There's something wrong with me

Chapter 97: Shock and Enlightenment (5.8)

“Is there glass under the water?”

“He… he is… walking on water?”

“I actually… wanted to spar with him? Dare to spar with him?”

“Zhang… Zhang Feng… is he a god?”

The moment Zhang Feng stepped on the water.

Everyone by the lake felt a sense of disorientation, as if they were witnessing the realization of inner strength and lightness skills from TV dramas, and they were all momentarily plunged into a scalp-tingling shock.

Especially the streamers were even more confused, but soon after, they excitedly surrounded the edge of the lake, pointing their phones at Zhang Feng who was walking on the lake.

Including the surrounding pedestrians, they were also very excited and gathered around the lake.

“Humans can walk on water!”

“Is this the Transforming Strength (Huajin) that has been hotly discussed online recently? I thought it was just increasing some strength…”

“Holy crap? Is this still human?”

The pedestrians looked at Zhang Feng from afar, feeling as if they had misunderstood something.

But at this moment, they also clearly knew that Transforming Strength was not just about strengthening the body as mentioned online.

It could even walk on water, displaying strange abilities like a god!

They were now burning with enthusiasm, and some people even directly opened their phones to go online, preparing to see which martial arts gym could enroll them.

But more people opened their phones to take photos and videos.

And it wasn't just passers-by, the streamers were also very excited.

“Friends in the live broadcast room, look quickly! That immortal is Zhang Feng! Grandmaster Zhang!”

“Damn! Damn! Please forgive me for swearing, and don’t ban me, Super Admin, but I really can’t help it, I want to say damn it again!”

The streamers' excitement was no less than that of the passers-by.

Including in their live broadcast rooms, the barrage was also frantically commenting.

(Streamer, tell me, did you turn on special effects??)

(He definitely didn't turn on special effects! I just went to the streamers at a few other internet-famous parks to take a look, no! No!)

(I'm at the scene! I just touched the water, there's nothing under the water!)

(Envy those who are at the scene, seeing a miracle with their own eyes…)

(Grandmaster Zhang! Immortal Zhang! I'm going to sign up for a local martial arts gym today!)

(Transforming Strength can be trained to this level? If I had known, I would have signed up a while ago!)

(You have shared the live broadcast room)

(Shared the live broadcast…)

Many people commented in the barrage, and as they frantically shared it with their friends.

Soon it spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred.

In addition, these streamers originally had tens to hundreds of online viewers.

Making the number of online viewers in their live broadcast rooms quickly reach thousands, or even tens of thousands in just a few minutes!

Including those who swiped into this live broadcast room, none of them left.

This made the retention rate of several streamers' live broadcast rooms reach an unprecedented 90%!

Among them, 3% swiped directly past without noticing.

The remaining 7% were also viewers switching back and forth between these live broadcast rooms, wanting to observe this 'Grandmaster Zhang' from different streamer perspectives.

At the same time, the administrators in the live broadcast backend also discovered this 'extraordinary' live broadcast through this outrageous traffic data.

And they were preparing to ask the company leaders how to deal with this tricky live broadcast.

Their leader called and said excitedly: “Promote it! Push it up! The government wants to promote the extraordinary, we must do our best to cooperate!

By the way! When diverting traffic, mark the link to our martial arts gym above these live broadcast rooms! And the link to the official martial arts gym!

You guys also quickly find the martial arts gym where Grandmaster Zhang used to be, and also mark the link to that martial arts gym!”

This live broadcast website is the largest live broadcast platform in the country.

They also applied for the establishment qualification of a martial arts gym from the 'Official Martial Arts Department'.

This kind of martial arts gym belongs to the 'Company' school.

The rest are private 'private', 'official', and Wudang and other 'traditional schools'.

Now there are four types of martial arts schools.

“Okay!” The administrator took the order and started operating, and from time to time looked at Zhang Feng in the video, with undisguised excitement in his expression.

Meanwhile, on the scene.

“What's going on over there?”

“So many people are surrounding the lake to see what's going on?”

“What are they saying?”

People on the streets in the distance, when they found that the lakeside was very lively, also came here one after another.

It was only when they approached and saw Zhang Feng standing still in the lake.

“?” A young man was stunned, not even noticing that his phone had fallen to the ground.

Bang—

Someone slowed down his electric car while watching, until the wheel hit the electric car in front, he realized he had crashed.

The rider of the electric car in front didn't even bother to look when he found himself being hit, instead focusing on the miracle on the lake.

Then, as he came back to his senses, he also found that the entire lane outside the lake was blocked.

“Quick, get the camera!” Some people even stopped their cars in the middle of the road and ran towards here.

It wasn't that he didn't want to park in a good spot, but it was all blocked and he couldn't move.

It wasn't until the traffic police arrived.

That traffic slowly returned to normal.

But the traffic police were also directing traffic while they couldn't help but look at the lake.

‘Is he President Zhang?’

“He is from our city!”

And at this moment.

In the lake.

Zhang Feng didn't care about anyone, but was experiencing the enlightenment just now.

This enlightenment was when he saw the lake and the spring breeze, a feeling of longing arose in his heart.

As his mind thought, at the moment he stepped on the water, two meridians opened at the soles of his feet and ankles respectively!

This was a great gain.

But Zhang Feng also deeply understood that this enlightenment was just a 'tiny spark', and more of it came from his own accumulated knowledge.

Plus nearly three months of human body function knowledge accumulation, which led to this explosion.

Otherwise, just having the spark of enlightenment without knowledge as the solid 'gunpowder' would not be enough.

But it was precisely this understanding.

That Zhang Feng also gained some understanding of the 'teaching cognition' of martial arts, and felt that it was time to pass on martial arts.

And in these past few months, Zhang Feng has not passed on martial arts.

Because the 'visualization' practice method first requires a certain understanding of Taoism and Buddhism.

After that, one's own physique and martial arts must not be weaker than the 'drug dealer'.

Of course, if one's own martial arts can reach the 'world's peak level', that is, the 'intermediate combat' of a certain boxing method, then the physique can be slightly lowered, about 12 will do.

Finally, with everything in place, you can visualize.

So Zhang Feng felt that the threshold for this cultivation was a bit too high.

At least among the people Zhang Feng knew, only Master Wang and a few masters in the army could practice it.

Even so, they had to take medicine for three months and practice Transforming Strength for three months, their physique skyrocketed, and with their own guidance, they could try to practice.

But at this moment.

After Zhang Feng's small enlightenment, coupled with the various human body functions he had understood in these few months, he felt that he could simplify the practice of martial arts a bit.

Striving to make it understandable to everyone to a certain extent.

And at this moment.

Zhang Feng also has the deepest understanding of Eight Steps Catching Cicadas, and feels that the simplified Eight Steps Catching Cicadas only needs about 60% of the drug dealer's level to try to practice and resonate.

Of course, because it is simplified, the power and cultivation effect will naturally be reduced by 30-40%.

But as long as you practice simple exercises first to improve your body, you can still make up for it by practicing the original version later.

It's just that Zhang Feng shook his head in his heart when he thought of this, feeling that his knowledge base was still too low.

If the knowledge is a little higher, then it can be reduced by another 10%, or even several percent, until finally ordinary people can also visualize and enter cultivation.

If you can do this, not to mention everyone is like a dragon, at least you have truly achieved the point where everyone cultivates.

At that time, not to mention the terrifying big data information.

Just say, if there are geniuses who accidentally open other meridians.

Then his data is uploaded to the big data center.

This is his own profit for nothing.

Not to mention opening three or four meridians.

Even if you can open one more, it is an extremely expensive wealth of knowledge.

Because he wants to try to open the meridians, it is completely forced, forced to take the resurrection opportunity to try and make mistakes.

One resurrection, good luck, open three or four.

Bad luck, one resurrection as a trial and error and sorting out, can only open one.

After all, the amplitude of visualization and the amplitude of one's own meridian adjustment are different.

Even if he has many resurrection opportunities, if he can't figure out the accurate resonance point of this meridian, then resurrection is useless.

‘Difficult.’

After thinking about this, Zhang Feng secretly said it was difficult, but he was happy in his heart.

Because there are still many roads ahead.

If the exercises can be simplified again and again, then the billions of people in the country, as well as the compatriots who are overseas but have their hearts in the country, will definitely be his fellow practitioners on the road of cultivation in the future.

‘The thinking is completely clear.’ After Zhang Feng finished thinking about these things, he looked around for a while, but found that the sky was already dusk.

And at this time, the surroundings were no longer crowds, but the double guard of the army and local law enforcement.

The entire street was cleared, and roadblocks were placed far away.

Because Zhang Feng had been staying here for too long, the officials were afraid that something would happen.

So even though Zhang Feng was independent and didn't let anyone follow him.

But they were still not at ease, so they pulled up the police line to prevent some unfriendly forces from doing anything bad after learning of Zhang Feng's whereabouts.

Plus Zhang Feng's hand today is like a miracle of stepping on water.

Now, Zhang Feng is already a treasure of Great Xia.

“President Zhang!”

At this time.

The head of the base was also on the scene, and when he saw Zhang Feng looking over, he immediately asked the soldiers next to him to release the inflatable boat.

He wanted to row over and communicate with President Zhang in the lake.

Because Zhang Feng didn't bring a microphone.

Zhang Feng felt it was quite funny and wanted to laugh when he saw this scene.

But thinking about his identity, and that he had just entered the officialdom, he should be serious first.

It was only the next second that Zhang Feng laughed.

To hell with seriousness, he just wants to do whatever he wants.

The adventure world is sometimes very depressing, and you have to hide at the beginning.

Now that he's back home, and has a physique of more than 70, he still has to go against his heart, what's the point?

Is it for unhappiness?

"Old Liu."

Zhang Feng didn't let Old Liu row the boat himself.

Instead, amidst the astonished gazes of the surrounding soldiers, he covered seven or eight meters in a single stride, skimming the water like a dragonfly, reaching Old Liu's boat in five steps.

"Chief Zhang…" Old Liu was also startled.

Although he knew that Zhang Feng's ability to tread on water was incredibly miraculous, seeing a 'non-human' rushing towards him and getting so close in the blink of an eye…

That immense sense of oppression truly made one feel helpless and terrified.

Similarly, the surrounding alert soldiers and law enforcement officers also felt a chilling sensation that made their temples throb.

"How long have you been here?"

Zhang Feng lifted his foot from the lake, and in the instant of leaving the water, the water droplets on his foot were dispersed by resonance.

Tap—

Zhang Feng boarded the boat, his foot dry.

"Almost five hours," Old Liu replied, handing over a pair of exquisitely crafted thousand-layer cloth shoes.

Zhang Feng liked to wear thousand-layer cloth shoes when wearing his practice suit because he felt they matched better.

However, within the base, Zhang Feng usually wore the general's uniform (a result of his scientific research achievements), which was a promotion breaking the rules, and heavy, weighted military boots.

One kick with those could shatter a stone.

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Zhang Feng preferred to wear the general's uniform, not for any other reason than that it looked cool, exuding an imposing aura.

The practice suit was a bit too detached from the world, but it looked steady and was suitable for wearing outside.

"It's good you're here; I have some insights."

While reminiscing about his attire, Zhang Feng took the oar from his hand.

Whoosh—

As if casually rowing, but the water near the shore was shallow, and the oar directly struck the mud below.

Under the action of Zhang Feng's terrifying strength and skill, the boat, which was five meters from the shore, instantly shot to the bank like an arrow.

"Uh…" Old Liu was shaken by the feeling of being pushed back, and then a sense of surprise welled up in his heart.

'Grandmaster Zhang has shown me today that even rowing a small boat can give you a feeling of being pushed back?'

…

Inside a nearby police station, their only large conference room was temporarily requisitioned.

At this moment, Old Liu and a dozen researchers from the base sat around, facing their encrypted computers.

"Visualization is…"

Zhang Feng lectured on martial arts at the head of the table, quickly organizing a simplified version of Eight Steps Catching Cicadas in his mind, and directly told them.

'This is martial arts?' Outside the conference room, many police officers were listening in.

This was allowed by Zhang Feng.

Firstly, he didn't intend to hide it.

Secondly, he himself was once a police officer.

…

About twenty minutes later.

Zhang Feng finished explaining some key points and then looked at the crowd outside the conference room.

"Do you have any questions?"

"Reporting, Chief Zhang! You explained it very well! Very thoroughly! We all understood!"

"Reporting, Chief Zhang, we also took notes."

They didn't dare to ask more questions, but they also secretly sized up Zhang Feng, observing this 'extraordinary human' who had displayed a miracle this afternoon.

Because, in their opinion, unless they advanced a dozen levels, today might be the only time in their lives they would meet a 'human pioneer' at such close range.

'Human Pioneer' was the nickname given to Zhang Feng by netizens this afternoon.

However, Zhang Feng hadn't gone online yet and didn't know about these things.

Nor did he care about these things.

In Zhang Feng's opinion, it would be a good thing if more people practiced.

"Go back now."

Seeing that things were done, Zhang Feng looked at Old Liu.

"I'll return to the base in a few days."

After speaking, Zhang Feng left neatly.

…

Seven o'clock.

Zhang Feng arrived at the martial arts master's home.

"Don't rush, almost ready!"

Master Wang was personally cooking today.

He had some skills.

Living room.

"Master Zhang, I got another good sword!"

The martial arts master stood in front of the table, introducing a sharp sword on the table to Zhang Feng.

Completely modern alloy construction, streamlined blade, 1.3 meters long, looks impractical but beautiful.

The martial arts master had now figured it out: Master Zhang only cared about the appearance of these 'ordinary weapons' and didn't care about practicality.

"Not bad," Zhang Feng said after waving it a few times, looking at Doctor Wu who was brewing tea.

"Old Wu, would you be interested in working at the base?"

"I think I'll stick with the hospital," Doctor Wu said with a smile.

"Thanks to Teacher Zhang, I'm now the vice president of the city's medical association."

"That's good; yes, the pace at the base is a bit fast, and the pressure is higher than at the hospital."

Zhang Feng still liked to communicate with these earliest friends, speaking more relaxedly, without so much restraint.

Tap tap—

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"I'll open it," the martial arts master went to open the door.

Outside was Little Li, a running buddy, carrying two large bags of skewers.

"You're here!" The martial arts master recognized Little Li.

Because Little Li's family sold household appliances, not TVs and refrigerators, but sockets, wires, and light bulbs.

Although the store wasn't big, it had a relatively complete range of household items.

And recently, the martial arts master had opened a new martial arts school in the city.

In the beginning, they all used his goods.

This was also introduced by Zhang Feng.

Little Li was also interesting, giving them at cost price.

Then, the martial arts master didn't dare to take it anymore, but he also got to know Little Li.

"Chief Zhang! Master! Dean Wu!" After entering the door, Little Li greeted them one by one, but he was a bit restrained.

He was just helping out at his family's small store and had never been in contact with so many big shots.

Because the martial arts master and Doctor Wu, and Master Wang, were now truly big shots, running martial arts schools all over the country, distributing secret manuals and prescriptions.

They were part-time 'private, company, traditional sect, three-way martial arts school consultants'.

Zhang Feng was in full control.

Little Li would definitely be restrained in front of these people.

"Li, come," Zhang Feng smiled and asked him to come over for tea, breaking the somewhat awkward atmosphere.

But Zhang Feng actually knew in his heart.

With his involvement, coupled with Little Li not wanting to take advantage of his fame, the original pure friendship and tacit understanding of running buddies had dissipated significantly due to the gap in their identities.

That's how life is.

Very realistic, very conflicting, but you have to do it.

However, Little Li did have a sense of a gentleman's friendship.

Because Zhang Feng had changed his phone number a few months ago, he had told him his new number and told him to contact him if he needed anything.

But he had only called once.

It was two months ago when he asked if he still did night runs?

At that time, Zhang Feng was studying at the base and declined.

Then he hadn't called again.

In this world, there is such a person who, when he sees that his friend is doing well, silently stops contacting him, afraid that his friend will misunderstand that he is after something.

Especially if this friend is an extraordinary human, then it's even more out of the question.

Little Li was such a person, a bit stubborn, a bit serious, and more filled with the spirit of a chivalrous hero.

He felt that he didn't have enough ability, so he still didn't want to get involved with his friend.

So, when eating.

Zhang Feng saw him sit down at the dining table, and although he ate, drank, and chatted, his temperament was out of sync with the martial arts master and the others.

It was rare to find such a person in business.

But it wasn't surprising.

When Zhang Feng was in the criminal police world, he met many people in business during the large-scale investigations, and some of them were like him.

…

After finishing the meal, because they didn't drink alcohol, it wasn't even eight o'clock.

"I'm leaving, Master Zhang," Master Wang waved a stack of documents in his hand.

"I'll go back and look at the martial arts materials you gave me and tell the students about them tomorrow."

"Where are you going?" Doctor Wu didn't have a car.

"I'll catch a ride."

"Old Wu, you're really thrifty," the two often interacted during this time, had a good relationship, and often joked.

"Just catching a ride, and you're criticizing me?" The two joked and went downstairs.

"Then I'll send you off?" The martial arts master was honest, looking at Zhang Feng and Little Li.

Little Li waved his hand.

"Thank you, Master, no need."

He said, looking at Zhang Feng.

"Brother Zhang, Master, I'll leave first."

"Okay," Zhang Feng nodded.

After he went out, Zhang Feng looked at the martial arts master and the table full of pots and pans.

"Because you don't have to leave, all this is your work."

'What kind of twisted logic is this?' The martial arts master was stunned, but he chuckled and obediently began to clean up.

"After cleaning up, remember to take the prescription and practice," Zhang Feng instructed him, then came to the clothes rack at his door.

"I'll take the new hat and new sunglasses on here."

"Leave the sword for now; I'll come and get it in a few days."

"Should I send it to the martial arts school?" The martial arts master raised his head with the plate.

"Didn't you say you were going to the martial arts school in a few days?

Wouldn't it be troublesome to go back and forth?"

"No need," Zhang Feng said as he picked a new hat, then added, "Okay, send it over and put it in the warehouse.

If I don't have time to get it, I'll send someone over to get it."

After speaking, Zhang Feng closed the door and went downstairs.

Then he took more than a dozen steps at a time.

When he reached the entrance of the building.

Zhang Feng saw Little Li running slowly ahead, having just finished eating, he couldn't run fast.

"Li!" Zhang Feng called out to him and walked over.

Little Li turned around curiously.

"What's wrong, Brother Zhang?"

"Nothing," Zhang Feng stretched his limbs and asked, "After resting, shall we run back?"

Little Li paused, then smiled.

"Okay!"

"Alright," Zhang Feng nodded with a smile, took out his hat and put it on, then covered his eyes with sunglasses.

"With this disguise, no one will recognize me, right?

Your Brother Zhang is very popular now, not like before when I didn't have a job and was always mooching skewers from you."

"Let's go; after running and making some room in our stomachs, I'll treat you to hot pot, four plates of meat."

…

No early retreat from the night run.

Another meal at ten o'clock.

At 10:59, Zhang Feng washed up and lay in bed, looking forward to the next world.

'After resting for three months, will there be any changes in the future world?

Will it be more difficult?

Or just a simple rest to relax my inner demons?'