The end of Gaowu: Becoming stronger from not practicing

Chapter 8: Unexplained Sense of Loss
The spear is known as the king of cold weapons.

It is a weapon that consumes a lot of energy and blood. Generally, only those who are strong, have abundant energy and blood, and strong physical fitness can bring out the true power of a gun technique.

For an average person to master it, it requires tremendous perseverance and continuous practice to be able to master the spear technique to perfection.

As a person who has awakened to the destiny of lying down.

When Zhang Lingfeng was practicing shooting, he had already developed the experience and habit of practicing for twenty minutes and resting for ten minutes.

He also knew how to relax his flesh and blood and stretch his bones comfortably when resting.

Massaging your shoulders and legs is just the first step.

If you want to relax and relieve both muscles and bones, the best way is to relieve muscle tension through ice compresses. You can also release the bones through essential oil massage and other methods.

But Zhang Lingfeng obviously did not have such conditions.

He had no choice but to sit in the corner, stretching his limbs and pinching the muscles at his joints, or lying on the ground in a big letter shape and then drinking a sip of rock sugar water.

This is the best Zhang Lingfeng can do under the current conditions.

But even though the method was so crude, every action was quite explosive in the eyes of Yang Liru and Xu Zhiyuan.

Especially Xu Zhiyuan.

You can imagine how famous he is.

Even in the inner ring city, there were people lining up to pay a large sum of money to hire him as a private instructor. Although today it was a holographic projection, and he was guiding the students in their practice from a distance, it was Yang Liru who used a lot of connections to invite him over.

And the teaching time is only one hour. Once the time is up, he will automatically disappear.

I don't know when the next time will appear.

In other words, this is the first and last time.

He couldn't understand what kind of family Zhang Lingfeng came from to be able to squander such a rare opportunity to practice. Even in the Inner Ring City, those students who asked him to be a private teacher practiced according to the timeline and did not dare to waste even a single moment.

Could it be that Zhang Lingfeng doesn’t know the value of this lesson?
"What are you doing?"

Yang Liru came over quickly.

She had just changed her opinion of Zhang Lingfeng and thought that she had misunderstood him, but she didn't expect Zhang Lingfeng to give her a blow right away, making her so angry that she almost went crazy.

"I'm relaxing, Teacher Yang, don't worry, I'm fine, I'll be fine in a while."

Zhang Lingfeng explained.

"Why are you relaxing? Hurry up and practice. Hurry up."

Yang Liru urged.

"This won't work."

Zhang Lingfeng shook his head.

"why not?"

Yang Liru asked.

"The break isn't over yet."

Zhang Lingfeng said.

"Do you know how much I paid to invite Teacher Xu to this class? He only has one hour. You can handle it yourself."

Yang Liru said angrily.

She made it so clear that if Zhang Lingfeng was not a fool, he would know what to do.

When she returned to her original position, she saw Zhang Lingfeng lying on the steps with his arms and legs spread, motionless like a duck listening to thunder.

"I'm really going to be pissed off. You're a hopeless case. If I continue to care about you, I won't be named Yang!"

Yang Liru was furious. She had never been so disappointed and angry with someone before. There was hope that he could get better, but he had to give up on himself and degenerate.

Such people are destined to become cannon fodder. Even if they go to the front line today and die there tomorrow, they do not deserve sympathy.

If studying and practicing were not Zhang Lingfeng's freedom, Yang Liru really wanted to kick Zhang Lingfeng out.

The classmates also noticed Zhang Lingfeng's behavior, but knowing the value of this lesson, they did not pay too much attention to it. Instead, they concentrated on practicing with Xu Zhiyuan.

After a while.

The break is over.

Zhang Lingfeng retrieved the spear from the parade platform, joined the team, and followed Xu Zhiyuan to practice the thirteen basic spear techniques.

The marksmanship skill has reached a small level of success.

His combat power value exceeded 9.5, and he also possessed the ability to breathe all day long, and his arms could increase their strength by kilograms at any level. Zhang Lingfeng caught up with his classmates in just a few moves.

Just like everyone else, he practiced the thirteen basic marksmanship techniques over and over again.

However, compared to everyone else who were concentrating intently, afraid of missing any details, Zhang Lingfeng remained calm throughout, and his eyes did not always follow Xu Zhiyuan's shooting skills.

Instead, he looked at the classroom from time to time, watching the postures of several female classmates practicing shooting, and slowly his eyes met one of them.

It’s Xu Zhiyuan.

Although it was a shadow projection, Xu Zhiyuan, who was in the student training room in the inner ring city, could still see every move of each student through the light curtain.

He had a deep impression of how Zhang Lingfeng suddenly walked away and took a rest aside.

He was curious about Zhang Lingfeng's family background.

He actually dared to be so relaxed and unfocused in his own training class, not taking this opportunity seriously at all.

The two men made eye contact, Zhang Lingfeng smiled politely and quickly shifted his gaze away from Xu Zhiyuan. Xu Zhiyuan was slightly stunned. Any student at the scene who noticed that he was being stared at would immediately try his best to show all his skills in the hope of gaining his favor and guidance.

As a result, Zhang Lingfeng made eye contact as if he were a normal person, and that smile was the greatest respect he could give.

Xu Zhiyuan inexplicably felt a sense of loss, he felt that he was being looked down upon, and an idea involuntarily emerged in his mind, was it because the radiation value of the outer ring city was too high, Zhang Lingfeng had not had good eyesight since childhood and his mind was not mature enough.

Under the influence of his fate of lying down, Zhang Lingfeng remained calm throughout the whole class. He did not expect to learn anything great from Xu Zhiyuan. He just hoped that the class would end soon so that he could go back and play games.

So he didn't notice the change in Xu Zhiyuan's eyes at all.

He didn't even notice that Yang Liru was looking at him with a gloomy face the whole time.

She had clearly said several times that she didn't want to care about Zhang Lingfeng's life or death, but as she watched Zhang Lingfeng's gun skills improve from proficiency to minor success, and even heard a faint roar coming from his gun skills, Yang Liru couldn't help but pay attention to Zhang Lingfeng's every move.

As a result, Zhang Lingfeng's eyes were wandering and he was grinning, as if the moves in his hands were just the result of muscle memory and his mind was not on them at all.

But strangely, the rhythm of Zhang Lingfeng's shooting became more and more stable, both in defense and offense, becoming more and more solid, and each shot was very powerful, as if his shooting skills were still slowly changing.

Gradually, Yang Liru stopped noticing other students and her mind was focused on Zhang Lingfeng's marksmanship. She found that Zhang Lingfeng seemed to have entered a different state of concentration.

She was pleasantly surprised to find that, as the current situation continued, it seemed that Zhang Lingfeng's marksmanship skills could undergo another transformation and breakthrough.

She quickly looked at the time and found that Xu Zhiyuan still had ten minutes and a few seconds. If Zhang Lingfeng could continue in this state in the rest of the time, even if his marksmanship failed to achieve a breakthrough, his skills would be greatly improved.

"when!"

But when Xu Zhiyuan had ten minutes left.

Zhang Lingfeng threw the black spear onto the parade platform. He looked as if he had just worked for a whole day and was completely exhausted. When he saw the haystack, he rushed over and lay down in the corner to rest.

"Draw it up!"

Yang Liru's heart was raised to her throat by Zhang Lingfeng's shooting skills. She felt as if a meridian was torn apart by Zhang Lingfeng. Her whole face turned black and blue, and she couldn't help swearing.

(End of this chapter)