ACultivator'sCampusLife

Chapter 46 Martial Arts Competition

Early the next morning, Lu Yao still got up early to cultivate.

After returning from Yunwu Mountain, Lu Yao never stopped his cultivation. After this practical application, he found that he had made a great breakthrough in the performance of Poti Fist.

His flow of strength was no longer limited to the previous practice of Leaf Picking, which barely concentrated the strength on a single arm or finger. Instead, Lu Yao was able to thoroughly rotate the strength around the whole body, strengthening all the meridians and bones of the body.

This morning, as Lu Yao continued to practice Poti Fist, he gradually had a warm feeling all over his body, and there was a bit of faint black substance oozing from every pore of the skin, giving off a faint stinking smell.

When Lu Yao was able to first practice Tuiyun Hand to a certain extent, the pores of his whole body were like small springs, which constantly drained the excess things out of his body in the form of water. But it was just something similar to sweat with a trace of impurities, rather than a layer of black substance as it was now.

And as now, the materialized black substance was discharged directly from the body, which only appeared the last time when Lu Yao was purifying the body with the help of Secondary Xuanyuan Liquid. This indicated that Lu Yao could now purify his body by cultivating Poti Fist. There was no need to use external substances such as Secondary Xuanyuan Liquid to purify his body.

From borrowing foreign objects to using self-cultivation to remove impurities in the body, this was a process from quantitative change to qualitative change. So Lu Yao was in a particularly good mood today.

The cultivation of Poti Fist began to bring about such changes to the body. Lu Yao believed that as long as he persisted in cultivation for a little longer, he should be able to touch the threshold of Ru Dao of Refining the Body and Strengthening the Skin.

Lu Yao clenched his teeth and continued to cultivate. Slowly over time, the warm feeling of the whole body gradually disappeared, and the layer of black substance also gradually hardened, which was attached to his body like black tights.

Lu Yao knew that today's practice had reached the limit of his cultivation, and further cultivation would not have much effect. If he continued to cultivate forcefully, it would be counterproductive.

Lu Yao checked the time. It was almost time to go to school. Lu Yao stopped cultivating, took a cold shower in the bathroom, dressed up, and went to school.

Now Lu Yao's spirit had changed a lot with the improvement of his capability. When he opened his books, he would soon be able to enter a state of selfless learning, so his learning efficiency was very high now.

He had read all the high school textbooks twice. Except for some examination questions that required skills and grammar, theoretical things would not puzzle him anymore.

When confronting Brother Tiger in Yunwu Mountain this time, if it had not been for the former cultivation of Mixed Spirit King Kong Skills and the purifying effect of Secondary Xuanyuan Liquid to make his skin and bones stronger, with Lu Yao's actual combat experience, he would not have been able to even persist a round turn and would have come to a dead end.

This was like a swift horse with unparalleled talent and a strong blood heritage but no experience of running thousands of miles. When it embarked on a journey, if it did not know how to distribute its physical strength or find the right direction and just kept running forward, it might be totally exhausted and still not be able to reach the destination.

Therefore, when classes were over, Lu Yao did not go home immediately but went to Tianxin martial arts school.

"Lu Yao is here!"

As soon as Lu Yao entered the gate of the martial arts school, he saw Wang Ping's assistant, Miss Huang, standing up from the sofa next to the front desk to greet him.

Last time, although Miss Huang sent Lu Yao away from the martial arts school, Lu Yao did not pay attention to her appearance. When he came to the martial arts school again in a very relaxed state of mind today, he found for the first time that she was actually very beautiful.

This was a kind of mature beauty that was completely different from that of Huang Ruoyun or Lin Jiayi.

Her hair was dyed into light wine red and fell like a waterfall on her shoulders. Under the light of the setting sun, her hair looked very good. Her face wore light makeup. Her lips were slightly thick in light pink lipstick.

A black professional suit set off her hot figure perfectly. Her breast was plump while her waist was slim. Her buttocks were slightly warped. She also wore a pair of not-so-exaggerated white stilettos, which made her look like a perfect model of modern professional women.

Fortunately, Lu Yao's reaction was fast enough. He quickly adjusted his state of mind. To tell the truth, even in the face of the murderous Qian Hu and his party, Lu Yao had never had such an reaction. So now it was rare for him to be a little absent-minded because of an assistant.

"Assistant Huang, is Brother Wang Ping there?" Lu Yao asked hurriedly.

"Yes, come with me!" After taking a look at Lu Yao, Assistant Huang warmly beckoned him to walk beside her and then said, "In fact, Coach Wang expected that you would come to him today, so he specially asked me to wait for you at the door!"

Lu Yao didn't feel strange when he heard what Assistant Huang said.

Soon the two came to the door of a more private gym. After Assistant Huang knocked rhythmically on the door, the door was opened from the inside.

"Hey, Lu Yao, it's you. Come on in!" It was Buick who opened the door. When he saw Lu Yao, he greeted him warmly and said, "Assistant Huang, you can go ahead and mind your own business. I'll call you if we need any help!"

Lu Yao also turned back and nodded politely to Assistant Huang behind him, and then he followed Buick into the room.

After entering the room, Lu Yao found that unlike other gyms outside, there was no fitness equipment such as treadmills but some large strength and wrestling training equipment.

In addition to Buick and Wang Ping, two young people in the room were a bit older than Lu Yao, but Lu Yao had never seen them before.

At this time, the two of them were having a fierce competition, and Wang Ping acted as a referee on the stage.

Lu Yao followed Buick and did not speak. He sat quietly on top of an oversized rubber tire, which was estimated to weigh three or four hundred catties, watching the game.

The game in the ring was not like the general free sparring, which used a variety of tactics and positions to attack, but a kind of fierce boxing in which the two seemed to put their life to wrestle.

Lu Yao was so fascinated that he even kept asking himself in his heart that if he had had such skills and strong body in the face of Qian Hu last time, would he have been able to take Qian Hu down easily?

The game lasted for about half an hour, and there was no one winning out in the game. But it could be seen that both men had done their best, standing separately in the opposite corners of the ring and gasping for breath with their hands on their knees.

Wang Ping asked the two men some questions and terminated the game.

Lu Yao watched Wang Ping walk in the direction of himself and Buick, so he jumped off the tire and greeted him.

"You are here!"

"Yes!"

As Assistant Huang said, Wang Ping believed that Lu Yao would come to find him, so he did not show surprise but said hello to Lu Yao in a very ordinary tone.

"Lu Yao, are you interested in having a contest between you and me?" Seeing the game ended, Buick, who stood beside Lu Yao, suddenly said.

"I..." Lu Yao didn't expect Buick to make such a request, so he didn't know how to answer him for a moment.

"Come on, Lu Yao. let's have a simple contest of pure strength so that everyone can see your capability!" Buick saw that Lu Yao did not immediately reject his proposal, so he directly took Lu Yao by hand and went to the ring.

Lu Yao looked at Wang Ping and found that he seemed to have the same intention, so Lu Yao didn't refuse this proposal.

Since he moved, without the big stone mill as a reference, Lu Yao did not have a clear judgment on his own strength. Thus, it would be a great chance to take advantage of Buick, a master of Horizontal Training Art, as his touchstone.

"Coach Wang, this little brother is young and seems younger than twenty years old. Can he withstand the terrifying power of Buick, 'Prairie Man Bear'?" A young man who had just stepped down from the ring asked Wang Ping curiously.

"Very true. Physical strength is often in direct proportion to a person's age. He is so young that even if he starts to learn from his birth, he still cannot be a rival to Buick!" Another young man also said.

"Maybe he is born with supernatural powers?" Wang Ping smiled, looked at the two of them, and then said mysteriously.

At this point, the two men said nothing more. They just wiped their sweat with a towel, sat next to Wang Ping, and looked curiously at Buick and Lu Yao in the ring.

"Be careful! I'm going to make a move!" Buick gave a reminder and slammed a heavy fist at Lu Yao.

Because of the first contest and what he saw at Yunwu Mountain, Buick did not retain much strength but focused all his strength on this punch.

Lu Yao did not move but stood there until Buick's fist arrived in front of him. At that moment, Lu Yao suddenly threw out his fist to confront him.

Except for Wang Ping, the other two young people saw Buick's attack and felt worried for Lu Yao. They even didn't dare to continue to watch the contest anymore.

These two men had suffered losses because of Buick when they first arrived at the martial arts school. Buick's iron fists, which were like sandbags, made their arms so numb that they lost more than half of their combat effectiveness. So they were still scared of Buick's great physical strength.

"Thud!"

With a dull sound, both Buick and Lu Yao took a step back.

"One more!"

Buick had already thought of such a result. So before the two young men responded, he shouted and punched at Lu Yao again.

"Sure!"

This time Lu Yao replied and took the initiative to take a step forward. He also punched at Buick facing his iron fist.

"Thud!"

When the two fists collided, the two were still retreated by each other's punches. But they only retreated two steps more than the first time.

The two young men who were worried about Lu Yao just now had already forgotten their previous worries, and the towels in their hands fell to the ground. They looked at the two people in the ring with their mouths opened.

"How is that possible?" One of the young men cried out involuntarily.

Because anyone could see that the two confrontations between the two men had no skill at all, and it was purely a confrontation between strength. Especially in this second encounter, it was no exaggeration to say that if Buick's punch hit on the concrete wall, although it would be not certain whether he could break the concrete wall, it would be for sure that there would be a deep pit on the concrete wall.

But Lu Yao only took three or four more steps back than Buick, which made the two young people on the sidelines have lost the ability to speak. They could only watch with dumbfounded eyes.

"One more!"

Buick adjusted his position and attacked Lu Yao again.