Chapter 131 Martial Arts Combat Lesson

In fact, Yang Fan is no stranger to the sea of ​​consciousness space. In "Salvation", Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness space in Rongcheng has been entered countless times. It is truly vast and boundless, with no end in sight.

With a thought, he familiarly immersed his mind into his sea of ​​consciousness, looked around curiously, and measured how huge his 10,000-square-kilometer sea of ​​consciousness was.

However, the moment he entered his sea of ​​consciousness space, Yang Fan became a little disappointed.

His sea of ​​consciousness space can actually see the end at a glance.

Although it was very vague, he did see the solidified barrier at the edge of the space, which was not at the same level as Yang Fan's Sea of ​​Consciousness Space in Rongcheng.

10,000 square kilometers is so big?

Yang Fan curled his lips in disgust, feeling dissatisfied in his heart, and the self-confidence that was a little bit like floating just now fell to the ground again. Compared with the self in the game, the real self seems to be more than a little bit worse.

However, when I think that I am already a third-level Psychiatrist in the game, with unrivaled mental power and even more powerful spiritual will, the sea of ​​consciousness space will naturally expand accordingly.

After all, the sea of ​​consciousness space is not static, it will gradually expand outwards with the improvement of personal spiritual strength.

Yang Fan has only just awakened now, and when his spiritual power reaches the level of a third-level psionicist, maybe this sea of ​​consciousness space will become endless.

"Ten thousand square kilometers is 10,000 square kilometers. You can't be too greedy."

"Think about those people whose initial sea consciousness space is only one hundred square kilometers, or even less than one hundred square kilometers, ten thousand square kilometers is not too small."

Thinking of this, Yang Fan's heart was instantly balanced, and his mood also became happier.

After 18 years of being a useless martial artist, now that he has transformed, his spiritual power is awakened, and his super spiritual talent is revealed, what is there for him to be dissatisfied with?

"Huh? Why does there seem to be something in the sea water?"

Inadvertently, Yang Fan glanced at it, and suddenly found that there seemed to be something vaguely visible in the sea water constantly floating under his feet.

Yang Fan sighed slightly, then quickly lowered his head and looked intently, it seemed that there was really something hidden in the sea water, fluctuating with the turbulence of the sea water.

Yang Fan wondered: "Could it be possible to raise fish in this sea of ​​spiritual consciousness?"

Never heard of it?

This is his sea of ​​consciousness space, not the real sea, how could there be other things appearing?

Yang Fan leaned down, wanting to take a closer look, but the sea water was completely out of his control. With his current mentality, he couldn't even control a bowl of sea water, let alone want to separate or dive into it. bingo.

Lying on the surface of the sea, Yang Fan sensed it with his heart, and could only vaguely see two huge objects floating motionless in the sea nearly a hundred meters below the sea.

"this……"

After looking closely for a while, Yang Fan showed a look of surprise and incredulity on his face. He seemed to be able to determine what the two things under the sea were.

"It does look like Xiaohua and Dahei, but how is this possible? Shouldn't they only exist in the game? Why do they appear in my sea of ​​consciousness?"

Yang Fan couldn't believe it. From the shape and outline, he could roughly judge that the two shadows in the sea were indeed very similar to the two pets Xiaohua and Dahei.

But this is not scientific!

A game is a game after all, even if he really traveled through time, there is no reason why the pets in the game can follow him.

For a moment, Yang Fan even began to wonder if all this was his hallucination, whether he really suffered from virtual network dependence, and he couldn't tell whether he was in a virtual game or in reality.

With a shudder, Yang Fan's consciousness returned. In front of him, Cheng Xuegan, Zhang Fengyu and Chen Xin were still in a state of dementia, and they still hadn't woken up from Yang Fan's hypnosis.

Seeing them, Yang Fan once again confirmed that everything in front of him is real, the system does exist, and the effect of the five-finger hypnotism is still in front of him.

If all of this was imagined by him, how would he explain the three people in front of him who were indeed hypnotized by him? He had never learned any hypnotism before.

"Tiger King, Black Lion Dog!"

Yang Fan muttered softly, the cat and the dog are all people with extraordinary potential, one has the talent to become an emperor, and the other has the ability to swallow the sky. If they can really be brought to reality, then it will be It's really going against the sky!

However, his current strength is insufficient, and his spiritual awareness is too weak, and he is simply not enough to penetrate into the sea to release the two phantoms, so he can only sigh.

"Perhaps, only when my mental power is strong enough can I really summon them. The current me is not enough to control the existence above the fourth-level demon general."

Yang Fan gave himself strength in his heart. Compared with himself in the game, he is indeed much weaker in reality.

With his current pitiful mental strength, let alone a fourth-level monster general, it is difficult for him to control even the most common first-level monsters.

After all, it is still too weak!

Yang Fan shook his head and didn't think about it anymore. He is not what he used to be now, and with the system at his side, as long as he is willing to work hard and want to improve his own strength, it will not be difficult at all.

In the game, Yang Fan was able to start from scratch and climb all the way in just over ten days, directly pushing his cultivation level to the level of a martial artist, and his mental power even reached the level of a third-level spiritualist, which can be described as a great achievement. Pushed to the extreme.

Now that the road to promotion has to start again, Yang Fan is confident that he can do better. Before the college entrance examination, he will be able to improve both his martial arts and spiritual power to far surpass the level of Yang Fan in the game.

A minute later, Yang Fan got up and came out of the consultation room. The doctor in charge, Cheng Xueqian, personally sent him out of the consultation room door with a smile: "Student Yang Fan, all this is a misunderstanding. I have confirmed the diagnosis. You are indeed not affected by the virtual illusion. You don't suffer from virtual network dependence, now you can go back to class with peace of mind!"

"Thank you, Dr. Cheng!" Yang Fan gratefully shook hands with Cheng Xuegan to thank him.

Then the two waved their hands to bid farewell, Yang Fan had just taken two steps, Cheng Xuegan immediately returned to normal, looked at the next student who was waiting for treatment with a serious face, and said softly: "Next one!"

"Come here!" A nurse led the students in charge to get up and walk to the treatment room.

Zhang Fengyu began to feel the pulse of the students, Cheng Xuegan sat beside him and watched carefully, and the nurse Chen Xin also came out of the consultation room to continue her work of receiving new students.

Yang Fan looked back, with a faint smile on his face, the diagnosis and treatment continued, and everything seemed to be back to normal. No one remembered that he had performed hypnotism in the treatment room, and he was still just an ordinary senior high school student.

Even if he continues to bear the name of "the shame of South China", Yang Fan is not willing to be the object of the people's onlookers all over the country. Even if his awakening of spiritual power will be exposed sooner or later, he does not want to be the first .

No matter when, making a fortune silently is the kingly way. What he needs to do most now is not to show off, but to improve his strength as soon as possible.

In the future, no matter whether it is Jinghua University or the Federal University of Wuhan, they must have sufficient strength to hope to be able to enter.

"Fatty, let's go!"

Yang Fan raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of An Sheng's eyes. An Sheng's spirit shook, and he suddenly woke up, "What's the matter? Yang Fan, have you finished reading? What did the doctor say, is there any problem?"

Yang Fan glanced at the fat man speechlessly, and said, "Is there any problem? Didn't you see everything just now? You still pretend to be a fool in front of me, do you really think I'm a fool?"

The snapping of Yang Fan's fingers just now was just a normal crisp sound, he didn't use any energy at all, and he didn't use any hypnotic techniques to wake up, but this fat man recovered naturally, do you think it's miraculous?

An Sheng looked blank: "Yang Fan, what are you talking about, why am I so confused, I can't understand at all!"

"It's fine if you don't understand it." Yang Fan said: "No one has a little secret these days. I will keep this matter a secret for you, and I hope you don't talk too much, otherwise don't blame me for being immoral and treat you Push it out to prevent disaster."

"I believe that a martial arts useless who has just awakened his spiritual power will definitely not be more topical than a martial arts useless who is already a first-level spiritual master."

The corner of An Sheng's mouth twitched unconsciously, and he said with a dry smile, "What kind of spiritual awakening, what kind of first-level spiritualist, Afan, what are you doing?"

"Since you're fine, let's hurry back. Today's first class is Huang Bapi's actual martial arts class. If you are late, you will be beaten up!"

Saying that, An Sheng stretched out his hand to hold Yang Fan and left. The class time will be up soon, and Huang Zhong might already be in the martial arts classroom by now.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, An Sheng is quite good at acting, and he has been at the same table with this guy for three years, but he never knew that he was a spiritual teacher.

In fact, if it wasn't for Yang Fan's sudden awakening of his spiritual power just now, and his spiritual perception has increased several times, he might still be kept in the dark.

This guy is simply a showman.

I just don't know why he is willing to be called a good-for-nothing for three years, but also unwilling to show his spiritual talent, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

I haven't seen anyone cheated by him, and after playing the pig for so many years, isn't he afraid that he will really become a pig? Judging by his current posture, he is almost no different from a pig.

The speed of the two was very fast, and it only took about two minutes to rush to the martial arts classroom of their martial arts class today.

The moment they stepped into the classroom, the school bell rang at the same time.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Seeing the class teacher Huang Zhong was looking at them unkindly, the two of them smiled awkwardly, and then carefully returned to their seats.

"Okay, now that the students are all here, I'll give you the Bull Fist again last Monday."

Huang Zhong clapped his hands, drawing the attention of all the students to him, Zheng Sheng said: "Although the Barbarian Bull Fist is only a mortal martial skill, the attack power and penetrating power it unleashes are all mortal martial skills. The top of the class, practiced to a high level, one punch, the brute force will appear, and the power will not be inferior to those beginners in human-level martial arts."

"I have already explained the essentials of the action last time, and all the specific action routes have been sent to your smart brain terminals, so this time I will only type it once to give you a demonstration."

"Students must pay attention and study hard. Don't be like some students who give up on themselves and only know how to sleep with their heads covered every day, wasting a lot of time!"

Hearing Huang Zhong's words, Yang Fan and An Sheng, who had just sat down in the back row, owed their butts guilty at the same time. This Huang Bapi, can he die if he doesn't hit them every time before class?

If you can learn it well, who the hell is willing to sleep in class?

Really, I don't know how to understand the pain of these scumbags.

An Sheng curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and bowed his head cross-legged, ready to sleep in a big dream. Anyway, even if they are such scumbags, Huang Zhong will turn a blind eye even if he sees them sleeping, as long as they don't disturb others in class. For more talented students, Huang Zhong didn't bother to talk to them.

At this time, Yang Fan was uncharacteristically sitting upright, with wide eyes, staring at Huang Zhong closely, with a very serious expression, which attracted An Sheng and several other students around him to look sideways.

"The Shame of South China" was stimulated by what today, to want to listen to the class seriously? !

It's amazing, is there any?

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