Lu En stood in front of a large building, murmured to himself, and stepped inside.
Today is the weekend, and there is no school. Lu En also had half a day of free time. After playing with Xiaokui all morning, he went out for a stroll while the little girl was taking a nap. Of course, he was not aimless, but had his own plans.
.
From Baan to the woman last night, the shadows of fighting and martial arts can be seen in their movements. Together with their strong physical fitness, they can be called humanoid weapons. Therefore, Lu En also wants to try to see if he can reach their level.
kind of degree.
His strength and physique are very strong, but what he lacks is the method to use these advantages and combat experience.
"Sorry, sir, only members are allowed in here."
But as soon as he entered the door, a girl wearing a black short skirt and a decent smile came up to him and said to Lu En.
"I see you have an advertisement hanging outside, welcoming fighting masters to challenge you."
Lu En raised his eyebrows.
"Well...we welcome some famous or real masters to challenge us."
The girl glanced at Lu En's body shape and clothes. The smile on her face remained unchanged, but there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes: "Members of the Elite Fighting Club are not like those actors on TV who can only raise their legs high."
Judging from the clothing, body shape and movements, the girl who has worked in the fighting club for a while can tell at a glance that Lu En has no fighting foundation and comes from a poor family. This further confirms her previous guess.
It is not just a saying on earth that the poor in literature and rich in martial arts are poor. Fighting or martial arts are extremely consuming sports. Adequate nutrition is essential. Sometimes, some precious nourishing drugs are also used, which some middle-class families cannot afford.
Despised.
Lu En rubbed his nose, but seeing the advertisement outside that he could get 10,000 yuan for winning one, he decided not to argue with this girl: "That's right, I am the real master."
"Hahaha!"
Before the girl heard this, before she could say anything, suddenly there was wild laughter behind Lu En. A blond young man who was a head taller than Lu En walked in the door. When he heard this, he burst into laughter: "Kid, this is not a trick.
place!"
This man was tall and had long arms. He stretched out his hand to grab Lu En from a few steps away. He wanted to grab Lu En's clothes and throw him out. Unexpectedly, Lu En didn't even look back. It was like he had eyes on the back of his head.
I took a step forward to avoid his palm.
"Huh?"
The blond young man was a little surprised. He also took a step forward and grabbed Lu En again.
Lu En's face turned slightly cold, and he no longer evaded. Instead, he raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's wrist. His fingers were like iron pliers and tightly controlled. The opponent's little strength was nothing to him.
"Well!"
The young man only felt his wrist tighten, and then he was tightly bound and unable to move. Suddenly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he made a fist with his other hand and hit Lu En's vest!
"Let me go!"
"Be careful!" The girl next to her looked pale and screamed, trying to stop her. She was also an old man in the fighting club and knew how powerful the young man in front of her was. He was a ferocious person who could sometimes send his sparring partner to the hospital!
"Hey, that's interesting!"
Lu En sneered. He found that he, who had superhuman strength, had to restrain most of his strength when he moved his hands, for fear of accidentally injuring others. However, these guys who were far inferior to him instead used all their strength in their moves, hoping to kill them with just two or three punches.
It looks like someone was beaten to death.
Bang!
The girl in the black short skirt only felt her eyes blur, and then there was a dull sound of flesh falling to the ground. The blond young man who was standing behind Lu En had actually flown in front of him, face down.
"this......?"
The girl blinked her eyes and opened her mouth as if she could swallow an apple. She was stunned for a moment before she realized that the black-haired boy actually grabbed the opponent's arm and smashed him from behind to the front like a doll?
"Ahhh!"
The reaction speed of the blond young man was even slower than hers. It took almost ten seconds before he suddenly roared and jumped up from the ground. He covered his nose with his hand. Blood seeped out between his fingers and dripped on the floor.
superior.
"Are you okay?" The girl was startled, and she trembled all over. She ran over to check the injury, but was pushed away by the blond young man. He stared at Lu En and said vaguely: "I
It’s okay, just go and call someone and say someone is here to kick the ball!”
"I didn't expect that I actually misjudged you. You are a real master!"
The young man did not act rashly, and looked at Lu En with solemn eyes. On the contrary, Lu En was a little surprised. This guy was a good person, but his psychological quality was really not bad.
"Who dares to come to our fighting club to cause trouble!!"
Less than three minutes after the girl in the short skirt ran up the stairs in a panic, the sound of chaotic footsteps sounded from the second floor, and then a large group of young men and women wearing blue training uniforms rushed down. At first, a young man with a short haircut had sharp eyes and glanced around.
After walking downstairs twice, he finally landed on Lu En, with a strange expression on his face.
"You said this is the kid who came to play in the gym?"
Although Lu En's body was stronger, he was still small compared to these muscular and burly young men, not to mention his immature face. The words of the slender young man immediately caused a burst of laughter.
"Isn't this a prank by someone?"
"I can beat up ten of these brats!"
"I can fight twenty!"
...
Lu En's expression remained unchanged, he glanced at everyone, and said calmly: "I heard that you challenge the masters, and you will be given 10,000 yuan if you win a game?"
"You are crazy about money!"
"Kid, this is not playing house!"
The students were once again amused by Lu En. This time, a young man simply walked down from the top and looked at Lu En with a smile: "Tell me, who asked you to play the prank? Let me guess, Claude or Tas
?”
"not me!"
"Not me either!"
Two shouts of laughter came from the crowd, and Lu En also chuckled lightly, threw the advertisement he tore off the wall in his hand to the ground, and stepped on it.
"I'm here to challenge!"
The rampant laughter gradually subsided. This provocative gesture made everyone a little angry. The face of the young man who came down changed even more. He moved his shoulders and fingers, and the joints cracked: "You don't know the height of the world, you kid?
Didn't mom teach you not to talk nonsense?"
"Then this can be considered the first scene." Lu En's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp light flashed through them.
"Arrogant!"
The young man roared, suddenly accelerated his steps, and slapped Lu En on the cheek!
Snapped!
A clear slap echoed through the room, and then a figure flew back and hit the stairs with a bang. Lu En retracted his palm and grinned, showing a mouth full of white teeth:
"I'm sorry, I hate the term "kid", and others mention my mother!"