Chapter 30: Physical Training Teacher Lancelot will feel some pain at first...
Lancelot was speechless.
He actually didn't mean to let Yun Fuyu leave, he just wanted to ask Adrian's opinion.
As a result, as soon as he looked at Yun Fuyu, Yun Fuyu stood up and walked away with a cold face.
Are you really unhappy?
*
Yun Fuyu didn't know what happened in the living room.
He leaned against a tree by the beach, quietly feeling the sea breeze.
The trees are very tall, and the leaves at the top cannot block the pouring sunlight, which is warm and comfortable.
Yun Fuyu never told anyone...that he actually really likes basking in the sun.
It's not just the sun, I like all natural environments.
Broad green leaves, the sun that makes thin eyelids hot, the grass that smells of fresh earth, and the breeze that carries the scent of the sea.
All very good, especially good.
Lying here, I don't want to do anything, I just want to lie there forever.
Unfortunately, he has been very busy since he entered school, wasting his time in the dark training grounds, battle fields and part-time jobs.
But there's nothing I can do.
Let's wait a little longer. Wait until I enter the inner courtyard, wait until I graduate... Yun Fuyu wants to go to many places to bask in the sun.
Go to a place with more distinct seasons, like the forest that Zhou Bai described turning golden in autumn, or the frozen ocean that Lin Chaosheng described reflecting the glow of the solar halo.
Then he would have plenty of time to lie down and relax in the sunshine.
As for now... rest a little longer. Just a little while.
The cries of seabirds could be heard from far away, crossing the bay and landing on this artificial island in the middle of the sea.
After an unknown amount of time, he seemed to have accidentally fallen asleep and woke up to the sound of conversation coming from far away.
Very noisy.
"No, what's his reason? Because he doesn't have A-level mental power or because he has almost zero experience in mental guidance?"
"Don't cry, the chief is just acting on a whim. You are the only recognized tutor. How can you have the same status as him?"
Yun Fuyu was woken up. She looked up in a daze and happened to meet Shi Ling's gaze on the plank road.
......
What a coincidence.
Shi Ling's tears had not yet dried and her eyes were red and swollen.
His friend glared at Yun Fuyu unkindly: "Why are you here?"
Shi Ling likes Adrian, so he will definitely argue about the matter of tutor Shu.
But Yun Fuyu has no hobby of explaining things over and over again.
He quickly got up and left, ready to leave the beach.
Shi Ling: "Stop!"
He took three or two steps to block Yun Fuyu.
"You obviously know that I like Adrien, why do you have to compete with me?"
"I treated you as a friend! And you treated me like this!"
Yun Fuyu looked indifferent.
"Then I beg you, please get this psychopath Adrian away from me. I can't stand it anymore."
Yun Fuyu recalled how Adrian held his hand and forcibly stabbed him with a knife.
Physically and mentally exhausted.
Shi Ling held Yun Fuyu tightly and refused to let go:
"You don't even dare to admit that you like Adrian! What on earth does Master Adrian see in you..."
As he spoke, Shi Ling pursed his lips and began to cry again.
Yun Fuyu pushed Shi Ling away.
"I also want to know what it is that you like about him."
Shi Ling: "I, I..."
He choked up and couldn't speak for a long time.
"But Master Adrian is so powerful, handsome, and has a better family background than others. Who wouldn't like him..."
Yun Fu Yu was speechless.
Adrian's face was indeed very deceptive.
It looks good, but it's a pity that it doesn't do anything.
And most importantly, there is a high probability that Adrian is mentally ill.
Yun Fuyu gently reminded:
"I think before choosing a partner, you should at least understand the other person's personality."
Don't you really want to consider liking someone more normal?
Otherwise, if I were to be deceived by a madman like Adrian, I would have no place to cry.
Who can stand this madman who suddenly forces others to stab him with a knife?
Shi Ling was angry: "You are slandering the Chief again! He obviously has a good personality. If you don't believe me, go ask Master Zheng Lianchuan and the others!"
Shi Ling's friends looked alert:
"The Chief is recognized by everyone as the most reliable leader. Do you have any objections?"
Yun Fuyu: "As you wish."
The man immediately quit and said, "What's your attitude?"
Shi Ling's friend is obviously a fan of Adrian.
He stopped Yun Fuyu from leaving and told Adrian everything he knew, saying that he was "omnipotent" and "undefeated and invincible."
Finally, he sneered, "Even the family with the most strained relationship with the Fenrir family in the Seven Towers Alliance cannot deny the Chief's ability. And do you dare to say such words in front of the Chief? You say one thing in public and another in private, you meanie."
Yun Fuyu took a deep breath and clenched his fists.
He frowned, his voice as cold as ice:
"Why not? It's your business if you were deceived by him."
"But I need to explain that your upright chief stabbed himself with a knife yesterday and used the knife as evidence to force me to join. Otherwise, I would never be here."
"I really don't understand why you're so obsessed with him. Is family background and power so deceptive?"
Yun Fuyu's voice became colder and colder.
"No matter how strong you are, you can't confuse right and wrong."
Shi Ling's friend also frowned at first, but the more he listened, the more frivolous his expression became.
He sneered and questioned:
"You mean, the Chief invited you to join, and you refused? And in the end, he stabbed himself?"
You can tell from their expressions that neither of them believes it.
Yun Fuyu gave up trying to persuade him: "Believe it or not, I have already said everything I need to say."
It’s hard to persuade a damned person with kind words.
The man was still yelling behind him: "You're having a hysterical attack! Do you need me to help you contact a mental hospital?"
*
Yun Fuyu walked towards the island exit in annoyance.
What a waste of time.
It's noon now, Yun Fuyu hasn't trained for half a day, so he has to make good use of the afternoon.
Several waiters guarding the bridge saw him approaching and politely stopped him.
"Sir, please go and speak to Master Adrian first."
Yun Fuyu frowned and looked at the waiter.
"I have something urgent to do and don't have time to talk to him. You can go and talk to him yourself."
As he said that, Yun Fuyu wanted to go around, but was stopped by the waiter again.
The waiter kept smiling.
"I'm sorry sir, the young master will be worried if you leave without saying goodbye. Please go upstairs first."
The black and white eyes stared coldly at the waiter.
"What do you mean, you won't let me go?"
On Su Bai's face, deep displeasure was about to overflow.
The waiter's arm remained motionless, but his tone was gentle:
"You misunderstood. After the previous accident, the island has strengthened security measures. We must ensure your safety."
Another waiter came over.
"Please don't make things difficult for us."
The waiter was secretly on guard against Yun Fu Yu's actions.
He himself is also an offensive psychic. It won't be easy for Yun Fuyu to get through.
What's more, there are four other people guarding this side of the bridge.
But according to the instructions, no one should be hurt.
Unexpectedly, Yun Fuyu did not force his way in.
Yun Fuyu just looked at them coldly.
After a few seconds, he turned and walked towards the guild hall.
The waiter watched Yun Fuyu walk away quickly, as if he was in a very bad mood.
Yun Fuyu had a gloomy face and returned to the second floor of the guild hall the same way he came.
...What a hassle!
The corridor was quiet and there was no sound of conversation in the living room.
Yun Fuyu rushed to the door in a rage.
Everyone else in the living room had left, leaving only Adrian.
Adrian leaned back on the sofa, his body relaxed, as if he had fallen asleep.
Great, now I have a reason to just go.
Yun Fuyu decisively turned around and left.
Before he could even take the first step, Adrien's voice rang out from behind him.
"return."
It was low and slightly hoarse, with a nasal sound of someone just waking up.
There is no one else here, so I can only call Yun Fu Yu.
Yun Fu Yu's plan failed and she was very unhappy. She turned around and stared at Adrian.
"Just say it, I'm busy."
Adrian pinched his temples and showed a rare sign of fatigue, although it was not very obvious.
"Give me spiritual counseling."
Yun Fuyu frowned even more tightly.
"I have physical training this afternoon, so I'm busy."
Adrien dropped his hand.
He looked like he had just woken up the previous second, but the next second, his sharp green eyes looked at Yun Fuyu without any sleepiness.
"Then don't dawdle."
Not free?
in spite of.
Master Adrian never considered these things.
Yun Fuyu really wanted to beat him up.
Under Adrian's gaze, Yun Fuyu moved step by step and sat on another sofa next to him.
The two of them sat on two sides of a right angle and looked very unfamiliar with each other.
Adrian sat up slightly, stretched out his left hand and placed it on the armrest of the sofa on Yun Fuyu's side.
He moved his fingers, signaling Yun Fuyu to move faster.
Adrian's hands were the same cold white as his skin, but they didn't look weak at all, instead they were very strong.
Completely different from Yun Fuyu's hands.
The five fingers are slender with distinct joints, the tendons and veins on the back of the hand are faintly visible, and the powerful lines of the wrist extend all the way to the forearm.
The palm is wide enough to hold Yun Fuyu's entire palm.
So when Yun Fuyu was stabbed with a knife yesterday, she had no power to resist.
Yun Fuyu frowned and stared for a few seconds, then reluctantly raised his right hand and pinched Adrian's fingertips.
I didn't want to have any physical contact with Adrien at all.
Yun Fuyu's hands...look very weak.
Slender and white, with joints tinged with tender pink.
For hand control, it is a work of art that is extremely suitable for playing with.
But it was obvious that Yun Fuyu did not have this habit, nor was she interested in admiring her own hands.
He would have preferred his hands to be bigger, preferably bigger than Adrien's.
This would be very convenient for beating people.
This hand, beautiful as a work of art, pinched Adrien's fingertips.
There was a subtle hint of disdain in his actions.
Adrian raised his eyebrows, and directly grabbed Yun Fuyu's fingers with his backhand and held them tightly.
The palm of his hand was burning hot, tightly pressed against Yun Fuyu's slightly cool and delicate back of the hand.
His fingers tightly gripped his palm, his fingertips clasped around his wrist. He could feel the rough calluses on his fingertips and palm, rubbing against his skin as he moved.
The scorching temperature suddenly made Yun Fuyu feel uncomfortable, and he subconsciously wanted to pull his hand away.
But it didn't work.
Adrian held Yun Fuyu's hand tightly in his palm without giving it any chance to be rejected, so tightly that it was even painful.
He leaned back on the sofa with a distracted look.
"Let's get started."
Yun Fuyu: "...You're gripping it too hard, be gentler."
Adrien closed his eyes, and the strength in his hands seemed to loosen slightly.
Yun Fuyu was speechless and simply closed his eyes, trying to immerse himself in the spiritual realm and take the first step of shallow counseling.
Calm your mind... take a deep breath... clear your mind...
......no.
My hands are too hot.
I can’t calm down at all!
Offensive psychics have a higher metabolism and body temperature than ordinary people. The temperature in Yun Fuyu's hands was so hot that he felt uncomfortable all over.
Yun Fuyu opened her eyes in frustration, "Do we really have to hold hands? I think just touching our fingers is enough."
It was obvious that when I was giving spiritual counseling to Zhou Bai and Lin Chaosheng before, I could just put my hands together and there was no need to hold them so tightly.
It feels so uncomfortable.
Adrien ignored his request and kept his eyes closed.
"how?"
Yun Fuyu said disdainfully, "Your hands are too hot."
The presence is too strong and it is difficult to concentrate.
Adrian opened his eyes and looked at him: "Don't you know how to do mental counseling?"
Yun Fuyu: “?”
He tried to shake off Adrian's hand, but couldn't.
How can there be such a nasty person?
His face darkened as he tried harder to pull his hand out.
"Yes, that's right. Find someone else."
Adrian gripped it even tighter, until Yun Fuyu hissed and couldn't help crying out in pain.
Only then did he slightly reduce his strength.
Adrian squeezed Yun Fuyu's palm and said, "It feels good, quite soft."
But this is not a good thing for the warriors.
Just when Yun Fuyu was about to explode, Adrian said without any emotion:
"Focus. I'll find someone to teach you Taijutsu this afternoon."
What is this? Just give someone a sweet date after a beating?
Yun Fuyu stopped struggling temporarily and looked at Adrian with a frown.
"Who are you looking for?"
......But it is indeed effective and accurately captures Yun Fuyu’s needs.
Adrian also tilted his head to look at him: "Who do you want to teach?"
Yun Fuyu said coldly, "It's not you anyway."
Adrian looked at Yun Fuyu with a playful look:
"You are too weak. I can't teach you. You can choose any other member of the Fenrir family."
Yun Fuyu: ...
Yun Fuyu's face darkened and he squeezed Adrian's hand hard.
Adrian's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't feel any pain, as if to say, "That's it?"
Yun Fuyu took a deep breath and simply closed her eyes and didn't look at him.
It feels like I can't control my emotions every time I see Adrien.
But Adrian was right about one thing.
He is too weak.
Also, Yun Fuyu really needs a physical training teacher.
Although Zhou Bai and Lin Chaosheng are both very good, Yun Fuyu doesn't want to delay his friends' training.
The less training time there is, the more dangerous the joint military exercises will be.
If Adrien wasn't kidding, then finding a physical training instructor from the Fenrir family would be quite appropriate.
Anyway, Yun Fuyu would not feel any guilt even if he wasted the time of these nobles.
With a new goal and gradually getting used to Adrian's body temperature, Yun Fuyu was able to sink his thoughts into the spiritual realm much faster this time.
A dark spiritual realm.
There are only fragments of memory, stacked or flashing in disorder, entangled in messy black balls.
Yun Fuyu originally thought that the spiritual realm of high-level psychics would be different.
But now it seems that at least the outer layer of the spiritual domain is no different from Zhou Bailin's tide.
He cleaned up the messy debris step by step.
*
When Lancelot came in, he saw such a strange scene.
Adrian and Yun Fuyu sat silently on different sofas, each with their eyes closed.
Adrian's expression was calm.
Yun Fuyu frowned and tried to move away from Adrian, making it seem like they had a very bad relationship.
But the two of them were holding hands.
Lancelot: ...
I almost thought this was some kind of performance art.
But the next second, Lancelot realized that Yun Fuyu was providing spiritual guidance to Adrian.
Lancelot sat quietly aside, waiting for the spiritual counseling to end.
Not long after, Yun Fuyu opened his eyes first and quickly pulled his hand back.
Adrien opened his eyes shortly afterwards and leaned lazily on the sofa.
Lancelot greeted, "Chief."
Adrian nodded, "Lancelot."
It's a response.
In the past, Adrian would just nod, but unexpectedly this time he actually said hello.
There was no trace of the irritability he had during the previous meeting.
Lancelot was a little surprised.
Chief, are you in such a good mood today?
The next second Adrian spoke:
"You go teach Yun Fuyu the physical technique."
Lancelot: “?”
On his usually calm face, he couldn't hide the momentary surprise.
Yun Fuyu didn't expect that... He just said to pick anyone, but now he directly assigned Lancelot to be the physical training teacher.
Of course, Yun Fuyu didn't know the others either. There wasn't much choice.
Lancelot's perfect and impeccable smile appeared on his face again.
"Okay, when?"
Yun Fuyu: “?”
Is this the quality of a senior worker? He can accept a temporary assignment so quickly.
Yun Fuyu: "I thought you would be very busy."
Lancelot nodded: "It is indeed very busy, but I am used to it."
As the deputy to the heir of the Fenrir family, being busy is the norm.
Especially when dealing with a young master like Adrian who is unpredictable and has unpredictable behavior, there are too many unexpected situations.
Compared to the last time Adrian suddenly asked him to buy the apartment downstairs at three in the morning... at least this new task was announced during the day.
There was nothing Lancelot couldn't accept.
Adrian: "Starting this afternoon."
It doesn't say when the training will end or to what extent.
That means the decision is entirely up to Lancelot.
Lancelot pondered his afternoon itinerary for a few seconds.
The urgency is not high, so it can be handed over to other family members to handle, and there will be no problems.
Lancelot made a quick decision and asked Yun Fuyu:
"Well, go ahead now. Do you want to change?"
Yun Fuyu shook her head: "No, I'm wearing my training clothes inside."
As he spoke, he tugged at the collar of his training suit that was exposed at the neckline of his T-shirt.
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Battlefield.
Yun Fuyu has not been here many times, and spends most of his time in the mental training cabin.
Although the training grounds are public, these noble students all have their own seats.
For example, the battle fields nearby are mostly used by members of the Fenrir family, and people from other families and civilian students generally avoid them.
Therefore, it is much quieter around here, and you won’t see the bustling crowds of students watching the games like in other venues.
Lancelot: "Are you going to the dressing room?"
He pointed in the direction considerately.
Apparently, Lancelot himself had no intention of changing his clothes and was still wearing the formal three-piece school uniform.
The school uniform he wore was too cumbersome and too formal, and most students didn't wear it.
Only Lancelot would wear this outfit as a permanent feature.
Oh, there is another one, Xie Huaiyan too.
Always dressed neatly.
Fortunately, this school uniform is made of special material with excellent heat dissipation. Although it looks thick, it can actually be worn in summer.
Otherwise, Yun Fuyu felt that he would probably die of heat.
Yun Fuyu shook her head: "Thank you, but no thanks."
He simply lifted the hem of his T-shirt, crossed his hands and pulled it above his head, quickly took off the T-shirt, and then draped it over the side of the bench.
Cui Jue appeared in the viewing corridor on the second floor at some unknown time.
From the moment Yun Fuyu lifted up his clothes, Cui Jue's eyebrows jumped and he subconsciously spoke out to stop him from taking off his clothes.
“Hey hey hey hey hey——”
Unfortunately, Yun Fuyu moved too quickly, and when he heard Cui Jue's voice, his T-shirt was already hanging on his elbows.
The smooth hair was messed up by the friction.
Yun Fuyu looked up and saw Cui Jue.
He asked with a puzzled look, "What's the matter?"
What's the sudden ghost scream?
Adrien also looked over.
Cui Jue's arrogance disappeared instantly: "...It's nothing, nothing."
He and Zheng Lianchuan had just been at a nearby battlefield. When they heard that the chief had arrived, they came over to see.
Unexpectedly, it was Yun Fuyu who wanted to practice physical skills.
Cui Jue recalled the counseling instructor of his team when he participated in the joint military exercise.
The military exercises lasted for several days.
It was fine for the first few days, but later on, the instructor ran out of energy and had to rely on his teammates to carry him on their backs.
For an offensive psychic, carrying a load of more than 100 kilograms while traveling is not a difficult task.
Rather than taking the trouble to force a trainer who has no talent for physical skills to train physical skills from scratch, it is better to make use of the role of teammates.
Why does Master Shu still practice physical skills?
Isn’t it enough to just be responsible for spiritual counseling?
His thoughts drifted back to the field, and Cui Jue shifted his gaze back to Yun Fuyu.
Yun Fuyu was wearing a tight black training top.
The collar is tucked in just below the throat, ensuring that no matter how strenuously you exercise, the sinner's mark will not be revealed.
The top is breathable, quick-drying and has excellent stretch.
It can wrap the body shape clearly and show the muscle lines clearly, making it convenient for students to monitor the force position during training.
Although Yun Fuyu's muscle mass is very limited, he has achieved some results after several months of training.
His shoulders were straight and level, his collarbones were slender, and the thin, lean muscle lines extended gracefully into his arms.
The thin undulations of the chest and the depression in the center of the butterfly bone on the back are all clearly visible.
Further down, the waist is slender enough to be held in one hand, and even the slightly bulging curve of the flat belly is particularly obvious.
Cui Jue looked at Yun Fuyu and asked Zheng Lianchuan:
"Do you think... uh, he looks weird in this outfit?"
Cui Jue looked Yun Fuyu up and down again, and after a long while he blurted out:
"Isn't it a bit too revealing?"
But it was obvious that other people were wearing the same training clothes during training, so no one felt exposed.
When it comes to Yun Fuyu, it makes people want to watch it, but also feel embarrassed to watch it.
Just... no chest or abdominal muscles, so he looks very weak.
But how can a man have such a thin waist?
It seems, it seems that there is still some soft flesh.
Is it because I’m too thin?
......
......I really want to try pinching it.
Cui Jue felt very itchy.
Zheng Lianchuan's eyes wandered to Yun Fuyu's waist, and his smile deepened: "You are right."
Wrapped tightly, but very sexy.
Fortunately, the training pants are not tight, otherwise it would be even more uncomfortable.
Lancelot took off his coat, folded it neatly and put it aside.
Wearing only shirt and waistcoat.
He is the type who looks thin when he wears clothes, and you can't usually see his muscle mass.
But when you take off your coat, you'll find that your arms wrapped in the shirt are quite strong.
Adrian folded his arms and stood aside to watch the fight.
Adrian didn't say anything, so Lancelot was free to express himself and said to Yun Fuyu:
"Just try attacking me first and see how good you are."
Yun Fuyu made a starting move.
According to Zhou Bai, first observe the enemy's weaknesses and look for flaws.
Lancelot stood elegantly and casually, as if every part of his body was filled with weakness.
Obviously, it was because Yun Fuyu posed no threat to him and there was no need to be prepared in advance.
Yun Fuyu punched Lancelot hard in the face.
Lancelot didn't even move and stopped it casually.
"Are you kidding me?"
The smile on his face was impeccable, but the strength in his hands prevented Yun Fuyu from going any further.
Yun Fuyu reacted quite quickly.
Then he attacked the lower body, exerting force on his legs backwards, sweeping forcefully towards the front of Lancelot's calf.
But Lancelot retreated calmly, took a small half step sideways, and tripped Yun Fuyu after he retracted his leg.
Yun Fuyu lost his balance and almost fell to his knees. Fortunately, Lancelot grabbed his hand in time and supported him.
Lancelot still wore a perfect smile and commented mercilessly:
"Slow reaction, slow speed, but has some combat awareness."
Lancelot did not just offer sarcasm, but also gave a serious lesson:
"Attacks on the battlefield won't stop after a few moves like in taijutsu lessons. You must be extremely vigilant."
"You've learned the basic moves in taijutsu class. I won't attack too quickly, so you need to be aware of any flaws."
Lancelot attacked as he spoke, slashing his knife horizontally towards the side of Yun Fuyu's neck.
"Defend, or use attack instead of defense."
Yun Fuyu dodged suddenly, but Lancelot grabbed his arm and pulled him around half a circle.
In a flash, Yun Fuyu's arm was twisted behind his back.
Yun Fuyu was subdued for the second time.
Lancelot: "A very standard loophole."
After the taunt, he instructed Yun Fuyu:
"If your arm is twisted, you should fight back immediately. Don't just follow my movements. You can use one hand to attack the throat or eyes, but it's better to prevent the opponent's intention beforehand."
His hand was like an iron hoop, firmly restraining Yun Fuyu's counterattack according to the teaching content:
"Otherwise it would be like this. You're too weak to fight back."
Lancelot was a patient teacher. After explaining, he repeated the movements to make Yun Fuyu familiar with them.
Cui Jue gradually became bored.
"It's a bit boring. I learned this stuff when I was seven or eight. Are you really not considering just giving up? Just stuff him into the Fenrir family's freshman team."
Zheng Lianchuan looked at the two people teaching on the field.
The lights from the battle arena reflected on his glasses, making his expression look even more sinister.
"Have you forgotten the bet he made with the Chief? If he fails the military exercise, he'll have to pay a hundred times the tuition. The Chief always keeps his word and will definitely not let him take shortcuts."
Cui Jue suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot about this."
After a few rounds, Adrian suddenly interrupted.
"Wait a moment."
Lancelot stopped and looked at him.
Adrian gave his comments in a nonchalant tone:
"That's too slow. With this method of teaching, maybe in ten years we'll be able to reach a below-average level."
Lancelot knew what he meant.
Lancelot kept his hands down when attacking to prevent Yun Fuyu from getting hurt.
but......
The fastest way to make progress is to form muscle memory through pain.
All offensive psychics seek a glimmer of hope in the extreme process of repeated muscle strain, broken bones, near-death and resuscitation, becoming stronger and stronger, and finally developing a fighting instinct.
Lancelot spoke in a gentle tone:
"He's an Affinity Psychic after all. I thought raising him to average level was enough?"
Adrian tilted his head and asked Yun Fuyu:
"Is that what you think too?"
Adrian stood in the shadows below the viewing corridor with his arms folded, tilted his head and stared at Yun Fuyu.
His expression was calm and his intentions were unclear.
When he tilts his head, he looks a bit like his spirit form, the Black Wolf.
Yun Fuyu shook his head decisively without even thinking about it.
He wants to become stronger.
Become stronger, complete the joint military exercise with your teammates, survive, and travel back home.
Yun Fuyu: "Thank you, just follow the common training methods."
Adrien tapped his crossed arms with his fingers and raised his chin.
"Then don't show any mercy. The cost of the medical cabin will be charged to my account."
Lancelot was silent for a moment, then said to Yun Fuyu:
"Okay. Tell me when you can't hold on any longer."
The tone is very subtle.
*
Thirty minutes later.
"Bang--!!"
With a dull thud, the body hit the ground heavily.
Yun Fuyu was knocked flying backwards and slid for several meters on the ground before stopping.
He struggled to stand up, but failed.
Lancelot walked over slowly and squatted in front of Yun Fuyu.
"Does your stomach hurt?"
It obviously hurts.
Yun Fuyu covered his ribs and trembled, unable to speak.
If you lift up the clothes, you will find that the belly is red and swollen, and soon it will turn into a horrible purple color.
Lancelot: "I have controlled my strength. There will be no internal bleeding."
Lancelot spoke gently and reached out to help Yunfuyu stand up.
But the words he said were cold and realistic:
“You have to remember the pain first, then you will have a sense of crisis and fear of survival, and fear will force you to make progress.”
Cui Jue grimaced.
It’s hard to count how many times Yun Fuyu has been hit.
Seeing that Lancelot's flaws were clearly visible, Cui Jue was so disappointed that he wanted to go down himself and command Yun Fuyu to beat him back.
He stood in the viewing corridor and muttered to himself.
"Hide to the left...quickly! Lower your head—oh my god."
Yun Fuyu was hit again.
Zheng Lianchuan noticed Yun Fuyu's slow movements due to pain:
"He hasn't developed a fighting instinct yet. Once he's no longer afraid of pain, he'll naturally react."
Not demanding.
Among the outstanding graduates of previous military academies, there are indeed instructors with excellent physical skills.
They will be assigned to the pollution front line and carry out the most dangerous tasks with the team.
Because of the existence of these special counselors, the casualty rate of frontline soldiers has been greatly reduced.
However, most of the instructors are weak and frail, and do not have the perseverance and motivation, so they would rather stay in the safety of the rear.
Being knocked down again, Yun Fuyu endured the pain, got up and fought back.
Lancelot praised him without hesitation: "Very good, you are making rapid progress."
Then he continued his move.
Yun Fuyu was knocked out again from his new weak point.
This went on for nearly an hour.
At one point, there was a dull sound of a body hitting the floor.
Yun Fuyu didn't have time to roll over to relieve the force, and his shoulder blade hit the wall heavily.
It fell right at Adrien's feet, very close.
Yun Fuyu fell to the ground in a mess, gasping for breath.
As soon as I looked up, I would touch Adrian's tactical boots.
The cold sweat from the pain soaked his forehead and stuck to the pale sides of his face.
There was a pained look on that pretty face...but no tears in the eyes.
No crying.
Just breathe quietly and softly, and avoid making excessive movements that will aggravate the pain.
It was unexpected.
Adrian squatted down and looked at Yun Fuyu with his eyes lowered.
He reached out and ruffled Yun Fuyu's hair, revealing his misty and somewhat out-of-focus eyes.
Yun Fuyu raised her eyes and looked at him.
"Don't touch me..."
Unfortunately, the voice was trembling and not very intimidating.
It was clear Adrien wasn't going to listen.
Adrian continued to knead Yun Fuyu's curled hair, and reached out to touch Yun Fuyu's furrowed brows.
Adrian: “It will be a little painful at first.”
What is this, an explanation?
Yun Fuyu didn't want to pay attention to him and pressed her cheek against the floor.
But because of the pain in his body, he couldn't avoid Adrian's poking hands.
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The author has something to say: Adrian actually has a rather unusual way of thinking...
It should be more obvious in the future plots.
Currently, the main manifestation is still crazy and dog
After that, I will resume updating at 9pm~[Three-flowered cat head]
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