"The goal of this job is to require you to become the world's number one martial arts master. And the reward is for you to be the world's number one master for at least three years."
At the beginning of 2044, one day when the spirit of the new year was still lingering, someone said such a strange thing to Lu Xuanyu.
On this day, Lu Xuanyu was awakened by the sporadic sound of firecrackers. He had not rested very well in the past few days. In the countryside, setting off firecrackers was not taboo. Children had small toys made of explosives in their hands, and the sporadic noises were very disturbing.
people.
Lu Xuanyu stood up from the bed with support from his hands, and then got out of bed.
After losing the lower half of his body, Lu Xuanyu no longer slept in the same room with his wife.
He is a so-called "half-human". In a car accident, he lost his entire lower body and part of his digestive tract. Fortunately, the main organs that maintain life are basically intact. His daily excretion and excretion depend on the connection
The two flexible tubes of the kidney and the fistula were completed.
Generally speaking, it is difficult for such people to take care of themselves.
But Lu Xuanyu is different. He was once a "martial arts master".
Lu Xuanyu's grandfather was one of the people who "got rich first" in the Republic. Although he was not rich and prosperous, he still ensured that the following generations would have enough food and clothing.
Lu Xuanyu has loved reading martial arts novels since he was a child. When he was a teenager, he liked to practice some farm tricks with the old masters in his hometown. When he was a teenager, because he admired a martial artist named Bruce Lee, he went to the Zhenfan Martial Arts Center in Seattle, United States.
, learning a martial art called Jeet Kune Do. After studying for three years in that already somewhat dilapidated martial arts gym, he spent money to enjoy the training of MMA professional players in a club in the United States. After another two years, he went to
Brazil, where I learned Gracie Jiu-Jitsu and a little bit of Capoeira.
After gaining these foundations, he returned to China again, visited martial artists from various places, and delved into the martial arts system that was most closely related to his cultural background. Everywhere he went, he had to communicate with local martial artists.
After that, he also went to Japan and Western Europe. In his future plans, he will also go to the Philippines and Thailand.
But that future has been run over by an overloaded truck.
Nowadays, Lu Xuanyu is only "half a human".
The first thing Lu Xuanyu did after getting up from the bed was to put on a soft cushion to cover his lower body, and then put on thick protective gloves. Then, with his hands on the ground, he walked out of bed step by step and walked to the washbasin.
side.
Then, he grasped the edge of the washbasin with both hands and pushed himself up.
Then, skillfully take out the toothbrush and toothpaste.
Looking at his face with increasingly sparse stubble in the mirror, Lawrence Lu raised his eyebrows and then inserted the toothbrush into his mouth.
Lu Xuanyu wanted to die. He didn't want to end up like this at all. He just wanted to drag the kid back who was crossing the road, and didn't think much about anything else.
However, his more than ten years of skills were not enough in front of that overloaded truck.
Lu Xuanyu's legs turned into flesh, and his pelvis was completely shattered. Everything below the navel disappeared.
But those ten years of skills finally came into play in another place that he didn't expect to appear at all. His extraordinary physique allowed him to survive blood loss, shock, anesthesia, resuscitation, infection, etc.
Dangerous hurdles. Every hurdle here should have cost him his life, but he survived them all.
When he woke up, his height was only eighty centimeters.
This is really a bad miracle.
He resisted treatment for a time and even asked his family to stay away.
Later, his wife found his master in the United States.
"What are you here for? Teacher?" he asked at that time. "The meaning of the first half of my life has been shattered, and I can only be a 'half-person' in the second half of my life. What's the point of my life?"
The warrior from the other side of the ocean nodded: "Lu, your idea makes me very ashamed. I'm here to refund the tuition you gave me and apologize to you."
He bowed deeply to his former disciple.
Lu Xuanyu felt confused. The warrior explained: "When you came to the United States, you told me that you wanted to learn Jeet Kune Do. I told you at that time that there was no real Jeet Kune Do in the world. When you left, I
You said that I have nothing left to teach you. If you think about it carefully, these words are not entirely true. In fact, I can still teach you a little bit of Jeet Kune Do - although only a little bit."
"What's the point of teaching me Jeet Kune Do now?" Lu Xuanyu showed an angry expression at the time, "What kind of Jeet Kune Do can I learn?"
"Jet Kune Do, I only learned a little bit from Mr. Kimura. But I at least know that the purpose of Jeet Kune Do is not to 'achieve any special moves'. The purpose of practicing kung fu is not to break rocks or wooden boards. We
What we are more concerned about is using it to influence our entire thinking and lifestyle. The highest state of Jeet Kune Do practice is to destroy anything that disturbs your mind."
The martial artist tapped Lu Xuanyu's chest: "Jet Kune Do is a kind of free expression. The ultimate meaning of martial arts is to express oneself faithfully. Lu, Jeet Kune Do only teaches people how to interpret this spiritual power that bursts out from life itself.
You may never break a truck, but you can break something much scarier than a truck. It's here, try Jeet Kune Do and find a way to break it."
At that time, Lu Xuanyu gave up his plan to seek death and began to cooperate with treatment.
He declined other help, moved to this small village with a relatively low cost of living, and started a self-media online, hoping to promote martial arts culture.
He stayed away from most of his relatives and friends in the past, except for his wife. He thought about divorce, but his wife was not willing.
On the New Year's Eve of 2044, Lu Xuanyu took a handful of bitterly cold water from the faucet, applied it to his face, and rubbed it vigorously.
He looked in the mirror and encouraged himself with lines from the animation he had watched when he was a boy: "It's time to practice."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After washing, it is morning exercise. Lu Xuanyu has a treadmill that can be controlled with a voice assistant. He only has two hands, so he has to use this method to control the treadmill designed for able-bodied people.
treadmill.
He replaced his feet with his hands and ran on it. The song "Life is a Battle" was playing on the speaker. Lu Xuanyu often used this song to encourage himself.
Walking with his hands requires different muscles than pull-ups and push-ups. The survival implants in his body have left many of his muscles somewhat paralyzed, so he must use this method to exercise accurately.
Lu Xuanyu's biggest gain from the professional club in the United States was about sports science. There he learned how to scientifically control the amount of training and how to avoid sports injuries.
Lu Xuanyu spends a lot of time on this every day.
After finishing his morning exercise, he was already covered in sweat. Lu Xuanyu changed out of his sweaty clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After doing all this, his wife also made breakfast for him, which was easy to digest. The portion was not large but very healthy.
Lu Xuanyu occasionally feels that he should only eat half the amount of food he used to eat. However, losing half of his body does not seem to have really reduced his food intake. Lu Xuanyu also occasionally feels that this phenomenon is very interesting.
The morning is his working time. He updates articles, video editing, copywriting and other matters. Later dubbing is left to other partners.
The self-media he runs does not have many fans. He has never revealed his identity in front of the camera, and he has never mentioned that he is a disabled person.
If he spoke out, maybe more people would pay attention to him. It might also be easier to make money that way.
But he doesn't really want to be a "motivational guru."
According to his character, this suffering that he should crush by himself will always make him feel a knot in his heart when he suddenly sells it for money.
Lu Xuanyu's work progress was not very smooth on this day. It is not every day that he can come up with attractive content.
While he was upset, Lu Xuanyu heard a voice coming from outside the door: "This way...Mr. Xiang, this is it."
This voice was very familiar to him. It was a cadre of the local Disabled Persons' Federation. He was a little reluctant to accept help from these people, but the staff were indeed very enthusiastic.
Only this time, he actually heard a somewhat obvious...pleasure in this cadre's voice?
Then, the man knocked on the door: "Lao Lu! Lao Lu! Are you at home? Good news! Lao Lu!"
Lu Xuanyu's wife opened the door.
Lu Xuanyu was thinking about getting a room with better soundproofing.
Later, Lu Xuanyu heard his wife's exclamation. It was the kind of "very surprised, but deliberately suppressed for the sake of etiquette".
After chatting for a few words at the door, his wife's footsteps came closer. She pushed the door open and grabbed his shoulder: "Xuanyu, Xuanyu... it may be good news. You can
...Tsk, let the guests come and talk to you later."
She seemed very excited and ran out again.
Lu Xuanyu didn't know why, but he still turned the office chair with his hands to face the door. Now that he has no legs, others rarely criticize him for "etiquette".
The next second, Lu Xuanyu was also stunned.
The man who came in from the studio door... his face looked familiar...
It seems like... I often see it in the news...
The man stretched out his hand to Lu Xuanyu, shook it, and said, "Hello, Mr. Lu. My name is Xiang Shan..."
Lu Xuanyu's mind seemed to be buzzing.
He remembered who this person was. One of the most famous rich men in the entire Republic, and also one of the most famous scientists in the Republic. In the past few years, he had become famous for his "complete human evolution" technology.
Xiang Shan, chairman of Transhumanism International, the world's number one pharmaceutical company.
However, although Xiang Shan is a big shot, he has nothing to do with Lu Xuanyu. Lu Xuanyu asked: "Mr. Xiang, you are a big shot. You have so many things to do, why are you looking for me when you have time?"
"I saw the self-media you run and I feel that some of your ideas are very consistent with the corporate culture of our company. It just so happens that we are planning to hold a fighting competition. I have a job that I want to introduce to you." Xiang Shan said: "The purpose of this job is
The goal is for you to become the best martial arts master in the world. And the reward is for you to be the best master in the world for at least three years."