My Genes Evolve Infinitely

Five minutes later, Li Qinghe finished playing Lianliankan, stood up, and walked towards the door.

"You don't have to come out."

Framing, who had been standing upright, breathed a sigh of relief:

"Yes!"

Lu Yuan, who was practicing military boxing in the corner, saw Li Qinghe come out and hurried up:

"Sister Qinghe, are you alright?"

An ambiguous smile appeared on Li Qinghe's face:

"What can I do? Brother Ming and I have known each other for a long time."

Lu Yuan: "..."

He was silent for a while, then said:

"Thank you, Sister Qinghe, this time."

"I'm still waiting for Lu Yuan's younger brother to develop, and take me out of this hellish place in the future."

Li Qinghe patted Lu Ze on the shoulder and smiled.

Lu Yuan looked at Li Qinghe and nodded seriously: "Don't worry, I will."

"Okay, let's talk about the future. Brother Ming has agreed with you to practice here. When he comes out, you can ask him for advice."

Lu Yuan nodded.

"Then I'll go back first, I'm so sleepy."

Li Qinghe stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, yawned, then said goodbye to Lu Yuan and left the Daming Martial Arts Hall.

Lu Yuan continued to practice military boxing.

A few minutes later, Fleming also came out.

With a satisfied smile on his face, Lu Yuan glanced at it and lowered his head slightly.

When Fleming saw Lu Yuan, he walked over, grinned and showed his white teeth, and smiled:

"Lu Yuan, isn't it? Listen to Qing He, you want to practice physical skills here? Are you studying military sports boxing and military killing sword?"

Lu Yuan nodded: "Yes."

Fleming looked at Luyuan and said, "Show me the practice."

Lu Yuan took a deep breath and practiced martial arts.

Lu Yuan has only practiced Jun Tiquan for less than a day. Although he has learned the boxing style, it is not too smooth to fight, but Lu Yuan's strength is not weak.

Framing, who was beside him, didn't care much at first, but then his face gradually became serious. Looking at the fist style, a stunned look appeared on his face.

The power shown by this boxing style is not like a genetic warrior who has just awakened and has not entered the land of origin!

After a set of punches came down, Lu Yuan blushed slightly and took a breath.

He turned to look at Fleming, and saw a look of astonishment on Fleming's face.

Lu Yuan paused: "What's wrong?"

Framing returned to his senses, his face was slightly strange and said: "...Qing He said you were awakened the day before yesterday?"

Lu Yuan nodded: "Yes, Brother Ming, is there any problem?"

Fleming was silent for a while, then said:

"Come on, punch me."

Lu Yuan was startled and looked at Flaming: "Brother Ming, do you want me to punch you?"

"What? Afraid of hurting me? Hurry up."

Fleming showed a hint of impatience.

Lu Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth.

This Fleming is very strong, and he is not an opponent, what can he do?

Hit it.

He closed his fists, lunged and twisted his waist, and punched out, the fist wind surged, and the fist hit Fleming's chest.

Feeling the fist wind, Framing's pupils shrank slightly, raised his palm as big as a fan, and blocked Lu Yuan's fist.

Lu Yuan found that his fist seemed to hit the copper wall and couldn't move an inch, and Flaming's body didn't even shake.

This also made him more certain that his and Fleming's strengths were not even a little bit worse.

I am still weak.

When Lu Yuan's thoughts were flying, Fleming's voice sounded:

"...Are you really just awakened?"

Lu Yuan looked at Flaming with some doubts, and he asked this question for the second time.

Is there something wrong with yourself?

Lu Yuan was a little puzzled.

"Just woke up."

Fleming looked at Lu Yuan with a strange look:

"When you channeled the spiritual energy for the first time, how long did it take you to sense the spiritual energy, and how long did it take to absorb the spiritual energy?"

Lu Yuan was startled, and only then did he understand what was wrong with him.

Feelings show themselves too much?

This power is a bit powerful, not like a newly awakened genetic warrior?

I definitely can't say that I can sense aura without going into stillness, this is too outrageous.

Lu Yuan thought for a while, and then said:

"It took half a day to absorb the spiritual energy."

An instant is less than half a day, right?

Lu Yuan changed his words.

Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Fleming's eyes widened.

Then he coughed dryly and showed a smile:

"Cough... Lu Yuan, right? Since Qinghe handed you over to me, I think your talent is not bad, so I will accept you as an apprentice, how about it?"

Lu Yuan was a little stunned and said:

"Brother Ming, are you strong?"

"I……"

Flaming was about to speak when he suddenly thought of Qinghe's reminder and forced his mouth to shut.

He said: "Cough, although I have just broken through to the first-order warrior level, I will become very strong in the future!"

Lu Yuan: "?"

That's it?

Warrior level?

Isn't he not much stronger than me?

I have unlimited potential.

Lu Yuan was speechless for a while.

Lu Yuan smiled dryly and said, "Brother Ming is really good, but I haven't gone to university yet. Let's talk about it when I go to university."

Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Framing frowned slightly, and he could naturally hear Lu Yuan's perfunctory words.

But when he thought that Lu Yuan was brought here by Qinghe, he didn't dare to do anything to Lu Yuan at all, he could only show a reluctant smile and nodded:

"That's fine, we'll talk when you're in college."

Lu Yuan glanced at Flaming in surprise.

He thought that Fleming would be angry, but he didn't expect to be angry.

Seems like a good guy.

But I'm afraid I'll have to keep a low profile in the future.

At least when it's not safe enough, don't be too aggressive.

Fleming continued:

"If you want to practice physique well, you can't do it alone. I'll arrange a few opponents for you, and you have to practice against them!"

As he said that, he turned his head and said to the strong man who was punching not far away:

"Little tiger!"

The strong man turned his head, Fang Zheng had a naive smile on his face, and trotted over:

"Brother Ming!"

"Well, you accompany this kid on stage to practice."

"Ah? This bean sprouts?"

Xiaohu glanced at Lu Yuan and couldn't help showing a bitter look:

"I'm afraid I won't stop and beat him to death... Would you like someone else to accompany him?"

Hearing this, Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not speak.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's just you! Otherwise, I will accompany you to practice!"

Hearing this, Xiaohu quickly became serious: "Okay, I'll accompany you right away!"

Fleming nodded with satisfaction:

"You come with me."

He brought the two to a ring.

There were two strong men practicing against each other in the ring, punching each other hard, their bodies and faces were full of dark blues.

There were a lot of people watching the battle below the ring, cheering and booing non-stop.

"Old cat! Can you do it! Straight punch! Right hook! Fuck it!"

"Boar! Work hard! Are you fucking not eating! Hit him! Hit that bitch!"

When the spectators saw Flaming coming over, they quickly moved out of the way, and looked at the three of Flaming with some curiosity, especially the raw face of Lu Yuan.

Fleming patted the ring floor, and the ring thumped.

"Stop!"

Fleming's words are very useful here. The two people who were fighting fiercely in the ring punched each other and pulled their bodies apart.

The two wiped the wounds on their faces, panted heavily, glared at each other, and then looked in Fleming's direction.

"Brother Ming."

Fleming beckoned and grinned:

"Come down and change!"

"Substitution?"

Not only the old cat and the wild boar, but the spectators were also taken aback.

Then someone expects to ask:

"Brother Ming is planning to go on stage to practice?"

"Xiaohu is a sandbag?! Wonderful!"

"Get started, get started! Brother Ming is awesome!"

Hearing what everyone said, Xiaohu still had a naive smile on his face, he scratched his head:

"Brothers, I'm going to let you down. Brother Ming doesn't take action. It's me and this bean sprout who came to the stage to fight."

Xiaohu pointed to the edge of the land.

Everyone looked at Xia Luyuan and was immediately disappointed.

"Just him? People are not as thick as my arms, so I can't ask him not to die with one punch?"

"New face? Such a sissy doesn't go to the Jinhui Club to pick up guests, so what are you doing here?"

"Hey! Sissy! You won't piss your pants when you get off the stage, right?!"

"Hahahahaha!!"

Everyone whistled, watching Lu Yuan laugh.

Brother Ming also hugged his thick arms and grinned.

He looked at Lu Yuan playfully:

"How is it? Boy, can't you get on?"

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows, glanced at them, and rolled up his sleeves silently.

"Come and try."

Xiaohu smiled and scratched his head: "Then I won't pay for the medical bills when I beat him to the ground!"

Lu Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth: "I don't want you to pay."

"Since it's agreed, then come on stage."

Amid the whistles of the crowd, Lu Yuan and Xiaohu entered the ring.