No one really finds it difficult to hang up the phone, right?

Chapter 7 The Role of Understanding
"Everyone, watch this video quickly!"

The students in the class usually study hard in the class. Now that there is excitement to watch, everyone quickly clicks on the video posted by Liu Xin.

Since the video is a holographic projection, it is presented with an immersive picture.

When everyone was watching, it was as if they were watching on the spot.

As soon as the video was clicked, everyone saw Zhang Zhi jumping from the base of a fort, using the thrusters of the battle armor to stabilize his figure.

"Azhi can do it!"

"Anyone can perform this operation during normal training, but the energy on the battlefield fluctuates greatly. It is very difficult for Azhi to stabilize."

Yang Zhuang was watching the video and said in surprise.

Although his culture class is not very good, but he is among the best in manipulating battle armor, and Zhang Zhi's difficulty in this operation can be seen at a glance.

"It's mostly luck."

Seeing Zhao Yue's ugly face, Zhang Zhi felt that for the sake of being a classmate, there was no need to embarrass Zhao Yue, so he had no choice but to speak modestly.

"lucky?"

"I don't think so. If you're lucky, you won't be able to use the third set of basic saber techniques, the second tiger piercing through the heart, after stabilizing your figure."

At this time, Liu Xin had finished watching the video, and turned her head to look at Zhang Zhibai.

Her father was the one who praised Zhang Zhi and Uncle Liu on the battlefield. The video just now was recorded by Uncle Liu's battle armor recorder.

When Liu Xin's father, Uncle Liu, returned home, he asked Liu Xin to watch more videos of Zhang Zhi killing the poisonous black spider and learn more about Zhang Zhi's combat experience.

She thought she was a student in the elite class at first, but it wasn't until Uncle Liu gave her Zhang Zhi's photo that she realized that the owner of the armor was a classmate.

Liu Xin was already surprised at the time, but now watching the video again, it is still difficult to calm down.

She thought to herself, sure enough, a handsome boy is not only attractive, but also talented.

Liu Xin glanced at Zhang Zhi, her eyes narrowed unconsciously, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

"Squad leader! Squad leader!"

Yang Zhuang stretched out his palm and waved it in front of her.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Liu Xin shivered and asked in doubt.

"Cough cough!"

"It's almost time for class, Lao Wu will be here soon, everyone get ready."

Zhang Zhi coughed twice and said something.

When everyone heard this, they took off their glasses, took out their textbooks and sat down.

Zhang Zhi looked at Zhao Yue, who happened to be standing, but now sat down, with his head down, wishing he could stuff himself into the pocket of the desk.

He smiled and didn't say much.

Although Zhao Yue likes to pretend to be aggressive, this is the performance of puberty, and there is no malicious intention.

If Zhang Zhi wants to argue with him, he should be careful.

Soon, the class bell rang.

A middle-aged man in black casual clothes walked in from the outside. He had short hair, bright eyes, and a serious face, as if someone owed him 100 million.

This person is Wu Yongtian, the teacher in charge of Class 4 of their third year of high school. His cultivation base is at the innate peak, and he is only one step away from entering the realm of a master.

"Attend class!"

"stand up!"

"Hello teacher!"

After finishing his speech, Lao Wu began to give a lecture.

In the morning, there is cultural class, which is in charge of by Lao Wu.

"It's been 37 days since Chinese New Year. According to your talent, there must be some students who have practiced the Sanyang Exercise to the limit of the first level."

Old Wu supported the table with both hands, looked at the students sitting up straight below, and said lightly.

When Zhang Zhi heard this, he knew that Old Wu was talking about those students with three-point talent.

The first level of the Sanyang body training method is 30 proficiency. According to the efficiency of three points a day, the limit will be reached when the machine is on-hook to No. [-] for four days.

In Class 4 of Senior Three, there are only two students with three points of talent, namely Liu Xin and Yu Xiang.

Although the two of them reached the standard for entering the key class with three points of talent, their grades in the culture class were not good, so they were rejected.

"The limit is that after the proficiency of each level of exercise has reached the full value, it has not broken through to the state."

"If you want to break through the limit, you need comprehension. As long as the value of comprehension is high, you can break through the limit quickly."

"The first level of the Sanyang Exercise Method, students with a little understanding need ten days to break through."

"Two points of comprehension will take five days, and three points of comprehension will take a little more than three points."

"Four points of comprehension and five points of comprehension, just follow the method just now, and so on."

Lao Wu used his comprehension to break through the limit, and he spoke very clearly,

"I thought that understanding was useless except for understanding the knowledge learned in cultural classes. I didn't expect that understanding can be used to break through realms."

Yang Zhuang said excitedly beside Zhang Zhi.

Following Zhang Zhi's opening, some students also excitedly talked to their classmates.

All of a sudden, all the students in the classroom started whispering to each other, and there was a commotion.

Uncommonly, Old Wu didn't stop it, but watched everyone discussing the role of understanding.

"Damn it, my comprehension is a little bit, am I mentally retarded?"

A classmate saw his enlightenment point through the hang-up panel, and his whole person was not well.

"Not retarded."

"Savvy is just the ability to understand, and the impact on IQ is negligible, so don't worry."

Old Wu explained on the podium.

Only then did the students realize that it turned out that Old Wu was still smiling on the stage, so they quickly stopped their self-criticism, sat up straight, and stared at the front.

"Okay, stop pretending."

"From this time to the end of get out of class, you can discuss as much as you want, and ask me if you don't understand." Old Wu waved his hands to the students below.

"Wow, thank you Teacher Wu!"

"Mr. Wu, you are so handsome!"

"awesome!"

"..."

Everyone cheered and started discussing.

"Azhi, what is your understanding level?"

Yang Zhuang turned his head and asked expectantly.

"It's three o'clock, how about you?"

Zhang Zhi didn't hide anything, he just said it out.

"I'm two o'clock."

"No wonder your cultural class is so good, it turns out that you have more understanding than me!"

"You are so handsome, and your understanding is so good, is there any reason for you!"

Yang Zhuang looked dejected. He knew that he couldn't compare with Zhang Zhi in terms of appearance, so he wanted to use his understanding to compare, but the result was a disastrous failure.

"Maybe Goddess Luck takes good care of me." Zhang Zhi shrugged, but he couldn't help it. The comprehension points and talent points are all based on luck.

As for appearance, he can only thank his parents who have been missing for ten years!

Yang Zhuang lay on the table, not wanting to talk,

Sure enough, Lady Luck is also a face value party!

"Teacher, is there any medicine that can improve understanding and talent?" Suddenly, Yu Xiang stood up and asked Lao Wu a question very seriously.

Many students fell silent in an instant, and all looked at Old Wu with expectant eyes.

Comprehension and innate talent are of great help to cultivation. If there is such a drug, they will definitely buy it if their family conditions allow it.

(End of this chapter)