Reports on the new students at Canglan University are uneventful.
For Canglan University, every year it welcomes the best students from each province. If they are not the top students in the province, they will not have the confidence to say that their results are very good.
Among the freshmen, Zhang Xuezhou seemed extremely ordinary.
He settled the matters related to his admission very smoothly.
But when Zhang Xuezhou returned home, he found that things were not going well at home.
Zhang Manqian seems to be ill.
"You mean you saw me jumping off the building, but I didn't actually jump. Is this a hallucination?" Zhang Xuezhou asked suspiciously.
"That's it," Zhang Manqian said in despair, "Brother, my sister is finished too!"
"It's just a little hallucination problem," Zhang Xuezhou comforted, "It's not a big problem. Just look at how often it happens and just avoid it a little bit!"
"Why do you treat such a serious illness so lightly?" Zhang Manqian asked in shock.
"This does not affect your life," Zhang Xuezhou said: "As long as you know the time of onset of the disease and avoid going to high-rise buildings, you will be very safe!"
As a person whose soul has been eroded by demonic power, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he has sufficient experience in this area.
He was very well prepared.
Accordingly, Zhang Xuezhou was able to impart many of his patients’ experiences to Zhang Manqian.
"Even if you see me jumping down from a tall building, don't panic or jump after me, because I would have died if I jumped from that height. There is no point in you jumping after me," Zhang Xuezhou comforted.
"If I had seen this kind of hallucination on the third or fourth floor, I wouldn't have been so stupid to follow suit!" Zhang Manqian said dejectedly.
"That's okay, this doesn't affect you, your mind is still very normal." Zhang Xuezhou spread his hands and said: "This is just a little hallucination symptom. Look at those people with high blood pressure and low blood pressure. When their vision suddenly goes dark, they rush forward.
No, that’s dangerous!”
"I don't know what happened, but I suddenly felt better after you comforted me like this!"
At first, Zhang Manqian felt that she had an incurable disease and that her study and practice would be greatly affected, and that she was not even suitable for practicing martial arts and performing tasks.
But with Zhang Xuezhou's comfort, Zhang Manqian calmed down a lot.
If her hallucination symptoms were considered to be high blood pressure, there would be no problem.
As long as she understands the rules and takes reasonable precautions, short-term hallucinations will not affect her.
She can earn money for Zhang Xuezhou's genetic repair, and obviously she can also provide herself with medical treatment, but the price she needs to pay has increased again.
Zhang Manqian felt that the lost strength in her body began to return, and her whole body began to feel warm.
When the strength of her hands and feet recovered, Zhang Manqian rolled up from the bed with a jerk.
"Be polite, girls don't turn around like this when they get up..."
Zhang Xuezhou's voice was still nagging in her ears, but Zhang Manqian no longer had time to pay attention to this noise.
She stretched her body, trying to get as close to the characteristics of the crane-shaped fist as possible.
"Be still and wait for work. If the enemy does not move, I will not move. When the enemy moves, I will move first!"
The moment she stretched out her arms, Zhang Manqian's body had already soared into the air.
When the pain of her head hitting the ceiling came, Zhang Manqian did not feel any regrets, but instead felt joy in her heart.
Perhaps due to the sudden onset of mental illness, or for other reasons, Zhang Manqian felt that the kind of feeling that was difficult to find in the past emerged in every part of her body.
For a moment, she even felt like she had turned into a crane.
In just one week, it was clear that she had reached the threshold of Crane-shaped Fist.
Five-star fighting skills is another level of entry-level fighting skills, but for her level, this is undoubtedly the supreme secret.
As long as Zhang Manqian masters this kind of boxing, her strength in close combat will be twice or even more than before.
"The fighting skills are genuine!"
In her interaction with Zuo Teng, Zhang Manqian also had many concerns.
But this concern was directly shattered by the effects of martial arts.
What Zuo Teng mentioned is true. In addition to normal fighting techniques, there is also a genetic arsenal. This is the most powerful fighting technique currently developed by mankind, and may even subvert the future pattern.
When humans possess the strengths of other creatures, and even develop these strengths continuously, humans will undoubtedly become the most powerful race.
Strength, speed, acumen, longevity...
When each physical advantage emerges, such a human will become a super human.
And among the group of super humans, there are the first sequence, the second sequence, the third sequence...
With her current level of entry, she may be on the verge of the first series of super humans.
Zhang Manqian felt a sense of pride rising in her heart, and her previous mental illness had been forgotten.
"It's useless to learn these things all day long. You should learn from me how to enter the country. If you can learn Taiqingzhen Technique, you won't be afraid of getting hurt. Even if you learn the key to conditioning..."
"Brother, do you want to learn "Crane-shaped Fist" from me?"
Zhang Xuezhou was still chattering, while Zhang Manqian's thoughts were tumbling.
The genes in each person's body are different, but members of the same family may be relatively close.
Zhang Xuezhou has not done gene sequencing, and it is impossible to meet the physical strength standards of those institutions for sequencing, and he has not taken genetic medicine, but Zhang Manqian thinks that Zhang Xuezhou can give it a try.
There is no harm in stimulating the body's genetic potential. Zhang Xuezhou is physically weak. If he can practice "Crane-shaped Fist", he will undoubtedly be able to better protect himself.
Zhang Manqian does not expect Zhang Xuezhou to participate in dangerous tasks by relying on his fighting skills. As long as Zhang Xuezhou can become strong, everything will be enough.
She looked at Zhang Xuezhou, who was diligently recommending his own unique skills, and also began to recommend "Crane-shaped Fist".
"The fighting skills of the genetic arsenal? Should I learn this?" Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously.
"Yes." Zhang Manqian nodded and said, "There's no harm in learning from it!"
"Then why don't you learn what I recommend? There's no harm in learning these!"
Zhang Xuezhou raised the draft in his hand, and seeing the familiar handwriting made Zhang Manqian smile reluctantly.
Hers has a real background, but Zhang Xuezhou's is purely a handwritten excerpt and self-created.
But it is difficult for mentally ill patients to reason.
Zhang Manqian blinked and finally reached out to take over Zhang Xuezhou's many drafts.
"I learn from you, and you learn from mine," Zhang Manqian said.
"Sure, if you don't understand, just ask me," Zhang Xuezhou said, "The practice system here is a little different from what we know now. I've just started now, and there's still a lot I don't understand!"
"me too!"
Zhang Manqian handed the memory to Zhang Xuezhou, and the two looked at each other speechless for a moment.
"You remember to practice well!"
"You remember to practice well!"
When they spoke again, the same sound came out of their mouths.
"It seems that we don't trust each other very much," Zhang Manqian said.
"Then let's practice a short section a day to verify each other?" Zhang Xuezhou suggested.
"Fine!"
Zhang Manqian frowned and finally agreed to this request.
She had practiced the Nine Yin Manual in the past, but Zhang Weimeng's Nine Yin Manual was useless, and Zhang Xuezhou's current drafts would obviously have the same consequences.
It's okay to practice for a while, but after all, nothing can be accomplished by practicing.
After thinking clearly about the relevant issues, Zhang Manqian agreed.
Zhang Xuezhou also looked at the memory in his hand.