After getting the information he wanted, Yang Fan was no longer in the mood to stay in the infirmary. After bidding farewell to Zhang Fengyu, he left immediately.
An Sheng was in the middle of a passionate conversation with Chen Xin, but after seeing Yang Fan leave, he reluctantly turned around and followed him out.
"Doctor Zhang, is this patient really recovered?"
After An Sheng left, Chen Xin's mind returned to its previous state. Seeing Song Zian who could sit up on the bed by himself, she asked Zhang Fengyu in surprise.
She had prepared a lot of scalpels and bone nails in the cart. It was obvious that she was going to perform a major surgery. In the end, it had only been a few minutes and the patient had already recovered. Was this a joke?
Chen Xin remembered clearly that when she was checking Song Zian's body, this guy was clearly injured to the point of being half-dead. Although he would not die, he should not be as relaxed as he was now.
Zhang Fengyu shrugged. "He's not completely recovered, but there's no need for another surgery. He doesn't even need to drink half a pack of medicine. After a day or two, he'll fully recover on his own."
"Alright, we're no longer of any help to him here. There's no need for him to continue staying here. Go and tell him to go back and recuperate on his own."
Zhang Fengyu said to Chen Xin before he walked out of the ward in a daze.
Chen Xin was at a loss. She muttered to herself, "How could he recover so quickly? Even if he took high-grade spiritual medicine or spiritual fruit, it's impossible to recover so quickly."
When Zhang Fengyu heard Chen Xin's muttering, he paused. He also wanted to know why, but the patient had just woken up and obviously did not know the situation.
As for Yang Fan, who knew exactly what had happened, Zhang Fengyu did not know why. Although he desperately wanted to die, he could not open his mouth to ask Yang Fan.
Now that the main character had left, it was useless to say anything. Moreover, Zhang Fengyu felt that even if he could muster up the courage to ask, Yang Fan might not necessarily tell him.
"Fatty, tell me the truth. What's with those sunglasses of yours? Why is there a video of a Master powerhouse practicing the Bull Fist in it? "
After leaving the hospital, Yang Fan put his arm around Ansheng's neck and asked him a question.
An Sheng raised his head and corrected Yang Fan solemnly, "Those aren't sunglasses, they're sunglasses. To be more precise, they should be multi-functional virtual VR sunglasses!"
As he spoke, An Sheng raised his hand and took off the sunglasses that had been hanging on his head. He shook them under the sun and said proudly, "This is an antique from more than a hundred years ago. You can't find it even if you want to!"
Yang Fan's face darkened. What the f * ck antique? Was he talking about this pair of sunglasses?
However, after An Sheng mentioned it, Yang Fan had some impression of this pair of sunglasses. He seemed to remember that An Le seemed to always have such a pair of rose gold sunglasses hanging on his head. It was so flashy.
Could it be that this pair of glasses was the one that An Le wore back then?
He had originally thought that it was just a normal pair of sunglasses. He didn't expect that there was a hidden function that could store and play virtual videos.
"The VR technology from more than a hundred years ago was not mature. Later, I spent a lot of money to hire an expert to completely upgrade the VR component in this pair of sunglasses. Now, it's virtual reality has reached 85%. Wearing it to watch any video will definitely make people want to fly!"
The little fatty raised his eyebrows at Yang Fan, his smile extremely wretched.
"Video?"
Yang Fan took two steps back in disgust and put some distance between him and An Sheng. Then, he curled his lips at An Sheng with extreme disdain. No wonder this guy always wore sunglasses that he had never seen under the sun. After all this fuss, it was so that it was convenient for him to watch videos!
"I treat you as a brother, but you watch videos behind my back. How disloyal!" Yang Fan pointed at An Sheng bitterly. "You actually didn't share such a good resource with your brother earlier. This is too much!"
An Sheng was a little embarrassed. "Actually, I've been hesitating whether I should show it to you. After all, you were only a level two Martial Disciple before. I was afraid that if you watched too many of these high-level videos, you would feel inferior and give up on yourself."
Yang Fan was stunned. What kind of video was so awesome that it actually had a requirement for the viewer's cultivation level? If one's cultivation level was low, they would feel inferior and give up on themselves?
Yang Fan was very curious. He couldn't help but want to see how awesome the videos of this era were.
"Europe, America, or Japan? Infantry or cavalry? "Yang Fan secretly glanced around and asked An Sheng softly.
An Sheng was confused. "What Europe, America, Japan? What infantry, cavalry? I don't understand what you're talking about. "
"Videos aren't war movies. They're all real martial arts practice videos of Martial Dao masters. It's very difficult to collect them. Back then, in order to be able to collect all of these videos into this pair of sunglasses, I had to beg grandfather and grandmother. It took a lot of effort!"
"The Barbaric Bull Fist that you saw earlier was left behind by an unknown Martial Dao Grandmaster sixty years ago. If it weren't for your breakthrough in cultivation and your interest in the Bull Fist, I might not have been willing to lend it to you! "
"Huh?"
An awkward expression appeared on Yang Fan's face. He looked at An Sheng speechlessly. This damn fatty couldn't have done it on purpose, right?
Was he too despicable, or did Ansheng have some misunderstanding about the term "porn"?
If those Martial Dao masters from the 21st century knew that someone was watching their martial arts practice videos as videos, would they be so angry that they would vomit blood?
However, right after that, Yang Fan's blood surged violently in his heart.
Martial arts practice at the Martial Dao master level, and there was more than one. Did it have to be so awesome?!
An Sheng secretly paid attention to the expression on Yang Fan's face and said softly, "Don't say that I didn't take care of you as a brother. I see that you seem to like studying these martial arts techniques very much. I'll lend you this pair of sunglasses to study for a few days. Anyway, I've already gotten tired of looking at it these past two years. It's just right for you to use it."
"However, I'll say this first. Many of the martial arts techniques in here are Human Level or even Earth Level. They're not suitable for you to cultivate at the moment. Just take a look and use them as reference. You must take it easy. Don't be impulsive and force yourself to cultivate. You'll kill yourself!"
Yang Fan took the sunglasses and said excitedly, "I know, long-winded. However, seeing that you're so loyal, after I've learned all the martial arts techniques in here, I'll help you break through for free! "
An Sheng was stunned. He smiled and nodded, "Looks like my guess was right. You really do have a trick to quickly comprehend and break through the martial arts realm. It should be that when you awakened your Spiritual Force, you also awakened some kind of related talent in your body, right? "
"I have to say, this is a very impressive martial arts talent." An Sheng suddenly reminded Yang Fan seriously, "However, I still hope that you don't overly indulge in this kind of focus on improving the martial arts realm. No matter how high the martial arts realm is, even if it's at the legendary Divine Level, without enough foundation, you'll still be an existence at the bottom."
"I think that you should still focus on cultivating the strength of your blood and Qi. Only when your cultivation strength increases will the martial arts' effects and damage be maximized."
Even if a Level-4 Apprentice with a Divine Level martial arts technique was exhausted to death, he still wouldn't be able to defeat a Level-1 Martial Master who hadn't learned any martial arts techniques. This was the natural gap between cultivation strength. Ordinary martial arts techniques couldn't make up for it.
Of course, if they were of the same strength, the higher the martial arts realm, the more powerful the attack or defense ability. It wasn't impossible for people of the same level to challenge each other.
Yang Fan was only a Level-4 Martial Disciple now. If he were to bite off more than he could chew and put all his time and effort into cultivating the martial arts realm, he would definitely be putting the cart before the horse and going astray.
That was why An Sheng reminded Yang Fan in such a serious manner. He didn't want to see his deskmate's heart be confused by the temporary strength in front of him.
Yang Fan put away the indifferent smile on his face. He held the sunglasses in his hand and said seriously to An Sheng, "I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, I know where my advantages are better than you. I definitely won't go astray and joke about my future!"
An Sheng meant well and was sincerely thinking for Yang Fan. Yang Fan could feel this.
However, An Sheng didn't know that Yang Fan had the help of the system. He didn't have to worry about his cultivation declining because of his excessive reliance on martial arts.
Learning martial arts techniques and raising the level of martial arts techniques would only make the strength of his vital energy and blood and the three attributes of his body stronger and stronger.
Just like the Bull Fist from before, from Beginner to Perfection, it directly provided him with close to a hundred points of vitality and experience, allowing his martial arts cultivation to jump two levels, from Level-2 Martial Disciple to Level-4 Martial Disciple.
To Yang Fan, martial arts and martial arts were two ways of cultivation that complemented each other. No matter which one, it would allow him to go higher and further.
"Alright, as long as you know what you're doing."
An Sheng changed the topic and a wretched smile slowly appeared on his face. "However, if you can really cultivate a martial art to the Perfection Realm in a short period of time, it seems pretty good. At least you'll be invincible in the same level. Just thinking about it makes me excited!"
"So, brother, my dear brother," An Sheng looked at Yang Fan eagerly. "I'll rely on you to improve my martial arts in the future!"
"I don't ask to be like you and cultivate my martial arts to the Perfection Realm or the legendary Omnipotent Realm. I don't ask to be invincible in the same level either. As long as you can help me defeat opponents of the same level by one or two levels and let me shine in front of girls, I'll be satisfied!"
Yang Fan sighed and looked at An Sheng with disdain. He felt that this fatty was completely hopeless.
"Alright, as long as you're happy."
Yang Fan casually put his sunglasses on his head and patted the fatty's shoulder. "Let's go, it's time to go back to the classroom. It seems that Teacher Wang Zhe's martial arts theory class is coming up. It's best if you don't miss it."
"Wang Zhe?" An Sheng curled his lips in disdain. As he walked towards the teaching building, he said sourly, "I hate those pretty boys who like to act cool the most! They have no substance! "
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