bed early to "play" the consciousness war.

Now the middle-aged man in the rain alley scene has become less and less threatening and helpful to him in actual combat. Lu Yuan put more energy on Lin Zhiqin and Qin Feng.

Normal actual combat + death-seeking actual combat.

Take turns.

Anyway, death in the consciousness space has no effect on him.

Maybe he will die...

One day he will suddenly have an epiphany?

Lu Yuan's life became regular.

After he didn't have to go to school, he still got up early every morning.

In the morning, he practiced at the martial arts gym, in the afternoon, he went to the bookstore or library, and in the evening, he received individual instruction from Lin Zhiqin.

He didn't hide the fact that he was studying at home from his family.

After he told his parents about the pros and cons, his father Lu Xinghua didn't say anything. His mother Zheng Qiuling was more conservative and thought it was inappropriate, but she just nagged him a few times and let it go.

In a blink of an eye.

Ten days passed.

In a combat training room on the first floor of Yuanwu Hall.

Lin Zhiqin, dressed in casual clothes, stood expressionless.

A white figure attacked him like a hurricane.

The whip kick broke through the air, bringing with it bursts of sharp wind, like a battle axe splitting the air.

But these attacks fell on Lin Zhiqin, but they were like rain falling on a sandbank, silently dissolved, and didn't cause any movement.

Suddenly.

Lin Zhiqin raised his hand suddenly.

The palm of his hand pressed accurately on the white shadow.

The latter immediately flew backwards like a kite with broken wings.

He flew a full seven or eight meters before falling on the cushion.