CHAPTER 181: CHAPTER 95 ++ TIME (5.8)_3

"It’s best to find a time when they can all get together and handle this matter in one go."

"Three days later." The head of the gym opened the memo on the phone and showed it to Zhang Feng, "At ten in the morning, still at that private club."

As the head spoke, to prevent any future misunderstandings, he explained further: "Actually, the original plan was for the evening two days from now.

But the equipment installer for the martial arts gym said the machines would basically be installed on the afternoon of the second day, or possibly later.

So what I thought was, on the evening two days from now, we’ll go to the gym first, then arrange for the students to collect medicine and their technique manuals.

After that, let them go home to take the energy-enhancing medicine.

While they’re practicing at home, we’ll go meet those executives. In case they agree, we can also take the opportunity to visit various martial arts gyms across the region.

This way, we can take care of both things at once."

After saying this, the head quietly looked at Zhang Feng, waiting for him to make a decision.

Zhang Feng looked at him silently, thinking to himself, was I always in such a rush before?

Did I hate wasting even a second?

"Alright," Zhang Feng thought to himself, nodding in agreement, "It’s all arranged; changing it again wouldn’t be good.

But in the future, don’t pack things so tightly. I’m used to working non-stop, but you and Master Wang are not.

If you both get exhausted, I’ll have to treat you in the end."

Zhang Feng picked up his tea cup, "Finish this cup of tea and take a nap; leave the rest to me."

...

In the next two days.

Zhang Feng felt he shouldn’t have spoken so grandly.

But it wasn’t a big deal.

It’s just running back and forth between the gym and the hospital.

As for the social gatherings, leave those to the head of the gym.

And in these few days,

Zhang Feng didn’t take a car, practicing as he walked.

This way of practicing didn’t delay his cultivation progress.

Especially in these two days.

Zhang Feng even fully activated the new Eight-Step Chasing Cicada technique.

Now, when Zhang Feng learns a new martial art, he can fully master it in ten days the first time, two to three days the second time, and later it’s reduced to just a few hours.

Categorizing and drawing parallels, his learning speed became faster and faster.

However, in order to use this method of drawing parallels, he had to mobilize a large part of his related knowledge memory bank, which would rapidly increase his Heart Demon Value invisibly.

Also, Zhang Feng calculated his Heart Demon Value in a game-like format when he was bored.

For example, after a day of normal studying, when his head felt swollen, his Heart Demon would increase by 0.5%, and after sleeping, it would decrease by 0.4%.

Using parallels for a day could directly boost the Heart Demon by 1.5%-2%, almost quadrupling the pleasure.

But the learning speed increased by more than ten times, leading to more than ten times the pleasure.

Regarding this, Zhang Feng naturally chose to rummage through his memory library for parallels, directly beginning to "borrow" Heart Demon Value.

When the Heart Demon Value was almost maxed out, he’d embark on a life trip.

This was the path Zhang Feng planned for himself.

Though it was a bit rough.

Zhang Feng was still exploring his cultivation path step by step; for now, this was all he could summarize.

Moreover, it was suitable for his current life, cultivation, and learning plan.

Zhang Feng always felt that what suits him and makes him comfortable is more useful than anything else.

...

On the evening of the third day.

Zhang Feng came to the gym once again.

It was now eight at night.

Beep beep—

Various machines were beeping, and over a hundred students were lining up for testing.

"What’s going on here?"

"Why do we have to be tested?"

"I’m perfectly healthy, so why the testing? I know those are hospital machines."

At the moment, they still didn’t know what the gym planned to do.

They only knew that the gym had been renovating and installing equipment recently, and they hadn’t been called in to train.

Until today, when the head sent a group message, they all arrived one after another.

Then, faced with the testing, they looked completely bewildered.

However, with Zhang Feng standing there — a ’grandmaster who could take on more than ten people at once’ — they felt quite convinced by Zhang Feng and cooperatively went through the testing.

It was like a school-arranged checkup, lining up to go up and down stairs, into various rooms for testing.

"Coach Zhang, our group of ten is done with the testing!"

"Head, our three-man group is done too."

"Our group is finished as well!"

After about two hours.

All the students completed their tests and received their own medicine and a cultivation technique manual.

Finally standing in the gym’s lobby.

At the same time, they were bewildered again, not knowing what these medicines and manuals were for.

Zhang Feng looked at their puzzled expressions and simply pointed to the medicine in their hands,

"Inside is dried medicine, weighing about a pound. Take an ounce at a time, soak it in hot water.

After taking it, practice the stances I taught you before for at least twenty minutes, loosen up your body, let the medicine gradually take effect, and seep into your body.

As for the energy technique manuals, get familiar with them first.

Once you have consumed three days’ worth of medicine, come to the gym; I will teach you.

For now, go home and take the medicine; you don’t need to come to the gym these days, nobody will be here."

Tomorrow morning, Zhang Feng was going to attend a meeting, and if things went well, he would follow the head’s proposal and visit various provinces to check out places for building or renovating martial arts gyms.

Additionally, these three days were also for their medicine to gradually take effect.

Once they experienced these remarkable changes and became familiar with the manuals, it would be easier to teach them the energy cultivation, sparing much needless explanation.

"Go home."

At that moment, Zhang Feng waved his hand, also indicating for the somewhat clueless students to leave.

Zhang Feng, however, stayed behind, waiting for the data to come out as it was all functional knowledge.

At the door.

"What do Coach Zhang’s words mean?"

The students who had left the gym were still very confused.

"I don’t know either." Someone looked at the medicine and then at the gym behind, "But with such mystery, there must be something big going on."

"Could they be selling medicine?" a student joked to lighten the mood.

"Get outta here!" Quickly, a passionate fan of Zhang Feng retorted, "Coach Zhang selling you medicine? What do you think you are?"

"Exactly!" Another person glared at him.

Young martial artists, full of energy.

"Just kidding..."

The student who joked about selling medicine saw many people glaring at him, realizing he had made the wrong joke.

"Alright, everyone stop messing around."

At this moment, a student in his twenties said, "Coach Zhang told us to go home, so let’s head back early.

And don’t forget to take the medicine."

This student’s name was Du Wutao; he was one of the earliest to sign up and was also one of the most diligent practitioners.

"Got it, Brother Du!"

"Senior Brother, rest assured!"

"’Practice Buddy’ got it!"

Many students affectionately called him ’Senior Brother’ and also ’Practice Buddy.’

Because Du Wutao was not only the most skilled fighter among them but also served as both a practice partner and a student at the gym.

This was due to Du Wutao’s difficult family situation, relying solely on working at the gym to earn tuition and living expenses.

From the bottom of their hearts, they really admired him.

Of course, the gym had also reduced 95% of his tuition fees, and provided lunch and dinner, essentially making it free for him.

However, due to the gym’s renovations, Master Wang felt sorry for the kid and didn’t ask him to come; he just had the head continue paying his salary.

The head, being a sensitive person, also allowed him to do odd jobs during that period as a way to supplement his family income.

But at the time, when the head told him ’go do some odd jobs first,’ it really scared Du Wutao, making him think he was going to be laid off.

"Go home early then."

Now.

Du Wutao truly had the demeanor of a Senior Brother, standing at the door, watching his juniors aged 16 to 30, whether driving, taking a taxi, or walking away.

"Senior Brother, we’re leaving!"

"I’m heading out first."

"Let’s go! Time for some medicine."

"Old Heng, keep in touch!"

Everyone said their goodbyes as they left, quickly dispersing from the vicinity.

After they all left.

Du Wutao walked to the corner of the gym, pulling out his bicycle.

He actually had an electric scooter, but he felt that biking was also a form of exercise. It wasn’t because his brother’s school was far away that he gave the scooter to him.

’What’s the medicine Coach Zhang talked about?’

At the moment, he didn’t really understand the medicine either, but he carefully took a plastic bag from under his bike seat, storing the medicine packets and manuals.

Hanging it on the handlebar,

he half-sat while biking, trying to find the ’Taming the Fierce Horse’ feeling.

Although his actions were not standard, and the Taming the Fierce Horse didn’t even involve cycling,

he thought of it as a kind of physical training.

’Coach Zhang said, as long as it trains the body, it’s not pointless.’

Du Wutao had great faith in Zhang Feng.