Struggle in the Steam Age

"Your worry is not unreasonable. Two people who are also going to do something will be attacked on the same day. I don't believe this is just a simple coincidence." After hearing what Lawrence said, Priest Carter said slightly. After thinking for a few seconds, he said, "But at least you have gained a lot of benefits from this incident, and you have also unexpectedly obtained opportunities that should belong to you."

　　 "So I think you really need to learn something related to combat, especially if you exercise well during this period of time, which can save a lot of basic practice time." At this point, Priest Carter complained a little.

"I told my old buddy Lambert long ago that children can't just let them read books, but also have to do proper exercise. Look, if it wasn't for your recent exercise to gain a strong body, this time you met The attack might take your life."

　　 "Yes-yes." Lawrence nodded slightly, because he really couldn't say that his strong body was only obtained after the attack yesterday. "But where do I go to study? I do know a few places to learn fighting, but I don't think the content taught there is suitable for fighting."

"You are right. How can those fighting skills that can lead to fatal be taught to others casually? But I can introduce you to the fighting club I usually go to. If you go to report my name, the coach will teach you some real Fighting techniques for actual combat.” Priest Carter said

　　 "Thank you." Lawrence quickly thanked him after hearing these words, and then he remembered the adventure he was facing. "By the way, Uncle Carter, about that underground ruin—"

"You mean the underground ruins in the north of the city." Priest Carter knew what Lawrence was going to say. "You can go there without worry. Since the ruins were discovered, the churches and magic associations in the city have sent people to go. I've seen it, but I don't feel the magical reaction inside."

　　 "As far as I know, the nouveau riche from the south hired several extraordinary people as bodyguards, and you are just a backup doctor. So just pay attention to it and it should be no problem."

"Thank you, uncle." After listening to Priest Carter's words, Lawrence suddenly relaxed a lot. After buying another two ounces of holy salt, he took the letter of introduction he had just issued with Carter and After bid farewell to St. Gutenberg Cathedral.

"Ah, what a good boy, it's a pity that he was not suitable to be an extraordinary person when he was a child. Otherwise, he might become a good extraordinary person." Priest Carter sighed as he looked at Lawrence's back, then turned his head to look Peter next to him said: "Do you now know how lucky it is that you have talent? Don't hurry up and finish today's exercises."

　　 "Okay." Peter lowered his head helplessly. Originally, he wanted to find a time to read a book at noon. As a result, let alone reading idle books now, I have to give up during lunch break.

　　 But Lawrence didn't know all this. After leaving the cathedral, he went straight to the Bull Fight Club on Third Avenue. Following the address given by Priest Carter, he quickly came to the door of a building with an earthly Roman architectural style.

　　 "Third Avenue 27b, it should be here." Lawrence looked at the building with some doubts after looking at the bronze door plate nailed to a pillar. "Why doesn't this fight club even have a sign?"

"Drink!" "Ha!" When he walked up the steps and pushed the door open, Lawrence saw dozens of men and women in uniform sportswear fighting each other, some practicing routines with the coach, and others playing Roll iron on the equipment on the edge of the court.

　　 "It looks pretty good, at least better than expected. Lawrence walked in the direction of the reception while thinking.

　　 A waitress wearing an emerald petticoat came up and asked after spotting Lawrence. "This gentleman, can I help you?"

　　 "It's like this, I was introduced by Priest Carter of St. Gutenberg Cathedral." He took out the letter of introduction that Priest Carter had just handed him and said politely. "In the next week, I hope to learn enough fighting skills here."

　　 "There is a letter of introduction." The waiter took a look at the letter of introduction, and then motioned Lawrence to follow her. "In fact, this place is a membership system and generally does not entertain outside guests. Priest Carter is a rare club member with the right to recommend."

　　 "No wonder this place doesn't even have a sign." Lawrence finally figured out why the club seemed so low-key.

　　 "Before starting training for you, our coach will conduct a comprehensive assessment of you." The waiter introduced Lawrence to him as he walked back.

"Because you just said that you want a week of intensive training, and if you want to significantly improve your fighting level in such a short period of time, you must ask the coach to develop a training plan that best suits your current situation. This. UU reading www.uukānshu.com"

　　 "Indeed, this is reasonable." Lawrence nodded. It seems that the shop recommended by Uncle Carter is indeed a truly capable shop, and it is very high-end, which can provide private customized services.

　　 After bypassing the hall where a group of people exercised, Lawrence was led by the waiter across a lawn to the podium. Upstairs are rooms for one-on-one training. When they walked to a door on the second floor, the waiter who was leading the way stopped and knocked on the door.

　　 "Come in, the door is unlocked." A low voice came from the room, and after pushing the door open, a middle-aged man holding dumbbells with his back to them appeared in front of Lawrence.

　　 This middle-aged man does not look strong, but the body wearing a vest can see that his muscles are distinct, just like those sculptures of ancient Greece that show a perfect body.

　　 Hearing someone coming in, the middle-aged man put down the dumbbell in his hand and turned around. "Ah, is it a newcomer again?"

　　 He turned his head to look at the waiter and said, "Okay, Lily, you can go back to the front desk. Let me take care of the next thing."

　　 After waiting for the waiter to leave the house, the middle-aged coach looked at Lawrence and asked. "Can you tell me why you want to learn to fight?"

　　 "Because I will enter another ruin for scientific research immediately, I feel that I must strengthen myself." Lawrence said half-truth.

　　 "Well, this is a very reasonable reason." The middle-aged man nodded. "People like you are always like this. You don't usually exercise your body, and you only think about strengthening yourself when things happen. Okay, you go change your clothes first, and let me see your physical foundation."