012. Trick 2
“Lu Sheng, why have you lost so much weight…”
In the locker room, Lu Sheng and Liu Qiming were changing into the martial arts uniforms required by the actual combat class.
Lu Sheng, who took off his coat and trousers, showed a body with clear lines and smooth lines like a cheetah.
It’s just a little thinner. This is because of the rapid growth of qi and blood, and the lack of nutritional supplements.
“The hair needs to be cut…”
Lu Sheng looked at his familiar yet unfamiliar face in the mirror.
Thin, handsome, deep and dark eyes occasionally shoot out a light as sharp as a knife.
Even if he just stood there calmly now, it would give people an inexplicable sense of shock.
It makes people feel hairy, just like when ordinary people encounter wild animals such as tigers and leopards in the wild.
This is the result of the increase in qi and blood, and the result of absorbing a lot of dream memories, which Lu Sheng himself hadn’t noticed before.
“I’ve grown a bit taller…”
Lu Sheng put on his martial arts uniform, looked at the sleeves and trouser legs that were obviously a little shorter, and thought silently in his heart.
His previous height was 175. During this period of cultivation, his height soared to nearly 1.8 meters, and the martial arts uniform that fit him immediately became smaller.
After changing clothes, Lu Sheng and Liu Qiming walked into the martial arts hall together.
The entire martial arts hall is very large, and it is divided into pieces made of soft cushions. Each piece of ground is equivalent to a practical training classroom.
There were obviously more than them in the class during this time period. Lu Sheng and Liu Qiming found their own class venue and walked over quickly.
Everyone sat in a circle around the edge of the field, and a middle-aged man with a sturdy physique and his muscles slightly tensed in his loose martial arts uniform stood in the middle.
“This practical lesson is to consolidate the content of basic fighting skills that I taught you before…”
The teacher of the actual combat class is named Zhong Zhenguo. He is an official second-level martial artist. It is said that he has also been on the battlefield and confronted alien beasts head-on.
The huge scar on the right arm that Zhong Zhenguo deliberately exposed is the best proof.
This is also his most proud capital, and he has boasted to the students more than once in class.
Next, Zhong Zhenguo began to formally explain the use of various fighting skills to the students, and also called a boy up to spar with him.
In Lu Sheng’s view, the fighting skills taught by Zhong Zhenguo were simple and superficial, and what he had absorbed from his dream memory was many times better than these.
“Every time I ask Yang Yi to fly up, can’t I give ordinary people a chance? Come on!”
Lu Sheng suddenly heard a sour complaint from Liu Qiming next to him.
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Only then did he notice the boy who was called by Zhong Zhenguo to accompany him to practice martial arts.
The boy’s name is Yang Yifei, his family is good, his martial arts scores are among the top in his grade, and he looks handsome, so he has a certain popularity even in school.
Now, Yang Yifei, who was wearing a white martial arts uniform and cooperated with Zhong Zhenguo’s calmness, attracted the hearts of the girls below.
“You won’t be able to seize the opportunity given you. Even if you use your strength, not everyone can catch Mr. Zhong’s fist.”
Lu Sheng glanced at Liu Qiming and said lightly.
Liu Qiming’s face turned red, and he muttered: “Who made Yang Yifei’s family a good family, and eat all kinds of tonics as food, I heard that the blood value is almost 1.2…”
Liu Qiming looked unconvinced, as if he and Yang Yifei were trained in the same environment, and they would definitely be able to do better than Yang Yifei.
Lu Sheng didn’t talk to him anymore, just watched Zhong Zhenguo and Yang Yifei’s demonstration calmly.
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On the surface, it looks like he is listening carefully, but in fact, Lu Sheng has long been thinking about the scholarship.
When and what method to use, bring this matter up to the teacher….
“Okay, the demonstration is almost done. Next, ask two classmates to come up and fight, and I will guide them alone.”
After Zhong Zhenguo finished the exercise, he casually greeted Yang Yifei who was beside him, “Yang Yifei, don’t go down, find someone else to practice with you.”
“Yes.”
Yang Yifei looked as usual, as if he had long been used to such special treatment.
“Which classmate is willing to come up and fight with Yang Yifei?”
Zhong Zhenguo asked loudly, his eyes swept across, and the students below avoided one after another.
“Is there no one?”
Zhong Zhenguo frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied.
Every time they talk about actual combat exercises, these students cringe, like ostriches, wanting to bury their heads in the ground, so that he can teach them.
Many people said in private that he favored the top students in his class.
These people don’t think about it, every time this happens, apart from top students like Yang Yifei, how many people dare to stand up and accept his guidance?
Many people like to complain that there is no opportunity, but they don’t understand that the opportunity slips away in their retreat again and again.
Zhong Zhenguo’s eyes swept across the students, and his heart gradually became disappointed.
Just when he was about to order someone to come up, he suddenly met a pair of dark and deep eyes.
“Um?!”
Zhong Zhenguo’s eyes lit up, his eyes fell on a thin student with calm eyes.
In the crowd who avoided his gaze, a person who dared to look directly into his eyes suddenly appeared, so striking and abrupt.
“Okay, that classmate, it’s you. Come up and practice against Yang Yifei…”
Zhong Zhenguo pointed to the unusual student and said loudly.
“Lu Sheng, Mr. Zhong called you…”
“Um?!”
Lu Sheng came back to his senses from his thoughts, and suddenly found that he had been targeted by Zhong Zhenguo and asked him to come on stage and practice against Yang Yifei.