In the early morning, a young nurse entered the ward, replaced Cao Yanyue's nutritional solution, and said to him: "In three hours, you can be discharged."
The young nurse seemed to have some disgust on her face and said: "You are young, don't always be brave and aggressive. You were beaten like this with the Vajra Fist, and you almost ended your spiritual practice. Do you know?"
Cao Yanyue raised his eyebrows, his indifferent mood reflected on his face. The young nurse suddenly felt that this young man was hopeless, and was too lazy to say anything to him. He huffed and hurried out after changing the nutrient solution. Ward.
After the nurse left, Cao Yanyue was thoughtful and said to himself: "Dajang Fist?"
"I was almost crippled by someone using the King Kong Fist?"
"Isn't this martial arts?"
"Is there anyone still practicing martial arts these days?"
"I remember that this boxing method is the introductory method of Buddhist Zen Kung Fu in Tianzen Temple University. It combines Zen and martial arts, and uses martial arts to enter Taoism. It is a very ancient system. It doesn't seem to be a high-level martial arts?"
"That's right, beating a high school student to death doesn't require any advanced martial arts."
The martial arts society was decades ago.
Today is an immortal society, and there are very few people who practice martial arts.
It's not that the top warriors are weak.
Martial arts is typically weak in the early stage and strong in the later stage. Training is hard, and the strength depends entirely on oneself.
The Immortal Way is very quick to learn and progress very quickly. If you are not successful in practicing it, you can transform your body and directly access the artificial spiritual roots, making it easier to use external objects.
During the first dozen years of training, a Taoist disciple with average qualifications could kill warriors one or two levels higher with the help of civilian mass-produced flying swords.
It was not until twenty years later that some talented people who practiced martial arts broke through to the realm of martial arts, refined their Gang Qi, and were no longer afraid of civilian flying swords, and they slowly caught up.
The chance of breaking through to Wuhao is seven to one hundred thousand!
Who can persist for more than ten years and bet on an uncertain future?
Immortal Dao has followed the trend of the times and has long since eliminated martial arts.
Although it was a bit weird that Ye Ling Sixteen was beaten to death with the King Kong Fist, Cao Yanyue did not bother himself and think about these useless chores.
He was bored and did a little search for "his" high school course schedule and the scores of various high school subjects.
Ye Lingsixi's science, technology, culture and education were pretty good, but her education in Xiandao was terrible.
"Holy shit, this guy has been a high school student for more than three months, and he has accumulated more than 80 Immortal Education points? The bottom line for applying for third-class citizenship is a thousand Immortal Education points!"
More than half of the first semester of high school has passed, and Ye Lingsixi only scored 82 points in the Immortal Dao class. Unless a miracle happens, he is destined to fail to obtain third-class citizenship after graduating from high school and will fall into the civilian level.
Cao Yanyue was surprised at how useless this young man was and couldn't help but complain:
"No wonder he was abandoned by his family."
"Isn't this a typical good-for-nothing young master?"
"Without citizenship, they can't even apply for college. Without college education, ordinary people can't find well-paid jobs, and their future prospects are dim. Most civilians live in poverty and at the bottom of society their whole lives because of insufficient academic qualifications."
"Even if he is a rich second generation, he cannot enter the family business."
"After all, I was once a fairy social beast who enjoyed ninety-nine blessings. Could it be that after I changed my identity, I didn't have to go to college to be a college student, and I didn't even have the blessings. I could only lie down and wait for death as a rich second-class man. generation?"
"Did God give me such a heavy blow so that I could save this young man's bleak life?"
Complaints are complaints. Although the game started in "difficult" mode, Cao Yanyue was full of confidence in himself.
After all, he, Xiao Cao, was a top talent admitted to the sword-making department of Kunlun Sword Immortal Academy. The high school immortal education course was a piece of cake.
"There are miracles in the world!"
"Let me create a miracle."
Cao Yanyue still remembers that when he graduated from high school, the Immortal Education Points seemed to be tens of thousands. He couldn't remember whether it was more than 50,000 or more than 80,000. That stuff was not difficult to obtain.
Anyway, when he graduated, he had already received his Taoist certificate.
Before enrolling in college, the chance of getting a Taoist certificate is - 3.1 in 10,000.
Cao Yanyue soaked in the nutrient solution and read the high school curriculum for three hours, thinking to himself: "This young man named Ye Ling Sixteen has a very poor talent for immortality."
"He is a……"
"A very upright immortal idiot!"
Three hours later, the nurse walked into the ward again, took Cao Yanyue out of the nutrient solution, and urged him to go through the discharge procedures.
Cao Yanyue completed the discharge procedures and was not in a hurry to go back to the boarding school. He found an open space in the hospital and practiced Wuzu Changquan methodically, move by move. He had to get familiar with this body.
Wuzu Changquan is a compulsory course in high school immortal education. It connects the twelve physical exercises for primary school students and the compulsory bone and muscle exercises for junior high schools. They are all good skills to solidify the foundation, but they are only useful for solidifying the foundation.
When he was a boy, Cao Yanyue put in a lot of hard work in this boxing technique. In junior high school, he practiced Wuzu Changquan to the full level. When he was in high school, he never bothered about this course.
Ye Lingsliu's body memory is quite strong, and she has to forcefully change her moves several times and go in the wrong direction.
Cao Yanyue endured the physical discomfort and still completed the entire set of thirty-six moves of Wuzu Changquan one by one, using the correct posture. He always had to fight against his body's memory. He had never punched so tiredly in his eight lives.
After a set of Martial Ancestor Changquan strikes, Cao Yanyue felt somewhat confident and put aside his biggest worry. He thought there was something wrong with the body, but he didn't expect that this young man was too stupid to practice boxing properly.
Cao Yanyue broke out in a sweat, put his thumb between his eyebrows, and cursed: "You idiot! See? You have worked hard for more than ten years and practiced wrongly. It is correct to practice like me."
"Didn't this kid think carefully? There are a lot of things he didn't practice right! As long as he makes a few corrections, this set of immortal boxing techniques can improve by leaps and bounds?!"
As he complained, he closed his eyes, recalling the feeling of practicing boxing just now, and found out the imperfections in his boxing skills.
In high school, Cao Yanyue could never do this.
During his college years, he conducted an in-depth study on Wuzu Changquan due to his personal interest, which was quite fruitful. He also wrote a paper and published it in the school journal, earning a lot of credits.
It was just that at that time, it was no longer necessary to re-practice this set of basic high school immortal Taoist boxing techniques, and it could only be regarded as a kind of fun.
Ten minutes later, when Cao Yanyue practiced Wuzu Changquan for the second time, he added his own understanding and changed a few small details. Instead of all the muscles in the body being tense, there was a degree of relaxation, and the boxing skills suddenly became a little more refined. Divide the charm.
"The first form is three mountains and five mountains, the second form is flying frost in June..."
He practiced the twenty-seven postures of Mountaineering and Crossing the Tiger, and his lower abdomen suddenly felt hot, and a warm current jumped...
