Chapter 45: Knightly Manners

Lin Zhiqin left directly after Lu Yuan chose the mask.

Lu Yuan waited alone until 8:15, and then a staff member wearing the club's uniform knocked on the door and walked in, notifying him to play immediately.

Lu Yuan took a deep breath and stood up from his position.

He tried to calm down.

But from the first step, uncontrollable restlessness burst out from my heart bit by bit.

In the short one-minute journey from the lounge to the fighting arena, Lu Yuan seemed to have returned to the time when he had just traveled through time.

He studied hard for a month using the career panel and took the school's monthly test for the first time.

That kind of...

expect.

nervous.

perturbed.

excited.

fear...

And extremely eager to prove myself with a beautiful victory!

Proving that his hard work for so long has not been in vain.

"When I win this battle..."

Lu Yuan walked up the first step to the huge arena.

Lines and clips from certain movies and comics began to come to mind.

"...I will wipe my bloody sword carefully.

Throw roses to the ground beneath your feet. "

"...I will smile and extend a hand of forgiveness and kindness to the opponent I knocked down.

Save him from the mire of failure. "

"I will praise everything in this world..."

"this.......

That’s all I have…”

"...the manners of a knight."

Finished the last step.

Lu Yuan's heart was already filled with joyful fighting spirit.

And when he stepped on the last step to the stage, he saw his opponent standing in front of him.

But his eyes couldn't help but freeze.

He saw a burly figure nearly two meters tall.

Dark skin and exaggeratedly developed muscles.

The body hair is as hairy as a chimpanzee's.

There was also the familiar vest, and the dragon mask on his face that caught his eye at first sight!

"What a coincidence?!"

Lu Yuan was startled for a moment.

Then a joyful and heartfelt smile appeared on the face behind the mask involuntarily.

The beautiful picture in my mind was shattered in less than a second.

Lu Yuan sighed softly under the mask.

"Screw that chivalry!"

"This wave... this wave should be called - Heaven's way of reincarnation, who will your father and I spare?"

In an instant, the fighting spirit in his chest grew wildly like summer weeds.

.........

"...I hope you two can bring everyone a fair, just and friendly showdown."

"Game start."

The lifeless referee read out the same rules and officially announced the start of this duel.

The strong man in a vest standing less than five meters across from Lu Yuan obviously recognized Lu Yuan.

Although he didn't see what mask Lu Yuan chose.

But Lu Yuan's body shape and clothing still left an impression on him.

"What a coincidence, boy."

The eyes behind the dragon mask narrowed and seemed to be smiling.

The strong man in the vest raised his two furry fists and touched his chest lightly, as if he was about to tear Lu Yuan into pieces at any time.

"Remember what I told you before?"

"On stage...be careful of being beaten to death!"

The tone of the strong man in the vest suddenly became ferocious, his arms suddenly spread out, and the whole person seemed like a dark cloud quickly covering Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's eyes were calm.

But his body was trembling slightly with excitement.

"Get up!"

He turned around and kicked sideways. His right foot was like a whip, and he kicked hard at the strong man in the vest.

This was the first probing attack he used most, was best at, and was the most comfortable during more than ten consecutive days of actual combat training with Lin Zhiqin.

"boom!"

This kick landed firmly on the left arm of the strong man in the vest.

The strong man in the vest shook his body slightly and moved half a step to the side.

"Are you tickling me?"

The strong man smiled ferociously. After receiving Lu Yuan's side kick, he seemed to have figured out the details of Lu Yuan's strength and felt completely relieved.

His right arm suddenly reached forward and pressed directly on the door facing Luyuan.

Lu Yuan crossed his arms to block, and firmly caught the strong man's palm.

The body sank slightly.

"Let's see how many times you can take it!"

The strong man roared, and punched his left fist fiercely, like a cannonball.

Unfortunately, Lu Yuan easily dodged it with a backward slide.

The strong man punched continuously, but Lu Yuan's figure was as flexible as a swallow, and no punch could touch his body.

"You only know how to hide?! Trash!"

The strong man cursed fiercely, stopped punching with his arms, turned slightly sideways, and trotted towards Luyuan in a charging-like posture.

unexpected.

This time the road was far away but there was no retreat.

The whole person stood quietly, looking at the strong man with gentle eyes, as if looking at a poorly made ornament.

"Physique 11, Strength 11, Agility 9...Intelligence may be negligible."

"The battle...is over."

Lu Yuan took a deep breath, and his "gentle" eyes suddenly became sharp in the next second.

Like a pair of knives suddenly unsheathed.

"Tomahawk style!"

The handsome face under the mask suddenly became violent.

Lu Yuan suddenly jumped up and kicked the vest-wearing man in the face.

This kick tore through the air, and the speed was so fast that it almost formed an afterimage, bringing with it a whirring and sharp kick wind.

It was completely different from the first kick he had just kicked.

It was like a sharp battle axe that chopped from bottom to top!

The axe blade was raised, and the bloody breath was shaken out.

The vest-wearing man who was rushing forward didn't even react, and was kicked hard in the chin.

"Crack-"

"Bang!"

The dragon mask exploded, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, splashing everywhere like raindrops.

The burly figure of nearly two meters in height was kicked by Lu Yuan dozens of centimeters in the air!

12 points of strength.

Even if it is a fist force to explode, it can easily reach more than 200 kilograms!

Not to mention the legs.

There is also the blessing of lv3 advanced leg technique!

Even if the one standing in front of him was a real long-haired gorilla...

Lu Yuan was confident that he could kick it up into the air!

Before the vest-wearing muscular man landed on the ground, Lu Yuan's next leg had already broken through the air again.

Another raised battle axe!

The sharp leg technique learned from the middle-aged man in the rain alley was fully demonstrated on Lu Yuan at this moment.

A violent attack.

This was a carnival of battle axes!

The following scene was at least in line with Lu Yuan's expectations before going on stage.

—— Blood-red roses, sprinkled all over the ground........

........

The second floor underground.

In the bathroom.

Under the dim incandescent light.

Lu Yuan scooped up clean water and splashed it on his cheeks again and again.

Lin Zhiqin lit a cigarette, faced the mirror, and calmly asked Lu Yuan, who was washing his face in front of the sink.

"How do you feel about going to the competition arena for the first time?"

Lu Yuan wiped the water stains on his face, tightened the faucet and lifted his body.

"It feels good."

He took a deep breath and answered slowly.

At the same time, he looked at himself in the mirror.

There seemed to be a flame in those black eyes that had not yet completely burned out.

"You are born to practice martial arts. When I first went to the fighting stage, my legs almost trembled even when I stood.

You are much better than me..."

Lin Zhiqin shook off the cigarette ash, with a bit of praise and emotion in his tone.

"I think your strength seems to have increased again?"

"Maybe, I have been training hard recently, and my height has increased a lot..."

"You played well in today's game. Although the opponent is not strong, he has an advantage in size.

It's good that you can defeat him so easily.

You are also full of momentum.

In martial arts, the most important thing is momentum..."

Lin Zhiqin faithfully fulfilled his duties as a coach and gave Lu Yuan a post-fight summary.

Lu Yuan listened carefully.

After Lin Zhiqin finished speaking, he nodded and said seriously, "I'll remember it."

Lin Zhiqin showed a bit of satisfaction on his face, took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, and put it out.

He then took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Lu Yuan.

"Today's bonus, five thousand. You count it."

"No need."

Lu Yuan reached out to take the envelope, and the water stains on his hands wet the envelope, revealing the layers of green inside.

Lu Yuan's heart suddenly surged with excitement, and his expression was also dazed.

I didn't expect that one day he could make money with his fists.

And five thousand at a time.

It's enough for the family's small shop to make a living for half a month.

If my parents knew about this...

They would definitely break my legs.