Chapter 21 Big Harvest, All Tens

"I've called the police, they'll be here soon."

Lu Yuan comforted the girl.

He considered whether to go back to the house to take another look.

He didn't know if this group of kidnappers had any accomplices, or if there were any other victims in the house that he hadn't found.

However, after coming out, the girl in his arms kept clutching his clothes tightly, looking insecure.

Worried about stimulating her emotions further, Lu Yuan didn't dare to forcefully break free.

He simply gave up the idea of going back.

Anyway, the police would be here soon.

Lu Yuan held the girl like this, squatting at the entrance of the shop, watching the rain.

Before ten o'clock, there was no one on the street.

The whole world was so deserted that it seemed like he and the girl in his arms were the only two people left.

After a while, Lu Yuan finally heard the sound of sirens in the distance.

He pried open the girl's gradually relaxing hand and stood up from the ground.

"Don't tell the police that I saved you."

Lu Yuan seriously instructed the girl.

He didn't want his parents to know that he had fought to the death with seven or eight strong men with knives in the alley late at night.

In that case, he probably wouldn't be able to continue practicing martial arts in the future.

"Here's this back to you."

Lu Yuan took out a pink hairpin from his pocket and handed it to the girl, then turned around and dashed into the rain.

Before the police car arrived, he quickly disappeared into the vast street.

The girl never said a word.

She just held the hairpin in her hand and stared blankly at Lu Yuan's receding figure for a long time.

"It's raining heavily late at night, even if there is surveillance, they probably won't be able to see me clearly.

Moreover, since those people dared to kidnap someone and keep them here, they shouldn't be so amateurish as to not even consider the issue of surveillance..."

When Lu Yuan arrived home, he found that the door of his family's small shop was still open.

His mother, Zheng Qiuling, was standing at the entrance of the shop, holding a plastic fan in her hand, looking around.

When Lu Yuan rushed into the shop with rain all over his head and body, he startled her.

When she saw Lu Yuan's face clearly, she cried out.

"Where have you been? Why is your face like this?"

"The rain was too heavy on the road, and I accidentally fell..."

Lu Yuan made up a lie with a straight face.

"How could you fall like this?"

Zheng Qiuling was anxious and angry, the plastic fan in her hand kept waving up and down.

"Did you get into a fight with someone?"

Lu Yuan didn't say anything, just stood there with his head down.

"Sigh!"

Zheng Qiuling slapped her thigh hard, threw away the fan in her hand, and ran into the inner room quickly.

After a while, she came back hurriedly with a bath towel.

"Why did you fight with someone?!"

Zheng Qiuling wiped the water stains on Lu Yuan's body with the bath towel and continued to question him.

This time, Lu Yuan "gave in".

"They... bullied someone."

"Bullied who? Bullied you? Who were they?!"

"A few... hooligans."

"You're really something!"

Zheng Qiuling rubbed Lu Yuan's head hard, with some annoyance in her words.

After hearing Lu Yuan groan, her eyes immediately became distressed again, and her movements became much gentler.

"Wipe yourself, I'll get you some medicinal wine to rub on."

Zheng Qiuling threw the towel to Lu Yuan and was about to leave.

Before going upstairs, she seemed to remember something and hurriedly ran to close the shop door first.

It seemed like she was afraid that the "hooligans" Lu Yuan mentioned would suddenly appear from somewhere and chase into the shop.

After a lot of fuss.

By the time Lu Yuan finished showering, applied the medicinal wine, listened to his mother's lecture, and returned to his room, it was almost midnight.

"Hiss—"

Lu Yuan pressed the outer side of his left rib cage, the pain made him gasp slightly.

At this moment, the dormant pain came rushing up to trouble him.

The most serious injuries on his body were mainly in two places.

One was his left rib, where he had been kicked hard by the middle-aged man.

The second was his back, which had been hit with a stick.

The other places were not so bad, mostly bruises and abrasions.

His mother had been heartbroken when he was applying the medicine. Lu Yuan saw Zheng Qiuling secretly wipe away tears twice behind his back.

"That guy was very strong, definitely a ranked fighter.

Fortunately, after I added two points to my strength later, I managed to knock him down before he could react, otherwise, I might not have been able to escape."

Of course, what Lu Yuan was most grateful for was...

Fortunately, those people didn't have guns!

If any of them had a gun and suddenly shot him, he would have been long gone by now.

Thinking back now, he felt it was dangerous.

If he had to do it again, Lu Yuan wasn't sure if he would have the courage to rush into that alley.

"Before I have enough actual combat experience, I must never let myself fall into such a dangerous situation again..."

After this battle, Lu Yuan had a thorough understanding of the gap between himself and a true [Fighter].

The various skills on his professional panel, without sufficient practical testing, were just a bunch of seemingly beautiful data.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan remembered to check his professional panel.

With a little concentration, a series of message prompts popped up in front of him.

[Your skill Basic Boxing has improved, Experience +12]

[Your skill Basic Leg Techniques has improved, Experience +8]

[Your skill Basic Footwork has improved, Experience +7]

Dazzling.

Lu Yuan directly scrolled to the bottom.

[You have experienced a battle, Profession Experience +57]

[Congratulations, your [Fighter] profession level has increased!]

[Congratulations, your skill Basic Boxing level has increased!]

[Congratulations, your skill Basic Leg Techniques level has increased!]

[Congratulations, your skill Basic Footwork level has increased!]

A series of level-up message prompts made Lu Yuan's breathing quicken with surprise.

Looking at his current [Fighter] profession panel again.

[Profession: Fighter lv4 (8/800)]

[Basic Professional Skills: Beginner Body Tempering lv4 (36/800)

Basic Boxing lv4 (66/800)

Basic Leg Techniques lv4 (49/800)

Basic Footwork lv4 (23/800)

Basic Grappling lv2 (65/200)]

[Attribute Points: 1]

[Skill Points: 3]

Basic Boxing, Basic Leg Techniques, and Basic Footwork all reached lv4.

The [Fighter] profession also increased from lv3 to lv4, catching up with the [Student] profession.

This chaotic battle, which could be called a life-or-death struggle, provided Lu Yuan with a total of fifty-seven profession experience points and hundreds of skill experience points.

It was equivalent to the experience he would gain from practicing alone for a whole day or beating Cheng Peng forty to fifty times.

It was a huge gain.

"As expected, [Fighters] still need to grow in battle.

Battle is the best nourishment for strength improvement!"

The attribute points that were originally used for temporary combat power enhancements had accumulated again due to the breakthrough in profession level.

Lu Yuan originally wanted to add this attribute point to Agility.

Looking back, he suddenly found that his Agility had somehow become 9.

"It was already at the threshold, and with the improvement of Basic Footwork due to the battle, the increase has manifested?"

Lu Yuan blinked, instantly understanding the reason.

Although his Agility had improved, Lu Yuan still chose to add this attribute point to Agility.

"First, break all to ten, and then consider specialized attribute allocation."

1 attribute point was added to Agility, increasing it from 9 to 10.

Now, Lu Yuan's four attributes were:

[Strength: 11]

[Agility: 10]

[Constitution: 10]

[Intelligence: 10]