"What's the matter?"

Fang Nanxun suspected that he had heard it wrong.

What an international joke?

Fang Nanxun was a little anxious about Dr. Sang's hesitant look.

"etc."

Dr. Sang thought silently, sometimes frowned, sometimes shook his head, and had a greater grasp of his inner guesses.

Dr. Sang said: "Just just compared the real-time measurement data when we were in the room and when we were not in the room, Tang Hong seemed nervous but not."

"Nervousness means tension contraction... For example, getting rich and getting married will cause deep or shallow tension... The most intuitive manifestations are the accelerated heart rate, the increase in blood pressure, and the slowdown in blood flow."

"And Tang Hong."

Speaking of this, he paused: "There are no tensions in smooth muscle contractions and other series of tension. It's like when someone is there, he is in a normal state. When he is alone, he enters an overclocking state. The data shows that there are subtle changes in his body that are completely opposite to tension."

"Incredible!"

"Can you understand!"

"No wounds, no changes, I really can't think of any possibility besides nervousness. I have to remember the unknown type of nervousness." Dr. Sang took out a small notebook from his shirt pocket and said while recording.

Fang Nanxun was confused: "I understand nervously, what does it mean to enter an overclocking state?"

Dr. San shook his head: "That's just a metaphor."

Fang Nanxun asked again: "Can normal nervousness lead to inability to get started?"

Dr. Sang pondered for a moment: "I don't know."

"The current technology cannot fully analyze the field of extraordinary saints. For example, they do not conform to the law of conservation of matter and have no lower kinetic energy with additional willpower, and they are particularly lethal to them."

"Things that cannot be explained by science do not mean that they do not exist, nor do they mean that they do not exist."

"Okay."

"You don't understand anyway."

"I will leave later. You must show optimism and positive emotions. Just find an excuse to let him practice boxing alone. Don't tell him about nervous questions. When Tang Hong becomes extraordinary, I will contact him alone."

Dr. Sang waved his hand, ignoring Fang Nanxun's confused expression, ran back to the room, observing the real-time data again, and his eyes lit up. He began to record.

Recording is complete.

He put away all the notes, smiled and nodded at Tang Hong, and left straight away.

Fang Nanxun shook hands with him at the door and thanked him, smiling relaxedly on his face, watching Dr. Sang leave.

He carried a set of clothes and threw them to Tang Hong: "If you have the chance in the future, you have to thank Dr. Sang very well. He has found out the problem and is busy going back to the imperial capital for a meeting... Your failure these few times should be because you didn't wear standard practice clothes. Jeans and sportswear will affect your strength... Change into this set of clothes, and you will be able to practice again. I'll go downstairs to smoke a cigarette."

"You practice yours."

"Don't worry about me."

Seeing Fang Nanxun leaving in a hurry, it seemed like a smoking addiction occurred. Tang Hong was suddenly surprised and finally found the reason. He was finally able to get started!

That's right.

He wants to trust experts and professionals, not to mention that Dr. Sang is a valuable talent at the Central Institute of Research.

then……

Change into this set of clothes... although Tang Hong always feels that this set of clothes exudes a strange smell.

Then let's try it. He slowly pulled off the shelf and slashed his fists in the air. Although he was still unconfidant, his strong willpower made Tang Hong enter the state, and he had no distractions at this moment.

moment!

getting Started!

One second or a half, Tang Hong didn't know that he was just immersed in the ocean of pleasure of extraordinary secret techniques.

‘Fang Nanxun is right.’

‘Once you practice it, it’s extremely easy, it’s like playing a game.’

‘I can even feel the joy of my own mind and mind covering the whole person.’

Tang Hong, who got started in an instant, almost forgot the passage of time.

Anyway, he was very happy, very comfortable, and didn't want to stop. The gathering of willpower made him more and more focused, his strength became more and more standard, and his posture became more casual.

After getting started, every extraordinary practice method needs to be fine-tuned to fit yourself and reach the most appropriate frequency to be considered completely stable:

That is a small achievement in boxing.

Recalling Fang Nanxun's demonstration, Tang Hong sensed a force slowly gushing out from his body, gathered on the surface of his fist and then circled back into his body. He was not tired when practicing, but was refreshed and happy when practicing.

He knew this was the beginning.

He sensed the subtle changes in his body's muscles and couldn't help but adjust so that his punches would be smoother, more refreshing and full of explosive power.

It's either a minute or two, or a century or two long.

When Tang Hong retracted his fist, he twisted his waist and explosive power rose from the soles of his feet to the waist and abdomen, injected into his shoulders, pushing the punch out in the air. It was extremely slow at the beginning and accelerated at the last moment.

Suddenly accelerated and exploded with a shock!

Bang!

Tang Hong's punch made a slight crisp sound. Normal people can't hear it at all, but it does exist.

【Dingdong!】

【Experience one person practicing boxing, one person is worth one】

Seeing, hearing, and feeling the flash of that information flow, Tang Hong immediately smiled, and he guessed that was right.

Extraordinary practice is the second long-term benefit.

Bang!

The door was knocked open, and Fang Nanxun's face with wide eyes was shocked: "Are you getting started?"

"No."

Tang Hong said slowly: "It's a small success."

“???”

Fang Nanxun was about to be disappointed, but he heard the loud noise of Xiao Cheng like a buzzing gong and drum, which shocked him.

Is it a small success to split the fist? It seems that it is the accumulation of these failures.

The failures of the first nine times were not completely useless. Instead, laying the foundation for the tenth time, accumulating experience, laying the foundation to the extreme, and success in one fell swoop. This is to accumulate strength and make progress.

Failure is the mother of success.

Fang Nanxun was amazed.

When I think about it, I feel a pity. I heard that the six great geniuses today will get started at most three times, and within seven times, they will be a small success.

"It's all my fault."

"If Tang Hong had to practice boxing alone earlier, he would probably have started two or three times. Now I don't know how many times Tang Hong got started."

Fang Nanxun didn't say it, and smiled slightly, congratulations to Tang Hong.

As for the nervous issue, he planned to wait until Tang Hong graduated from the special training camp before telling him so as not to know the inside story. But he was worried that Tang Hong would enter the special training camp and similar situation would occur.

Tang Hong was anxious and ready to set out interrupted his thoughts: "Retreat, the EMU is about to drive!"

"etc."

"how."

"Change your clothes and set off..."

Fang Nanxun stood outside the door waiting, looking thoughtful.

Through the crack of the door.

Fang Nanxun clearly saw Tang Hongyi's reluctant expression. In fact, it was because he took a set of medical clothes stored in the hospital and sprinkled some disinfectant to avoid being unhygienic.

soon.

The two set off. Fang Nanxun was fine during the day and gave Tang Hong a trip while he was idle.

"Don't you mind?"

The car was surrounded by air conditioning and air conditioning, and Fang Nanxun shook his right hand holding a cigarette.

"It doesn't matter."

Tang Hong was thinking about the boxing technique when he heard this, he opened his eyes and nodded: "By the way, I didn't have time to tell you about something the day before yesterday. Zhang Jing from Tiansheng organization has found me, but he has no idea of ​​his intention."

Zhang Jing?

Fang Nanxun lit a cigarette and took a sip. He didn't know this person: "The headquarters of the Tiansheng organization is in Yunhai City. I have never heard of a superb person named Zhang Jing."

Tang Hong carefully described the process of meeting Zhang Jing when he and Fan Yu met that day in the teahouse in the alley.
To be continued...