Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Ling Lan swallowed, pretending to be calm as she asked, "Are you going to teach me physical skills?" Ling Lan was very interested in physical skills. In her past life, she had always been bedridden. Now that she had a healthy body, she wanted to learn as much as she could so as not to waste her good body in this life.
The man was expressionless, and said coldly, "No, I'm just here to introduce you to the physical skills you can choose."
Hearing this, Ling Lan let out a sigh of relief, but also couldn't help but feel disappointed. Although she felt the pressure of facing the other, even breathing was difficult, this also meant that the other was very strong. If he could become her physical skills teacher, she would definitely benefit greatly.
The man ignored Ling Lan's conflicted feelings, and introduced himself first, "You can call me Number One."
Number One? Was that a code name? Could it be that in the learning space, all the instructors did not have names, only code names? Was it because they did not need names? Or was there some other reason?
Number One continued, "Now, I will first introduce you to the content of the advanced physical skills options. There are a total of three series: Assault, Balance, and Defence."
Ling Lan listened attentively. This could affect her entire life, and she could not afford to be careless.
"Assault, as the name suggests, is a basic physical skill for assault. Balance, is a basic physical skill for both attack and defence. Defence, on the other hand, is focused on defence. Every contractor can choose one of these to practice. " Number One seemed satisfied with Ling Lan's serious attitude, and added, "These three basic physical skills cannot be practised at the same time, or else it will cause great harm to the body."
Ling Lan was startled. She had indeed thought of this greedy idea just now, but she did not expect Number One to see through her and remind her. She said gratefully, "Thank you, Instructor Number One!"
Although Number One had said that he would not be teaching her physical skills, Ling Lan felt that Number One was strong enough to be anyone's instructor. Calling him 'instructor' was a sincere sentiment.
Number One seemed a little surprised by the way Ling Lan addressed him, but he quickly covered it up. He continued to ask coldly, "Which physical skill do you want to choose now?"
Ling Lan gave it some serious consideration. Of these three systems, Ling Lan was actually leaning towards the balanced system. Physical arts that had both offense and defense showed that this set of physical arts had no obvious weaknesses, while the other two systems had obvious advantages and disadvantages. Ling Lan did not want to become a master — she only wanted to strengthen her body. Just as she was about to answer, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and she changed her words to ask, "Instructor Number One, I want to hear your advice. Which type of physical skill is suitable for me to practice?"
Number One's sharp gaze shot over like a sharp blade, but Ling Lan's face showed a calm smile, as if she couldn't feel Number One's anger.
The two of them stared at each other, and the pressure from Number One's body grew stronger and stronger. Ling Lan looked calm on the surface, but deep down, she was already trembling. She was desperately cheering herself on, encouraging herself to just hold on a little longer.
Finally, Ling Lan held on until Number One retracted his murderous gaze. She saw what seemed to be a faint smile flash across Number One's face. This made Ling Lan relax — she knew she was on the right track.
Sure enough, Number One gave her a suggestion, saying, "I suggest you choose the defensive system!"
In fact, Number One's appearance was not purely to introduce the physical skill options to the contractor — he was actually also one of the examiners. From the moment he had appeared, he had been misleading the contractor, giving the contractor the false impression that the three types of physical skills he had introduced had to be chosen by the contractor himself.
Of course, after the contractor had made his choice, Number One would also give him the physical skills he had chosen. However, there was another problem — was the contractor's choice of physical skills really suitable for him or her?
The original purpose of the learning machine was to nurture absolute geniuses. Although this kind of lucky choice might produce a few geniuses, it was not in line with the original purpose of the learning machine...
Then, the only explanation was that this was actually still a test — a test of the contractor's insight and thinking ability. In fact, a smarter person would have thought that just introducing the physical skills options would not require the appearance of such a strong instructor like Number One. This was obviously illogical.
Of course, Ling Lan was not that smart. She had already been fooled by these small loopholes. However, there was one thing she was very clear about — Number One was very strong. Besides, Ling Lan also believed that no one knew better than Number One about the pros and cons of these three physical skills options. Since there was such a strong instructor here, wouldn't it be a waste if she didn't ask for his opinion?
So, at the last moment, Ling Lan chose to ask Number One. She had to admit that Ling Lan was really lucky to be able to pass another round. Ling Lan had to admit that she was really lucky.
Since Number One had given his opinion, Ling Lan naturally would not be so presumptuous as to think that her choice would be better. She decisively followed Number One's advice and chose the defensive physical skills option.
When Ling Lan said that she would choose the defensive physical skills option, Ling Lan felt the scene before her change once again. This time, the person who appeared before her was no longer the original Number One, but a delicate and pretty female soldier. She smiled and said, "Hello, from now on, I will be responsible for guiding your cultivation. You can call me Number Nine!"
This female soldier who called herself Number Nine seemed somewhat thin and weak. She did not have Number One's powerful aura and thick blood-red aura. Instead, she had a kind of introverted aura — the description of being as quiet as a virgin, as agile as a fleeing rabbit was very suitable for her.
Ling Lan believed that if they fought, this female soldier would probably be able to knock down a strong man in one move. She called out respectfully, "Instructor Number Nine, please give me your guidance."
Number Nine did not say much, immediately going through several body stretching motions and asking Ling Lan to follow her through them.
Ling Lan found that although these movements looked simple, they were actually not. They stretched every part of the human body to its limits, obviously to increase the flexibility of the body. These movements were somewhat similar to the yoga that was popular ten thousand years ago, making Ling Lan feel as if she had returned to her previous life.
This set of movements had a total of nine stances. After Number Nine repeated them three times, she found that Ling Lan had memorized them all. She did not give Ling Lan any time to ask questions. With a flick of her finger, she sent Ling Lan's consciousness back into the study hall.
Ling Lan was disoriented by this unexpected attack. She hugged her head and squatted down, unmoved, waiting for the dizziness to fade. Only then did she find that Little Four, who had been waiting all this while, was already panicking. He was pacing around her anxiously, extremely worried about her.
"I'm fine, Little Four. But I'm a little tired, so I need to go out and have a good rest first. "Ling Lan forced out a smile to comfort the flustered Little Four. She felt that her mental energy had been greatly depleted, so tired that she really wanted to sleep.
Seeing this, she immediately said goodbye to Little Four and returned to her original body. This time, she really fell into a deep sleep.
Deep in sleep, Ling Lan did not know that the flustered Little Four had secretly used his ability to help Ling Lan circulate the Qi exercises. Over and over again, until the Qi exercises automatically began to circulate on their own. Only then did he retract his ability.
After doing all this, Little Four's image in the learning space dimmed significantly …
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