The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

Chapter 115 I'm not some kind of devil

Indeed, Jiang Chuan did not slap Wu Zhen again.

But Wu Zhen was indeed constantly being beaten.

Wu Zhen's blade couldn't even touch Jiang Chuan, but Jiang Chuan's fists were hitting every part of his body.

But in order to establish his image as a resilient person, Wu Zhen remained silent, quickly got up after being knocked down, and gritted his teeth:

"Come again!"

As everyone watched Wu Zhen being beaten, they were surprised by his ability to withstand blows, and even more surprised that he could still hold on.

For Jiang Chuan, this also achieved his goal.

It was truly exhilarating.

With each punch he threw, Jiang Chuan's inner turmoil was quickly relieved.

At this moment, I felt incredibly relieved. When I woke up in the morning, all the frustration and pent-up emotions from the previous night had vanished.

Although he wanted to continue having fun, Jiang Chuan decided to stop as soon as possible to avoid leaving Wu Zhen with any health problems.

Besides, Wu Zhen is now unable to organize a decent attack, and continuing like this won't be very enjoyable.

Therefore, Jiang Chuan suddenly exerted force with his last punch, and at the same time, he used his mental power to deliver a double blow, slamming a jab into Wu Zhen's abdomen with a muffled thud.

Wu Zhen rolled his eyes, lost his balance, and fell backward, struggling for a long time without being able to get up.

Jiang Chuan now had a good grasp of this kid. He moved closer and stood beside him, saying:

"It's time to give up."

"You did very well."

Wu Zhen, panting heavily, asked Jiang Chuan, "Is it...is it okay now?"

Jiang Chuan hummed in agreement and said softly, "Perfect."

"If this continues, it will become too ugly."

Wu Zhen grunted and raised his voice: "Today...today! It ends here...it ends here!"

"Jiang Chuan...you...you truly are the opponent I acknowledge!"

"Although I have been defeated today..."

"Yet it still is..."

Wu Zhen not only served as a human punching bag, but also had to help with the humor. Jiang Chuan couldn't bear it, so he covered Wu Zhen's mouth.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Jiang Chuan said, "Don't say too much, it'll ruin the atmosphere."

Wu Zhen was taken aback, and indeed fell silent.

Jiang Chuan then carried Wu Zhen on his shoulders and led him back to the group.

At this moment, Wu Zhen's once handsome face had been beaten into a pig's head.

Back with everyone, Wu Zhen still felt a little regretful: "I...I haven't finished speaking yet..."

"䱱...Jiangchuan..."

Jiang Chuan said, "Alright, alright, you should rest first."

He stopped supporting Wu Zhen, causing Wu Zhen's already exhausted body to immediately collapse to the ground.

Lin Ci exclaimed, "What a pure and innocent heart!"

"We can still hold on even when we're being attacked unilaterally."

"I can't do it."

They didn't hear how Jiang Chuan fooled Wu Zhen, but Jiang Chuan didn't explain either.

The reason that could support Wu Zhen to continue being his punching bag was practically a match made in heaven, and Wu Zhen couldn't possibly refuse it.

"Jiang Chuan...you...you're not bad..."

"In the future... in the stories of my deeds that will be passed down through the ages... your name will be there."

Jiang Chuan smiled and said, "Thank you so much."

"But next time, I hope you can hold on a little longer."

"You didn't run away this time, so don't do it next time either."

"That would destroy his public image."

Wu Zhen nodded, still unable to calm his heavy breathing:

"I...I understand."

"You're...not bad."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Jiang Chuan, and were quite surprised by his smiling face.

Are you the devil?
You can't run away next time either?

Is this a plan to add beating up Wu Zhen's daily routine to the already intensive training and sparring schedule?
Moreover, Wu Zhen truly lives up to the name of the two kings; even after being beaten up like this, he still says that the people of Jiangchuan are nice.

Looking at Wu Zhen's swollen face, Zhong Huahua asked with some concern, "Do we need to take him to the medical station?"

Wu Zhen staggered to his feet: "No need!"

"Jiang Chuan and I are about the same strength, he... cough cough... he can't hurt me!"

Ai Zhe muttered, "Still being stubborn?"

Emperor Wu pretended not to hear.

Zhong Huahua believed it to be true: "It's great that he wasn't hurt!"

Wu Zhen nodded, spurred his horse, and immediately departed.

He quickly left the playground, coughed up blood, wiped his mouth, and then slowed his pace, heading towards his dormitory.

In fact, Wu Zhen also had his own thoughts.

"Jiang Chuan...you've been fooled by my appearance!"

"When you slack off, I'll catch up with you!"

"You will undoubtedly lose the next fateful showdown!"

He had already begun to fantasize about the cheers and astonished attention he would receive when he defeated Jiang Chuan next time.

But Wu Zhen never expected that among all the students in their training program, Jiang Chuan was the most stubborn. When it came to being stubborn, no one could match him.

……

After watching Wu Zhen leave, Jiang Chuan and the others walked towards the dormitory building together.

Lin Ci wanted to ask a question she had considered before: why was Jiang Chuan able to avoid Xu Linlin's mental imprint? Although Jiang Chuan's mental strength was formidable, it was still somewhat inferior to Xu Linlin's mental imprint.

However, although she wanted to ask, there were too many people around, so Lin Ci had to give up.

Song Xi stopped Jiang Chuan at this moment and said solemnly, "What about our promise?"

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this.

An agreement? What agreement did Jiang Chuan and Song Xi have?
Song Xi then said, "Didn't you say you wanted to learn from me?"

"Why spar with that kid first?"

Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows: "Actually, I still have some energy."

"We haven't gone very far, shall we practice some more?"

Song Xi's eyes lit up with excitement, but she quickly regained her composure and frowned, saying:

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"I don't want to get beaten up."

"I never expected someone with such thick eyebrows and big eyes like you to be so cunning."

"When you're weak, you won't compete; you only compete when you've surpassed me."

Jiang Chuan smiled helplessly, then asked in return:
"Aren't you the same?"

"You're not stupid, and neither am I."

Song Xi was taken aback, and felt the same way.

She looked at Li Yi helplessly, and Li Yi smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, one day you will surpass him."

Song Xi found these words very agreeable. She nodded, thinking without a care in the world that her sister was absolutely right.

The group chatted and laughed as they walked back to their dormitory.

……

The news that Jiang Chuan had given Wu Zhen a sound beating became the biggest topic of conversation among the students in the training class that day.

Although the fight ended in a one-sided battle, Wu Zhen's swordsmanship was still quite surprising. Unlike his performance in the Bronze Man Formation, his swordsmanship was sharper and more agile when dealing with Jiang Chuan, seemingly a completely different style from when facing a dense enemy force.

Jiang Chuan's performance was even more astonishing.

Even though Wu Zhen's swordsmanship was already quite excellent, it seemed that he hadn't forced Jiang Chuan to use his true strength.

Originally, in everyone's eyes, Jiang Chuan was strong, but not untouchable.

After all, Jiang Chuan had not shown his strength before, and he was also at the bottom in the first stage of the 80-kilometer training.

They felt that although Jiang Chuan's achievements in breaking formations were unparalleled, his skills in actual combat still had significant flaws.

But now...

Based on Wu Zhen's experience of being soundly defeated, everyone genuinely acknowledged Jiang Chuan's position as number one.

……

Time flies.

Jiang Chuan resumed his daily routine.

Although the second phase of the Bronze Man Formation training was suspended, Jiang Chuan devoted his time to training the lab rats.

Perhaps because of Xu Linlin's mental imprints, Jiang Chuan's progress in cultivating mental power accelerated.

9 month 4 day.

Jiang Chuan was already able to cut off the nerve signals of the mice and use his own will to drive the mice's actions.

Jiang Chuan's face turned bright red, and the white mouse moved stiffly step by step under Jiang Chuan's control.

Although it looks quite ugly, for Jiang Chuan it represents a breakthrough from zero to one.

"hiss--!"

Jiang Chuan stopped the intrusion of his mental energy and took a deep breath.

He was quite satisfied with his progress at this point, and the next step was to refine it further.

Now, under my control, this white mouse walks as if its brain is underdeveloped, with its cerebellum completely undeveloped. Next, I need to control it to walk more smoothly.

In addition to ensuring his smooth movement, we also need to control his food intake, and even resort to attacking him.

Such detailed operations require a high degree of mental control.

Actually, Jiang Chuan originally just wanted things to be simple; he thought that meeting the assignment requirements would be enough.

However, after the Xu Linlin incident, he felt that the gap between himself and someone who had mastered mental power was still too huge.

If one day I could master the use of mental imprints, combined with my current decent skills...

That scene was simply unimaginable.

……

9 month 5 day.

morning.

Teacher Cao Zhigang sent another group message.

[There is an important announcement during today's theory class. Please be punctual and inform each other to avoid any oversights.]

Jiang Chuan believes this is very likely related to the major events that the organization has recently encountered.

Chen Xingyang, the team leader, has been missing for the past few days.

Jiang Chuan really wanted to ask Captain Chen about Xu Linlin's past life memories. Although Captain Chen probably didn't know about it either, he could contact headquarters, and Jiang Chuan felt that perhaps headquarters had this knowledge, and he could study it in that direction. Unfortunately, he never found the opportunity.

Today happens to be a theory class, so perhaps I can talk to Professor Cao Zhigang about related matters.

In class, Jiang Chuan met with Teacher Cao Zhigang, whom he hadn't seen for several days.

He was still wearing those sunglasses, and his body was still robust, but the expression on his face clearly showed extreme fatigue.

What is it that has left Cao Zhigang so exhausted?

Jiang Chuan thought they were going to talk about this important matter...

But he was wrong.

Cao Zhigang began by saying:
"Today is September 5th! Three days later, on September 8th, our class is going to Beijing for an exchange program!"

"The training you've fallen behind on will be resumed and completed in Yanjing!"

"I hope you will continue to work hard in Yanjing, and not let down our Qing City organization, nor waste the hard training you have put in over the past period of time!"

(End of this chapter)