“What thing?”
Fang Nanxun suspected that he had heard wrongly.
What an international joke.
Fang Nanxun was a little anxious about Dr. Sang’s hesitation.
“Hold on.”
Dr. Sang pondering silently, sometimes frowning, sometimes shaking his head. He was more confident of his guess after thinking over it.
Dr. Sang said, “Comparing the real-time measurement data when we were in the room and when we were not in the room, Tang Hong seemed nervous, but also not really nervous.”
“Tension means tension contraction… For example, getting rich and getting married will cause deep or shallow tension… The most intuitive manifestations are increased heart rate, increased blood pressure, and slower blood flow.”
“And for Tang Hong.”
Speaking of this, he paused, then said, “Smooth muscle contraction and a series of tension manifestations are absent. It seems that when someone is around him, he is in a normal state. When he’s alone, he enters an overclocking state, and the data shows what’s happening in his body was subtle changes that are ‘diametrically opposed to tension’.”
“Unbelievable!”
“Can you understand!?”
“No wounds, no abnormalities, I really can’t think of anything other than nervousness. I have to record this, an unknown type of nervousness.” Dr. Sang took out a small notebook from his jacket pocket and said so while recording.
Fang Nanxun was stunned. “I understand what is tension, but what does it mean to enter the overclocking state?”
Dr. Sang shook his head. “That’s just a metaphor.”
Fang Nanxun asked again, “Will normal type of tension also make it impossible to reach the entry standard?”
Dr. Sang pondered for a moment, then said, “I don’t know.”
“The field of transcendence and sanctification cannot be fully analyzed by current technology. For example, the gods don’t conform to the law of conservation of matter, and low-level kinetic energy that isn’t fused with willpower is particularly weak against them.”
“Something that cannot be explained by science doesn’t mean that it doesn’t exist, nor does it mean that it is unscientific.”
“That’s enough explanation.”
“You won’t understand what I’m saying anyway.”
“I’ll leave first later. You have to show optimism and positive emotions, then just find an excuse to let him practice alone. Don’t tell him about the tension problem. After Tang Hong become a transcendent, I will contact him alone.”
Dr. Sang waved his hand, ignored Fang Nanxun’s blank look, and ran back to the room. He observed the real-time data again, and his eyes lit up. He began to record.
The recording was complete.
He collected all the notes, nodded at Tang Hong with a smile, and left straight away.
Fang Nanxun shook hands with him at the door and thanked him, and watched Dr. Sang leave with a relaxed smile on his face.
He carried a set of clothes and threw it to Tang Hong. “If you have the chance in the future, you must thank Dr. Sang properly. He has found out the problem and is rushing back to the Imperial Capital for a meeting… The reason you have failed several times is probably that you didn’t wear standard practice clothing. Jeans and sportswear will affect your performance… Change into this suit and practice again, you will definitely succeed. I will go downstairs and take a smoke.”
“You practice yours.”
“No need to bother about me.”
Watching Fang Nanxun leave in a hurry, it was as if his cigarette addiction had occurred. Tang Hong was surprised and delighted now. Having finally found the reason, he was finally able to reach the entry standard!
That’s right.
He had to believe in the experts and professionals, not to mention that Dr. Sang was a valuable talent of the Central Research Institute.
Thus…
He changed into the suit… Although Tang Hong kept feeling that this suit exuded a strange smell.
Time to try it out. Tang Hong slowly got into the starting posture, slashing out with his loosely clenched fists. Although still lacking confidence, his strong willpower made Tang Hong enter the state of training, causing him to become free of distractions at this moment.
Instantly!
He reached the entry standard!
One second or half a second, Tang Hong didn’t know, he was just immersing himself in the joyful ocean of this transcendent secret technique.
‘Fang Nanxun was right.’
‘Once I reach the entry standard, it’s so easy, it’s like playing a game.’
‘I can even feel my whole person being enveloped by happy emotions.’
Tang Hong, who reached the entry standard in an instant, practically forgot the passage of time.
At this moment, he was very happy and comfortable, so comfortable that he didn’t want to stop. The cohesion of willpower made him more and more attentive, his strokes becoming more and more standardized, and his posture became more and more casual.
After reaching the entry standard, each transcendent technique needs to be fine-tuned to fit the user, and reach the most appropriate frequency in order to be completely stable:
Which was the intermediate standard of the fist technique.
Recalling Fang Nanxun’s demonstration, Tang Hong felt a force slowly pouring out of his body, converging on the surface of his fist, and then wrapping back into his body. Practicing this technique now was tiring, but instead very invigorating.
He knew this was the entry standard of the fist technique.
He sensed the subtle changes in his body muscles, and can’t help but adjust his movements so that he could punch more smoothly, more easily, and full of explosive power.
Maybe after a minute or two, or maybe after a century or two.
When Tang Hong retracted his fist, he twisted his waist, and explosive power rose from the soles of his feet to between his waist and abdomen, injected into his shoulders, and then into the fist, pushing the punch out in the air. It was very slow at the beginning and only accelerated at the last moment.
Suddenly acceleration, vibration, and explosion!
Snap!
Tang Hong’s punch made a slight crisp sound. Normal people couldn’t hear it at all, but it did exist.
[Ding Dong!]
[Experience practicing a fist technique alone, individual value increased by one.]
Seeing, hearing, and feeling the flickering of the information flow, Tang Hong instantly smiled. He guessed right.
The transcendent technique was indeed the second long-term gain.
Bang!
The door was pushed open, and Fang Nanxun’s round-eyed face was full of shock. “You reached the entry standard?”
“I didn’t.”
Tang Hong said slowly, “I reached the intermediate standard.”
“???”
Fang Nanxun was just starting to feel disappointed, but when two words ‘intermediate standard’ was loud like the clamor of gongs and drums, shocking him into a dumbfounded expression.
Intermediate standard fist technique? It seemed that it was the accumulation of the few time failures.
The first nine failures were not entirely useless. It had laid the foundation for the tenth time, accumulating experience, paving the way to the extreme, and succeeding in one fell swoop. This was the meaning of accumulation.
Failure was the mother of success.
Fang Nanxun was surprised.
But when he thought about it, he felt that it was a pity. He heard that today’s six great geniuses would reach the entry standard at most by the third time, and they all reached the intermediate standard within seven times.
“It’s my fault.”
“If I had let Tang Hong practice by himself earlier, it’s likely he could reach the entry standard by the second or third time. It’s not clear how many times Tang Hong needed to reach the entry standard.”
Fang Nanxun didn’t say this out. He smiled slightly and congratulated Tang Hong.
As for the tension problem, he planned to tell Tang Hong after Tang he completed the special training camp, lest he knew the true reason and become nervous. But at the same time, he was worried that Tang Hong would enter the special training camp and encounter a similar situation would occur.
Rushing to leave, Tang Hong’s hurried voice interrupted Fang Nanxun’s thoughts, “Let’s go let’s go, the train is about to leave!”
“Hold on.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Change your clothes first…”
Fang Nanxun stood waiting outside the door, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
Through the crack in the door.
Fang Nanxun clearly saw Tang Hongyi’s reluctant expression. Actually, Fang Nanxun just casually took a set of hospital gowns and spilled some disinfectant to avoid unhygienic conditions, turning it into ‘training clothes’.
Soon.
The two set off. Fang Nanxun was free during the day, so he sent Tang Hong off since he had nothing to do anyway.
“You don’t mind right?”
Fang Nanxun shook his right hand holding a cigarette in the car surrounded by air-conditioning.
“It’s ok.”
Tang Hong was closing his eyes and thinking about that fist technique. Hearing this, he opened his eyes and nodded. “Oh right, there was something I didn’t have time to tell you the day before. Zhang Jing from the Tiansheng organization looked for me, but I don’t know the intention.”
Zhang Jing?
Fang Nanxun lit the cigarette and sucked a mouth. He didn’t know this person. “The headquarters of the Tiansheng organization is right in Yunhai City. I have never heard of a transcendent named Zhang Jing.”
Tang Hong carefully described the process of he and Fan Yu meeting Zhang Jing that day in the teahouse in the alley.
“Oh?”
Fang Nanxun squinted his eyes. “The fist technique I taught you was created by myself. About a few years ago, when I was a special training camp instructor, I waived the cost and taught this technique widely. Zhang Jing might be one of the members in the special training camp at that time.”
Hu.
He puffed out a mouth of smoke, forming a cloud of condensed smoke.
“Try to recall more.” Fang Nanxun asked thoughtfully, “That Zhang Jing wears black cloth strips on both wrists?”
Tang Hong thought back and said, “It was wrapped around the wrist. As for whether he was wearing the black clothes the day before… At that time, the sky was dim and I didn’t pay attention, I couldn’t see clearly.”
Fang Nanxun said blandly, “I reckon he’s using an extreme exhaustion method to try and become a transcendent.”
“What do you mean?” Tang Hong’s eyes lit up.
“Don’t ask, don’t be curious.” Fang Nanxun said softly, seemingly warning, “Don’t learn from him in the future. Being impatient and wanting to become a transcendent, he’s just dreaming.”
“The anxious and the timid don’t even need to think about breaking the limits of their willpower.”
“In the past, there were people who tried to avoid danger, didn’t participate in attacking the gods, and tried to become a transcendent by themselves.”
Fang Nanxun was suddenly silent.
The atmosphere inside the car suddenly became cold, and Tang Hong couldn’t help shiver.
“Then, they all died.”
“Becoming a transcendent independently, I’m afraid that’s something even a genius can’t achieve.”
Fang Nanxun was holding the cigarette with only the butt left. He rubbed his hand on it a few times, his action looking very practiced, causing Tang Hong’s eyes to change slightly.
He had seen a movie.
The protagonist in the movie was a serial killer who used this method to wipe away his fingerprints.
Tang Hong glanced secretly.
The two fingers remained as usual, and the fingerprints were clear.
He really had to rectify his persecution delusions. Tang Hong lowered his eyes and sat in a precarious manner, looking steadily forward, watching the Yunhui train station getting closer and closer.
The car stopped on the side of the street directly opposite the train station. Tang Hong pushed open the car door and half-footed out of the car.
He turned around.
Looking at Fang Nanxun, he said, “That house and car, I want to buy them.”
“Can. 100 points.” Fang Nanxun pulled on his seat belt and didn’t turn sideways, as if speaking to the air.
Tang Hong smiled. “Thank you. Get ready for the transfer procedure.”
“It’s a good thing to have confidence.”
Fang Nanxun happily watched Tang Hong leave. Originally, he was thinking that as long as Tang Hong could graduate, he would give him those unimportant things as a gift.
But now, it’s different. Tang Hong had confidence and didn’t want to rely on others. He wanted to truly own those things, which was good for his mentality and willpower.
Now, if Fang Nanxun still wanted to give those things to Tang Hong for free, it wouldn’t be an act of kindness anymore, but humiliating Tang Hong.
“Third place isn’t a problem.”
“Second place can also be contested.” Fang Nanxun’s face gradually became serious. “But the first place for the entry test into the camp has already been preordained.”
…
By 4 PM.
Tang Hong finally arrived in the imperial capital.
“I have finally arrived.”
Tang Hong opened his eyes abruptly, took off his earphones, picked up his backpack, and found Fan Yu in casual clothes according to the station address sent to him by Fan Yu. She wore red lipstick and light makeup. She had a graceful figure and coupled with her slender white legs, she looked like a celebrity. She had a high rate of looking back from passerby’s.
She was good-looking, her temperament was good, and her dressing was fashionable.
“Let’s go.”
Fan Yu smiled and came to Tang Hong’s side.
She whispered in his ear, “There was a notice from the headquarters that this time’s special training camp seems to have been targeted by someone. Don’t randomly walk around when you get to the hotel.”
Tang Hong was slightly surprised. “Targeted by humans? Or by…”
Fan Yu emphasized, “Human.”
Tang Hong instantly went silent and followed Fan Yu to the hotel.
A hotel located in the suburbs of the Imperial Capital, it was neither remote nor lively. The top floor of the hotel was full of people participating in this batch’s special training camp. There was no tit-for-tat, only friendly exchanges.
Some doors were open, and from the rooms particularly recognizable dialects could be heard.
Some people were standing in the hallway, chatting casually.
There were from all over the country, the hustle and bustle were similar to the starting of a university year.
Tang Hong took the light blue room card and walked silently into a big bedroom. He took off his shoes and went onto the bed, taking a nap.
“Who was that just now? He looks a bit familiar.”
“Our group chat has his photo, his Tang Hong from Yunhai. It’s said that the three consultants are optimistic about him. He was listed as the fifth seed trainee who has hope of becoming a trainee in this batch’s Yellow River special training camp.”
“Fifth seed student?”
“That’s right, 100 people will be eliminated in the first three months of the special training camp. Then after another three months, another 100 people will be eliminated, and only the last 100 people remaining will become official members.”
“Those five are basically determined for the current number of official members, which is equivalent to being shortlisted in advance. The special training camp instructors will also pay attention to them and focus on training them…”
Several people gathered together, leaning against the door, exchanging the different pieces of information they have.
Gradually.
Night enveloped the hotel.
Everyone had eaten, and they all returned to their rooms. It was already 21:50 PM now.
Countdown to the special training camp: two hours.