No one can be a dog licker

Wu Baitian further questioned Lei Zhizhi: "Lei Zhizhi, who is the fifth in the grade?"

Lei Zhizhi sighed softly, with a complicated look on his face, "The fifth in the grade is Mei Feng. His name is not on the notice board, because he didn't want to lose to Lin Yi and the others, so...he gave up the practical training."

"..." Bu Heiye was so upset after listening to this. It was so pathetic to give up if you don't want to lose.

"Oh? I see." Wu Baitian nodded in agreement. The thinking process of a genius is different from that of ordinary people.

Looking at the complexity of Lei Zhizhi's words, it is not difficult to guess. Logically, if he doesn't want to lose to Lin Yi, he should form a team that he is satisfied with and compete for the first place.

Even if you don’t get first place, the reward for second place is still generous.

He chose to give up directly and not even take the second place prize? This was enough to show how arrogant he was.

It also shows that after analyzing the strengths of other students in the class, he clearly realized that it was impossible for him to win, so he simply didn't want to participate in the competition.

Is this giving up? No! In Wu Baitian's opinion, this is a declaration of war. Mei Feng must be secretly accumulating strength.

"Mei Feng...what a nice name." Wu Baitian murmured, with appreciation in his tone.

Wu Baitian stood up immediately and said, "Zhizhi, I'm leaving first. See you tomorrow!"

The small Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School was full of talented people. So how could she have the time to slack off?

Bu Heiye immediately stood up as well, "Thank you, Zhizhi. See you tomorrow~"

Only Lei Zhizhi was left sitting there, gritting his teeth: "You! You guys! Really, you are exactly the same!"

Looking at Wu Baitian who was running fast in front of him, Bu Heiye immediately became dejected.

She worked non-stop to recover as quickly as possible, probably just to start in high speed mode on the first day back to school...

"Let's do it!" Immediately afterwards, Bu Heiye caught up with Wu Baitian and started jumping around again.

Wu Baitian glanced at Bu Heiye with disdain, "You're talking nonsense."

"Huh?" Bu Heiye was the first to open the door of the visualization room, with surprise written all over her face. Logically, the visualization room should be empty, as all the martial arts students chose to go to the martial arts training room. She just missed three days of classes, right?

Yuan Que slowly opened his eyes and found that the person at the door was not Wu Baitian. He went straight over and said, "Aunt? Call me uncle!"

"Hey! Are you sick?" Bu Heiye's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he was obviously speechless by Yuan Que's words.

Yuan Que continued, "I'm sick? What? Do you have medicine? Even if you do, I won't take it. What if it makes my condition worse?"

What does this mean? Is this saying that I am sicker than him? Hey, I am such a hot-tempered person.

Thinking of this, Bu Heiye was about to walk up to him and have a good talk with him. It was inexplicable!

Seeing that Bu Heiye was about to refute Yuan Que again, Wu Baitian hurried forward, patted Bu Heiye's shoulder gently, then pulled her and sat down at the position closest to the Jingxin Divine Mantra.

Wu Baitian deliberately spoke a little louder:

"If you sit closer, you will feel it more intensely. Breathing techniques place special emphasis on the rhythm and depth between breaths, so it is best to remain quiet and feel it with your heart."

After hearing Wu Baitian's words, Yuan Que silently walked to Wu Baitian's side and sat down.

Bu Heiye also obediently closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and practiced breathing techniques.

The atmosphere in the meditation room became solemn and peaceful again...

It was not until the school bell rang that Wu Baitian left with Bu Heiye in high spirits.

"Hey!" Yuan Que called Wu Baitian hesitantly.

Wu Baitian and Bu Heiye turned around at the same time, only to see that Yuan Que had stood up, his eyes wandering and he seemed a little embarrassed.

Wu Bai motioned Bu Heiye to go ahead and walked up to Yuan Que, "Speak!"

Yuan Que took a deep breath, as if he was organizing his words: "That... when the breathing method circulates in my body, I feel that the blood and qi in my body are consumed very quickly. Is there any problem with this?"

Wu Baitian was stunned for a moment, then he smiled gently, "Practicing martial arts will consume Qi and blood, you know this, right?"

Seeing Yuan Qun nod, Wu Bai Tian continued,

"Since you know this and still feel that the breathing method consumes a lot of Qi and blood, it means that your meridians are broad, which is a good thing. Simply put, the operation of the breathing method is to control the lightness and heaviness of breathing to drive the circulation speed of Qi and blood throughout the body.

By practicing breathing techniques, you can become more and more familiar with the trajectory of your own Qi and blood and speed up the ignition of Qi and blood; you can be invincible in battles of equal Qi and blood; and you can master the attack method of a weapon more quickly.

There is also a hidden effect, which is the operation of breathing method, which also has the effect of replenishing qi and blood and healing wounds.

If you are not practicing breathing techniques in combat, training, or when you are injured, the energy consumption should not be greater than your recovery speed. "

Wu Baitian understood that Yuan Que seemed to want to explain something, and quickly continued,

"But I said, that's how it should be! Your meridians are broad, so the blood and qi that can be mobilized to circulate will naturally be more and faster. Consumption cannot be judged according to the norm or what should be. Are you very hungry today?"

Wu Baitian took out a blood-replenishing pill and handed it to Yuan Que.

"The poor are good at literature, but the rich are good at martial arts. The stronger you are, the more you can eat. You should eat more meat from wild animals. In addition, you should take at least one blood-replenishing pill every week to ensure an adequate supply of qi and blood.

When the energy consumed by your breathing method is roughly equal to the speed at which your Qi and blood recover, then tell me."

Yuan Que looked at the blood-replenishing pill in Wu Baitian's hand and was reluctant to take it.

Wu Baitian pinched Kaiyuanque's mouth and stuffed the blood-replenishing pill into it. "A set of skills that does not require a fourth-level warrior to teach, plus my knowledge, is a million or eight hundred thousand not too much? What's the difference between the eight thousand and the rest?"

The blood-replenishing pill melted in his mouth. Without even having time to say a word, Yuan Que quickly sat down and began to practice breathing techniques, fearing that the effect of the medicine would be wasted.

Seeing this, Wu Baitian did not disturb them and walked out of the meditation room quietly.

Then, his eyes fell on the furtive figure near the door - Bu Heiye was standing on tiptoe, his neck stretched out, his ears constantly leaning towards the visualization room, looking as wretched as a thief.

He didn't even notice that Wu came out during the day, and was still muttering, "Hey, why is there no sound?"

Wu Baitian rubbed his temples and said, "Oh, what an idiot."

"Bu Heiye, with your eavesdropping skills, if you were a scout, you would die eight out of four times!"

Bu Heiye was startled and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Hehe... I'm just curious. That guy looks like he has a serious illness, but you can actually chat with him?"

Wu Baitian glared at her unhappily, "So, classmate Bu Heiye, are you curious about him? Or do you want to follow me to the Lin family?"

"Let's go! The Lin family!"

Bu Heiye suddenly became excited! My male god! My male god’s home!