This Curse Is Just Awesome

"Wow."

Converging his mental power, the floating glass fragments instantly scattered all over the place.

Chen Yu clapped his hands and said to Chen Siwen: "How. With my talent, is it weird to be a Martial Master."

Chen Siwen gradually recovered and looked at Chen Yu in a daze, "That's... mental power?"

"right."

"Mental power... can it be released to the extent that it can control substances?"

"As long as it is strong enough."

"How did you do it..." Chen Siwen murmured.

Chen Yu: "Keep yourself stubborn every day from now on, and you will do like me, with surging mental power."

"...What are you talking about."

"Nothing." After beckoning, Chen Yuyi yawned faintly: "I'll go back to the house first, and I will go to the Martial Arts Court tomorrow."

"Xiaoyu, wait a minute." Chen Siwen was nervous: "You... tell the truth with your sister. Have you joined the truth seminar?"

"??" Chen Yu turned around, looking blank: "What will?"

"Truth Research Association." Chen Siwen repeated with a serious expression.

"Truth... Research Society..." Chen Yu stroked his chin, thoughtfully: "Some familiar... ah, yes. Last time we went to the Northeast, in the Changling foreign land, I seemed to have a name called ' The Truth Research Foundation's had contact."

"The Truth Research Association is called the Truth Research Foundation in full. It is also called the Truth Foundation. They are all powers."

"Oh, I see. Why are you asking this? Why should I join this true foundation. It doesn't seem like a normal organization to hear the name."

"Because..." Chen Siwen's expression was complicated: "Usually only members of the'Truth Research Association' will have more and more powerful spiritual power."

"Why?" Chen Yu was taken aback.

"Xiaoyu, don't you really know?"

"I definitely don't know!" Chen Yu said the truth for a rare occasion, aggrieved: "In your eyes, am I a liar?"

Chen Siwen: "..."

Chen Yu: "Well, goodbye. I'll check it out myself."

"The Truth Research Association, the predecessor, was a superpower alliance a hundred years ago. After continuous suppression by the martial arts community, it has now become an underground organization similar to the fair. It is also an organization that is seriously wanted by the entire martial arts community."

Chen Yu stopped half of his right leg and turned back: "Super power? What is super power?"

"As the name suggests, it surpasses the energy abilities of ordinary people. It is motivated by mental power as the basic unit."

"There is still this kind of thing in this world?!" Chen Yu was taken aback: "What is the difference with the martial arts inspired by mental power?"

"Martial arts use spiritual power to change the external natural, physical, material, and microscopic forms. And superpowers use spiritual power to change one's own form."

"What about the details?"

Chen Siwen: "If you are interested, you can turn yourself into a Hulk..."

Chen Yu suddenly said, "Suga...like this."

"This way of using mental power is very dangerous. More importantly, it will bring ethical problems." Chen Siwen looked at Chen Yu and bit her lip: "A half-man, half-animal, half-man, half-ghost...a human being can still be called Human?"

"So these superpowers are suppressed by the martial arts world?"

"Yes." Chen Siwen nodded: "But they think that the evolution of the life form they pursue is the truth. So after hiding in the ground, they changed their name to the Truth Research Foundation. You can urge your mental power to manipulate foreign objects, It's very similar to the methods used by those members of the Truth Research Society."

Chen Yu squinted his eyes: "In other words, those who practice superpowers are generally stronger in spirit than those who practice martial arts?"

"Yes. And it's a lot stronger."

"Oh... how do you know these things?" Chen Yu put his hands in his pockets, and looked up and down Chen Siwen: "I have been practicing for so long, and I have been exposed to some core secrets. But I have never heard of the Truth Research Association. The matter. Your research is too thorough."

"..." Chen Siwen was silent.

"Are you...you are a member of the ‘Truth Research Association’?" Chen Yu’s eyes flickered.

"no."

"Huh?"

"Really not." Chen Siwen took a half step back and shook her head: "It's just... it was almost done before."

Chen Yu raised his eyebrows, maintained the posture of his back, raised his head, and motioned for the other party to continue.

Chen Siwen: "It's simple to say. At the beginning of the college entrance examination challenge, I was stunned by Xing Bi and left half disabled. I was not reconciled. Then...by chance, I was invited by the Truth Research Association."

"Broken the way of martial arts, in order to pursue strength, choose another way?"

"right."

"Then what."

"It's nothing then." Chen Siwen shrugged: "The Truth Research Association, which is similar to the Fairness Association, is heavily suppressed by the state. Once I join the Truth Association, if my identity is exposed, you will definitely be implicated."

"...So you refused."

"Um."

Words fall.

There was no dialogue between the two.

Looking at each other quietly for a long time, Chen Yu raised the corners of his mouth, patted Chen Siwen on the shoulder, and turned away.

…

The next day.

It's nine o'clock in the morning.

Saying goodbye to his mother and sister, Chen Yu came to the court on time with BB on his back.

As soon as I entered the gate of the courtyard, I saw a dense crowd in front of the teaching building.

Most of them are professors in the college.

The leader is the old director.

"Here, play music!"

Seeing Chen Yu's appearance, the old man with rosacea standing beside the old director immediately waved his hand, and lively music suddenly sounded on the scene.

Then, a team of female students in miniskirts banged gongs and drums. After dancing for a while, they slowly unfolded a noodle banner.

(Congratulations to classmate Chen Yu on his imminent death, abandoning the dark, and turning to the Beijing University of Martial Arts!)

Chen Yu: "..."

"Welcome!" The old director took the lead in applauding and shouting slogans.

"Papa Papa..."

"Welcome welcome, warm welcome..."

"Pap, papa..."

Chen Yu: "..."

five minutes later.

The firecrackers are over.

The cheerleaders are also tired from jumping.

Calm was restored in the Wuyuan court.

The old director took many "big guys" and stepped forward: "Chen Yu, you are welcome to formally join the Armed Forces Court."

Chen Yu: "Oh."

"Come on, let me introduce to you." Turning his body, the old director pointed to the old man with rosacea: "This is your first teacher, ***. You can call him **. You can also call *."

"Hello." Chen Yu wiped his mouth and bowed: "***."

"Yeah." The old man with rosacea nodded in satisfaction, carrying his hands on his back, posing as a master.

Not far away, dozens of reporters frantically pressed the shutter to record this historic scene...

"Chen Yu, I am good at the basic theory of the martial arts system." The old man with rosacea shook his hand in front of the camera, and then reached out and shook Chen Yu's hand: "I will take you into the next week. The pylorus of the martial arts world."

Chen Yu bowed again and again: "I'm still in charge, please take care of me in the future."

The old man with rosacea bowed: "You're welcome, take care..."

same time.

Upstairs in the teaching building, a dozen floors and hundreds of windows are crowded with thousands of students.

They were all dumbfounded, looking at the battles below in disbelief.

"Fuck..."

"This... who is this buddy?"

"Good dick..."

"I know him, the new president of our student union, very awesome."

"How awesome is it?"

"At level 2, the tide of beasts was crushed on the battlefield of the capital. The number of monsters killed was No. 1."

"Waht?!"

"His name is Chen Yu, the champion of the National College Tournament, an awesome group. He used to belong to the Wushu Academy. I heard that his spiritual talent was so strong that he created a spiritual black hole. He was snatched by the Wuyuan Court abruptly."

"Fuck! Isn't it better than Bahuangyi?"

"Five to five."

"This kind of genius definitely has continuous cultivation resources, right? It should be at least level three."

"Isn't the Battle of Beijing two months ago? It's not realistic to upgrade from level 2 to level 3 in two months."

"I will be a classmate of the college in the future. Looking forward to..."

The welcome meeting is over.

The old director returned to the teaching office.

The old man with rosacea became the top leader, leading Chen Yu back to the teaching building, and said with excitement, "Chen Yu, we will be members of an academy in the future. I really look forward to your being active in the future."

"Don't worry. I will be active." Chen Yu patted his chest.

"Kacha Kacha—" The reporters and media were still shooting wildly.

One line, hundreds of people. Huhu la la, gathered Chen Yu and rosacea to a large multimedia classroom on the second floor.

As soon as he walked in, Chen Yu found that there were other people in the empty classroom.

-Eight Wastes and Easy.

Chen Yu: "Huh?"

"Oh, you should know this one." The old man with rosacea held Chen Yu, puffed up his belly, and pointed to Bahuang Yi: "We are excellent students from the School of Martial Arts. The hope of mankind is Bahuang Yi. He is also here to listen."

Chen Yu: "Then let him go and listen."

Bahuang Yi: "..."

"Um..." The old man with rosacea hesitated for a while and cast a look at Bahuang Yi. Beckoned the other party to step aside.

Bahuang Yi: "..."

Slowly getting up, he rubbed his temples and moved to the corner of the classroom.

Chen Yu: "Step aside."

"..."

Standing up again, Yahuang Yi moved to the corner of the classroom...

Chen Yu was satisfied this time and stretched out his hand to the old man with rosacea: "Please."

"Please."

After the two entered the classroom, the other professors and reporters entered one after another. According to the pre-rehearsal positions, take their seats.

"The lights are ready."

"The projection cloth hits it down."

"The curtains are all closed..."

"Where's the staff? Tea, all tea..."

"Stupid! Dedicated to Chen Yu..."

More than 300 people were seated in the huge multimedia classroom.

Under the command of the host, it took nearly five minutes to stabilize the order.

"Hello? Hello."

Tried the reverberation, delay, and sensitivity of the microphone. After confirming that Mike was okay, the host carefully laid it flat on the podium. Then he nodded respectfully to the old man with rosacea, and bowed back.

The old man with rosacea straightened his clothes and walked to the center of the podium with a horoscope. He was full of spirits, full of breath, and his mouth was the most accurate microphone: "Stomach!"

"Everyone..."

"Bit..."

"..."

Reverberating, reverberating endlessly.

"Wow!"

Applause, the sound continued.

"Today is a good day for the Martial Arts Court." The old man with rosacea looked around the audience and pointed to Chen Yu: "It is a blessing for the Martial Arts Court, Chen Yu, and the martial arts community that Chen Yu can transfer to the Martial Arts Court. , It is a blessing for all mankind!"

"Wow!"

"for me…"

"Wow!"

The old man with rosacea magnified his voice: "Wait until I finish talking."

"..." The scene was instantly quiet.

"For me and Chen Yu, everyone knows very well. Because the main thing today is teaching, not speech. So we get to the point and immediately start this open class for all school professors and all social media."

"..."

"applaud."

"Wow!"

Applause, lasted for half a minute.

In the reporters' lens, almost everyone applauded.

Only Chen Yu and Bahuangyi did not move.

Chen Yu smiled (normally).

Bahuang Yi smiled with a "WeChat emoji" on his face.

Wait for the applause to fall.

The old man with rosacea did not delay, holding the projector remote control, straight to the point: "Chen Yu, please open your notes. The basic theory of martial arts taught by my *** has officially begun."

"Martial arts. Since you want to learn martial arts, you must first know what martial arts is."

"The so-called martial arts, to put it simply, is the method of manipulating qi through mental power. Then qi is used to control the changes in the microscopic field, so as to cause objective changes on the macro level."

"For example, the control force slows down the movement of the surrounding yard. It causes the surrounding temperature to drop sharply."

"For another example, manipulating energy to accelerate the movement of atoms. It causes high temperatures."

"The key point below!"

"As a martial artist who specializes in martial arts, we must pay attention to energy consumption. Among the many deaths of martial arts practitioners, energy consumption accounts for the vast majority."

"Because it is different from the martial arts profession's regaining strength at any time, the use of a set of martial arts, the energy consumption level is beyond the control of the operator..."

"So." Straightening up, the old man with rosacea looked at Chen Yu: "As a martial arts master, the first lesson in learning martial arts is to control energy consumption."

"Yeah. Control the energy consumption..." Chen Yu nodded solemnly, and the pen quickly slid on the page.

On the side, a reporter was clever and immediately took the picture.

Seeing the white page, it says-"The sadness of cultivating love???~ Our efforts are not easy?~"

reporter:"…"

He quickly recovered the camera and deleted the photos.

"Chen Yu, join me now and raise your hand."

On the stage, the teaching of the elderly with rosacea gradually got on the right track, raising his right hand to Chen Yu.

Chen Yu learned everything, and then raised his right hand.

"Yes." The old man with rosacea nodded and continued: "Then mobilize one percent of his mental strength, urge one percent of his energy, rubbing and watching the atomic movement, creating a small flame. Then he sinks. Set your mind, quietly feel the amount of energy consumed in the sea of ​​qi, so that you can have a spectrum in your heart."

"call-"

When the words were over, a red flame rose in the hands of rosacea. Slowly burning...

"One percent of the mental power..." Chen Yu closed his eyes, calmly...

…

"Xiaoxiao."

The same teaching building, a junior class.

A girl by the window squinted her chin, looked out the window, her eyes blurred, and whispered to the same table: "The schoolboy named Chen Yu just now is so handsome. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Well, it's really handsome."

"I don't know, what changes will he bring to our military court..."

"expect."

"Uh-huh…"

"..."

"..."

"Boom!!"

With a sudden loud noise, the girl by the window felt like she was flying.

Around me are scattered clothes, books, masonry, underwear...

While rolling, she vaguely saw the exploded teaching building.

It's all fire inside...

…