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Chapter 47 Director Assistant

As Buick attacked more violently, Lu Yao realized that he couldn't hold on any longer simply by using his strength. However, he was afraid that he might hurt Buick by accident if he performed Poti Fist. After all, he hadn't attained perfection in Poti Fist. Lu Yao just had a little lapse of concentration and Buick punched him on the shoulder.

In fact, Buick just smashed his fist in another direction when he noticed that Lu Yao looked a bit odd. Otherwise, he would have punched Lu Yao on the chest.

Lu Yao took a couple of steps back and managed to regain his footing at the edge of the ring.

"Lu Yao, what's wrong with you? You should never have a little lapse of concentration in the middle of the race!" Buick said grimly. He knew that the reason why Lu Yao didn't parry the blow to his shoulder was that he was distracted.

"I'm fine. Go on!" Lu Yao took a few steps forward and said, patting his shoulder, which was hit by Buick just now.

Lookers-on saw most of the game. Wang Ping knew both of them well. He knew that Lu Yao was debating with himself whether to use the fighting skills that he used to deal with Qian Hu. So he shouted to Lu Yao, "Lu Yao, you can do whatever you want. Your Brother Buick is very strong and he is not afraid of getting a thrashing!"

Of course, Wang Ping was trying to lighten the atmosphere. He didn't have much confidence in his heart. After all, he was not very sure how powerful Lu Yao was. Because until now he had only heard Dahui describe the body of Ba Song, who was killed by Lu Yao.

"Sorry, Buick. Please don't hate me!" Wang Ping prayed silently.

Lu Yao and Buick understood what Wang Ping meant. But for the two young men, it was a whole different story.

This young man named Lu Yao hadn't exerted all his strength?

How come?

When they saw Lu Yao step back after Buick threw a punch at him, they believed that it was because Buick attacked violently that Lu Yao didn't have enough strength left to fight back. But it turned out that Lu Yao hadn't exerted all his strength, according to Wang Ping. How was this possible?

"Brother Buick, I won't pull my punches this time!" Hearing Wang Ping's words, Lu Yao said seriously to Buick.

"Come on!" Somehow Buick was fully alert when he saw Lu Yao's expression. He immediately practiced Horizontal Training Art and threw a punch at Lu Yao with all his strength. His bones rattled like beans on a hot pan.

Lu Yao took a step forward with his left foot as he got ready to performed Tuiyun Hand. And then he took the Knock Step and quickly raised his hand. When Buick was about to punch him with his fist, Lu Yao suddenly clenched his fist and threw a punch at Buick. He performed Poti Fist but halved its power.

"Thud!"

"Thud! Thud!"

The first punch, the second punch... Lu Yao and Buick traded blow after blow. And Lu Yao kept stepping forward as he punched Buick.

The left and the right fists moved in turn. Lu Yao hit Buick harder and harder with his fists.

When they traded blows for the first time, Buick felt that Lu Yao was more powerful and he couldn't help but take a step back. But he didn't expect that Lu Yao punched him even harder the second time. And he had to take more steps back.

The third punch, the fourth punch... Lu Yao punched him harder and harder. Buick felt that he gradually had a tingle in his arms.

He couldn't help wondering what Lu Yao had practiced and why he became more and more powerful.

After all, Buick had a lot of experience in fighting. Unlike Lu Yao, he wouldn't be distracted by this sudden change. Though Buick was pondering, he was not slow in his movement.

Buick, who had practiced Horizontal Training Art, was able to resist at first. But when Lu Yao delivered the fifth punch, he could hardly fight back. So he quickly sidestepped and dodged Lu Yao's assault.

"Lu Yao, be careful. I'm going to change my game plan!" Buick knew that he would be knocked down by Lu Yao if he didn't make a change. So he immediately changed his game plan after reminding Lu Yao.

It was wise of Buick to make that decision. It was no longer a battle of strength. Buick began to walk around the ring and kept attacking Lu Yao while moving. And Buick also withdrew his hand suddenly each time he touched Lu Yao. Therefore, Lu Yao was unable to bring into full play his strength and seemed to be a little flurried.

Buick landed several punches on his body because Lu Yao didn't dodge in time.

Fortunately, Lu Yao's body was much stronger after he started to cultivate, especially after he made remarkable progress in Poti Fist. Otherwise, he would have been flattened at this time.

Lu Yao could hardly consist as Buick kept attacking him with some strange but simple and effective moves. But this also brought out the competitive spirit in Lu Yao.

When Lu Yao confronted Qian Hu, he wanted to kill him with one blow. But this time he was playing against Buick, so he couldn't use hidden weapons with Leaf Picking technique. Instead, he almost gave full play to Poti Fist between his attacks.

"Be careful. I'll strike your Danzhong acupoint this time!"

As the game progressed, Buick noticed that Lu Yao got tired. So he just told Lu Yao where he would strike before he delivered each punch.

Danzhong acupoint was one of the most important acupoints in the chest. Lu Yao also knew the importance of Danzhong acupoint to a practitioner after catching up on medical knowledge in Latitude Book City.

Danzhong acupoint was at the midpoint between the two n*****s and was level with the fourth intercostal muscle. It was the intersection point of the Conception Vessel, the Spleen Meridian of Foot-Taiyin, the Kidney Meridian of foot-Shaoyin, the Small Intestine Meridian of Hand-Taiyang, and the Sanjiao Meridian of Hand-Shaoyang. Internal qi also gathered here. The Danzhong acupoint could relieve stuffiness of the chest, reduce mass, promote coronary circulation, remove heat from the lung, dissolve phlegm, keep the mind at ease, block pathogenic qi, and enrich the primordial qi.

According to the Inner Canon of Huangdi, internal qi gathered at Danzhong acupoint, which meant that Danzhong acupoint could regulate the internal qi in the body.

Lu Yao didn't dare to slacken his vigilance. However, he also thought that this might be a great opportunity to turn the tables on Buick.

When Buick was about to punch him on the Danzhong acupoint, Lu Yao quickly turned around. So Buick landed a punch on Lu Yao's shoulder. And then Lu Yao gave full play to Poti Fist and intended to punch Buick on the chest.

When Buick saw Lu Yao's movements, he told himself that the situation was bad. He immediately became defensive and turned around, trying to keep a safe distance from Lu Yao.

Although Lu Yao lacked experience in combating, he had made a good plan this time. Even if Buick reacted quickly, Lu Yao still managed to punch him on the right shoulder blade.

"Thud!"

The punch sent Buick flying. He struggled to regain his footing with the help of the elastic pillar at the corner of the ring.

"Well, Lu Yao, you are the winner today. I didn't expect that you are much stronger than before. You are too strong for me!" Buick stood at the neutral corner and gasped after dodging Lu Yao's attack.

Looking at Buick's face, Lu Yao was not only happy but also full of admiration for Buick.

He once saw Buick play against Wang Ping, so he knew that Buick was the proudest of his Horizontal Training Art. But it didn't mean that he only had brute strength. The combat skills of Buick were not worse than that of Wang Ping. Otherwise, Wang Ping wouldn't necessarily have needed to use Ghost Step to defeat him.

Later, Lu Yao exposed more and more vulnerabilities. And he could last this long because Buick had warned him before he delivered each punch.

"Brother Buick, I know you just went easier on me. Otherwise, I couldn't have defeated you. You have ample combat experience!" Lu Yao said.

Buick was delighted because Lu Yao looked sincere. He didn't expect that Lu Yao actually had grace beyond his years. So he admired Lu Yao very much.

Wang Ping walked slowly towards them, clapping his hands. As for the two young men, they were totally stunned and didn't realize that the game was over.

"Lu Yao, how do you feel?" As an onlooker, Wang Ping had been keeping a close watch on how the situation developed. He also knew that if Lu Yao had faced a fight to the death, he would have been defeated long ago and he wouldn't have had the opportunity to fight back and turn the tables on Buick.

"Brother Wang, although I have a strong body, I still lack experience in combating. If Brother Buick hadn't warned me, I couldn't have lasted 10 rounds." Through this experience, Lu Yao had a clear knowledge of himself. So he said to Wang Ping without hesitation.

"Ha-ha, your Brother Buick will be glad to hear you say so. Well, let's stop here today. From tomorrow on, you can come to our martial arts school whenever you are free. Buick and I will take turns teaching you. Just practice more. Rome wasn't built in a day!" Wang Ping told Lu Yao his plan.

"OK. Brother Wang, Brother Buick, thank you for your help!" Lu Yao said gratefully.

In the meantime, the two young men also recovered from the surprise of what had happened. Instead of questioning Lu Yao's ability, they both looked at Lu Yao in admiration.

After talking for a while in the room, they got up and left.

Joining the martial arts school was not quite simple, so Lu Yao still needed to go through a series of procedures before he joined the martial arts school. Wang Ping was not busy, so he attended to this matter himself rather than ask his assistant to do it.

Perhaps because Mr. Jin had given clear-cut orders, they went through a series of procedures quickly. Twenty minutes later, Lu Yao looked at his Employee ID card carefully.

The official title of the job was 'Director Assistant'.

Wang Ping told Lu Yao that this job would help him gain access to some critical areas in the martial arts school. And it was Mr. Jin who asked him to do this job.

Lu Yao was getting more and more curious about Mr. Jin. Everything had something to do with him. And everyone seemed to respect him very much. Even Buick, a careless man, spoke of Mr. Jin with awe.