Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 258 Idealistic Martial Arts
"I don't think there's anything to argue about. When the Artist of Life finally fought the Death Bandage, both the scene layout and the living habits were completely replicated the experience of the Undefeated Beast on that page of paper. This further proves what the Undefeated Beast's desires are!" The man in the plaid shirt said this with certainty.

Murong Shangjin was so overwhelmed by the opponent's momentum that he dared not look at him, but he still said stubbornly: "The lack of expression does not mean that there is no such tendency. I think fighting is just a desire of the undefeated beast, but its stronger desire is reproduction. We can't just look at this fragment, we have to look at it as a whole!"

"But we only have this one page to refer to. Science is about evidence. You can't just rely on a few clues and make up an entire novel based on one sentence. What's the difference between this and making up an entire novel based on one sentence?!"

"Title! In a document, the title of the content is the most important and represents the theme of the entire text.

The name of this story is "Song of the Red Cave". It emphasizes not the story of the undefeated beast constantly killing enemies in the arena and lurking in a cave full of corpses, but the song coming out of the cave. Isn't it obvious what the image of this song refers to?

[Everyone in the city witnessed this grand wedding. Hundreds of thousands of eyes watched as the Duke's daughter stepped on the skeletons of hundreds of beasts and humans and entered the deep red cave. The sounds of joy coming from the cave continued for three months.]

This sentence already shows what the Red Cave Song refers to! "

The man in the shirt waved his hands vigorously, indicating that he did not want to continue arguing. Murong Shangjin also sat down in his seat sullenly, folded the draft paper on the table tightly, stared at the translation on the paper, and calmed down the boiling anger in his heart.

At this time, Zhang Qian, the head of the History Department, walked out from the inner door. Seeing Xia Shou, he sighed heavily and complained, "Why are you so late? We have been waiting for you for a long time. Today's classes are very tight, but they are all specially opened for you, and you are still late!"

Xia Shou smiled awkwardly and followed the other person into the silent classroom. Two men were sitting on the podium chatting, and the blackboard was full of mind maps. When Xia Shou came in, they immediately stopped chatting, one of them walked down the podium, and the other turned on the projector and started teaching.

"Time is running out, so I won't waste any more time. Today, I will first explain to you the social relations of the era you are going to. The most important thing to pay attention to is the relationship between the various nobles, the conflicts between your own forces, and which factions of the blood clan they rely on. Please turn to the third chapter of the Blood Dynasty Chronicles, and we will start from there..."

Throughout the morning, Xia Shou was constantly indoctrinated with knowledge that he had never been exposed to. He kept taking notes and highlighting key points, almost making him think he had traveled back to a high school classroom.

There was also a supervisor who kept an eye on him and did not allow him to doze off. Every once in a while, he would bring him a cup of coffee with a special stimulant. Xia Shou only felt himself refreshed and highly focused. His brain evaporated sugar like a boiling boiler, converting energy into electrical signals transmitted between neurons.

Xia Shou's stomach gets hungry very easily, and even though he was served dessert in the middle of the meal, he could only hold out for half an hour at most.

After a whole morning, Xia Shou was almost suffering from PTSD.

In the afternoon, Xia Shouze went to the studio to practice painting, and he painted until the evening. The outline of the self-portrait had taken shape, but there were still many details that needed to be filled in. Conservatively speaking, it would take a few more days to complete.

In the days that followed, he would repeat this journey until he reached the standard of being able to live a normal life in the 16th century.

After class, Su Weiyu was waiting for him at the door early. Because Su Weiyu didn't need to learn painting, she spent the afternoon in the martial arts training ground. She said that she couldn't always rely on her transparent physique in the future, and she must be able to fight when encountering monsters, so she had to practice idealistic martial arts diligently from today on.

Idealistic martial arts is a training method that uses imagination and self-hypnosis to free the body from the laws of physics in its control over power.

Because this kind of martial arts strengthens the practitioner himself, the higher the practitioner's abnormality level, the stronger the power it can exert. Therefore, many extraordinary people with high abnormality levels but very poor supernatural effects will give up studying their own supernatural tactics and turn to the embrace of idealistic martial arts.

It is said that in the history of the Control Bureau, there was a LV5 extraordinary person, whose special ability was: after activation, he would immediately take off his pants and fart. If there were no pants, the pants of the nearest person nearby would be transferred to his body, and then he would automatically take them off and fart.

This extraordinary person with an extremely high abnormal level used his supernatural powers to tease women in the early days. After being warned many times by the Control Bureau, he finally "repented and returned to the right path" and began to practice idealistic martial arts. Now he has become a major in the Lion Army and a well-known level 5 finisher.

Of course, this kind of kung fu that anyone can practice is not so easy to practice.

Because it takes amazing perseverance and a strong ability to deceive oneself to succeed. Statistical results show that the efficiency of the mentally retarded in practicing idealistic martial arts is much higher than that of ordinary people, but most of the mentally retarded cannot endure hardships, so it is difficult for them to achieve success in idealistic martial arts. However, the mentally retarded who can endure hardships generally achieve amazing accomplishments.

Upon hearing that Su Weiyu decided to pursue the path of idealistic martial arts, Xia Shou doubted her learning potential.

"Let's go. Xiaoyue is already waiting for us in the cafeteria. She is eating in the cafeteria of the Control Bureau today and asked me to join her."

"Let's go." Su Weiyu nodded absentmindedly, looking down at the ground, looking like she was worried about something.

"What's wrong?" Xia Shou asked with concern.

"It's just that today I feel that the training method of Idealistic Martial Arts is... a little unscientific. One thousand push-ups and one thousand pull-ups, plus one thousand sit-ups and ten kilometers of running. These are the most basic requirements for beginners. It's simply impossible to do."

"Has anyone done that?"

"No, no one did it. Only the instructor kept shouting at everyone to show their backbone and perseverance. He said that the path of martial arts is all about a person's backbone, and as long as you have backbone, you can do anything. He also asked everyone, regardless of gender, to shout "I am a tough guy". It feels a bit... a bit stupid." Su Weiyu frowned.

Xia Shou nodded silently without commenting.

After hearing about this training method, Xia Shou already knew that Su Weiyu was not qualified to take this path.

Of course, Xia Shou knew that he was the same.

"Anyway, let's just shout for a few days first!" Su Weiyu raised her hands and clenched her fists, trying very reluctantly to encourage herself.

In the cafeteria of the Control Bureau, Su Yue was at the door.

In addition to Su Yue, Xia Shou also saw Bai He, who was chatting with Su Yue enthusiastically and was very excited.

"Brother Bai, Xiaoyue."

"Xiao Xia, you've come at the right time. While you're on a mission, leave the security of Xiaoyue's family to me. It will be absolutely foolproof." Bai He put one hand on Xia Shou's shoulder and patted his chest with the other hand to assure him.

Looking at Baihe, who was in extremely high spirits and completely different from his usual image, Xia Shou prayed silently in his heart that he would not act too crazy later.

But Xia Shou felt relieved when he saw Su Yue smiling silently beside him.

Su Yue didn't seem to dislike Bai He, maybe they were just having a normal chat just now.

"Let's eat first. I've only eaten half of my lunch." Xia Shou said.

(End of this chapter)