Chapter 66: Breath Test

Yan Bing took Ye Fan and Ye Ping to the places where the entire base could go. In fact, the three of them were like walking around the corridor of the base. There was no place to go at random. Except for the medical room that they had been to, the sandbag training ground, and the bathroom where Yan Bing had just untied his hands.

"It's gone, it's done." Yan Bing spread his hands to the two of them.

"Are you tired?" Ye Fan asked the wounded Ye Ping.

"I have a good physique." Ye Ping clenched her fists.

"By the way, where will we stay at night?" Ye Ping asked Yan Bing.

"This is a problem!" Yan Bing was stunned and looked at Ye Fan: "We only have two beds in our room."

"You're counting right." Ye Fan said.

"But there is still a table." Yan Bing's eyes turned to Ye Ping again.

"No, you have to let a wounded sleep on the table." Ye Ping looked weak.

Ye Fan patted her, and his eyes moved Ye Ping. Ye Fan said, "You have good physical condition!"

Ye Ping's arm was inconvenient to move, so he raised his leg and kicked it. Ye Fan's current skills were not covered. In addition, although Ye Ping's injury was not on his leg, it also had an impact. With a wave of his hand, he had already grasped his ankle.

Ye Ping kicked very high. If Ye Fan hadn't grabbed it, he would probably have had multiple footprints on his face. The scars that would be scratched by the heels have not been included. "Respond is quite fast?" Ye Ping's posture is quite difficult, but she still stands steadily.

Ye Fan smiled brightly, feeling extremely proud. Unexpectedly, Ye Ping suddenly rolled up and rolled her other foot and threw her face on Ye Fan's face. If Ye Fan still had to hold on to him persistently, his footprints would definitely appear on his face. So he quickly let go and retreated.

Ye Ping's body was spinning in the air in a chic manner, and Yan Bing shouted: "Such handsome!"

I wonder if it was scared by this throat, Ye Ping's foot that fell down and stepped on the ground suddenly slipped and her body fell backwards.

Ye Fan was shocked and quickly came over to catch it. Unexpectedly, he was hit hard in the back of his head and staggered forward with a black look in front of him. Ye Ping's foot finally kicked him.

Looking back, the person was already standing firmly, and there was no way he was about to slip.

"It's despicable!" Ye Fan touched the back of his head and cursed, but he was not hurt by his head, but what hurt him was his self-esteem.

Ye Ping was explaining to Yan Bing: "Look, fighting requires not only skills, but also brains."

Yan Bing nodded repeatedly and said, "Your arm is bleeding again."

Ye Ping looked down and found that the wrapped wound was bleeding unrestrainedly again.

He quickly dragged Ye Ping back to the medical room, and the medical staff was also shocked and asked, "How did you do it?"

"I fell accidentally." Ye Ping said without hesitation.

"Lying down honestly and not going out to move." The medical staff were in a bad mood. The repeated injuries caused by humans mean that they had artificially increased their work burden. It was originally a day when they had a tea and chatting, but there was no too much. "You two go too, let her have a good rest." The other party expelled Ye Fan and Yan Bing,

Before the two left, they heard Ye Ping asking the doctor again: "Where will I sleep at night?"

There was nothing to say that day, and early the next morning, Ye Fan dragged Yan Bing to listen to the legendary advanced course.

The advanced courses are very different from what Ye Fan imagined. There is no teacher directly.

A group of students sat around the classroom, listening to their whispers, as if they were communicating their experiences in learning skills, and they were still very superficial. "Is this an advanced course?" Ye Fan was stunned.

"Ah? I don't know, I haven't participated. It's been disbanded so early?" Yan Bing also looked around in a daze.

The two waited for a long time, but still disappeared from the teacher. The students started to leave one by one. Ye Fan couldn't hold back and grabbed one of the students and asked, "Is there no class in the advanced class?"

The other party was stunned and asked back, "Who are you?"

Yan Bing took out his ID and showed it to the other party. These students were just prepared special investigators, so each formal special investigator was the boss to them. The students quickly stood attentively and saluted the two, but wondered in their hearts why these two investigators didn't know the situation in the advanced class.

"Why don't you go to class?" Yan Bing put away his ID and asked seriously.

"The class has ended long ago!" the student replied.

"When is it over?" Ye Fan was shocked. He felt that he had gotten up earlier.

"A month ago..." The other party continued with a surprised expression.

"Ask my dad." Yan Bing dragged Ye Fan away.

"Who are these two?" The others in the room asked each other.

"Out of the outside team!" The preparatory investigator who had just been investigated by Yan Bing answered everyone.

In his father Yan’s office, he seemed to have just gotten up and his eyes were not open yet: “Advanced course? I just gave it in a month!”

"When will it be next time?" Ye Fan asked.

"It will probably take two or three years for this group of students in the intermediate course to master those things, right?" said Yan Father.

Ye Fan almost vomited blood: "Two or three years?"

"Yes! Isn't it normal to practice skills for a few years? Only after they have a certain understanding of breath and have certain operating skills can they tell them advanced theories and avoid distractions." said the stern father.

"No wonder I can't see the class in the advanced class. I thought it was the late one I saw. It turned out that the advanced class would take several years to start!" Yan Bing murmured.

"You all know those things, you don't need to listen." The stern father told Ye Fan.

"What are you talking about?" Ye Fan didn't give up.

Yan Bing said: "There is nothing to say. If you think, being able to practice advanced skills means that this person has reached a certain level. People at this level have their own ways and directions to practice skills, so the advanced course is roughly about mentioning theories and not much content. The advanced course mainly allows students to exchange experiences with each other. For example, there were a few students in the previous group, and they developed a move together, which was quite powerful. In the next group, there was one..."

"Okay, okay!" Yan Bing interrupted, "It's starting again."

Ye Fan was also stunned and said, "Then let it go!"

"Ye Fan, how are your injuries?" asked the Yan Father.

"It seems to be OK." Ye Fan moved his left arm, and there was a slight pain, but he didn't know if exerting force would cause another wound.

"Is there any hindrance?" asked the Yan Father.

"No." Ye Fan said.

"Okay, go and test your breath, and then I will design a training plan for you." said the stern father.

Ye Fan accepted it happily.

Yan's father took Ye Fan to a passage. He was also passing by when he was wandering around yesterday. However, when approaching, he attracted the vigilant eyes of the two guards, which shows how cautious the defense is. Yan's father led Ye Fan in, and Yan Bing was left outside the door.

After walking through a short passage, my eyes suddenly became clear. The huge space was as bright as daytime, and precision instruments and equipment could be seen everywhere around. Many monitors were flashing with things that Ye Fan couldn't understand. There were also many staff members, but no one had a laughing expression on his face, and his clothes were even more neat than those in the medical room.

"Xiao Li." The Yan Father called out.

One staff member turned his head, while others were still busy with their work, and no one paid attention to it.

"Test your breath and prepare." said Yan Father.

The staff member nodded. Yan's father took Ye Fan toward a device. It looked no different from the CT scan of the hospital. "Put it all here!" Yan's father knocked on a table beside him.

Ye Fan emptyed his whole body.

"The clothes must be taken off." The strict father smiled very much.

"Ah?" Ye Fan was unexpected.

"Actually, what you have come into contact with usually your breath remains. Of course you can't detect it, but I have such a sophisticated instrument..." The father of Yan patted the equipment lightly and then said, "There will be deviations when wearing clothes, so I have to take them all off."

Ye Fan felt a little embarrassed. It felt extremely unnatural to take off all his clothes in so many people but not in the bathhouse. Ye Fan even regretted that he had accepted this breath test.

I looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this place. Looking at Yan Father again, I knew that he was embarrassed, so I deliberately avoided my eyes. I made up my mind and took off my legs in a few seconds. "How can I lie down?" Ye Fan asked, he was eager to get into the bucket now.

"The head is facing outward and the feet are facing inward." said the stern father.

Ye Fan gently turned up and lay down.

"Close your eyes and don't open them, don't talk, breathe naturally, don't control your breath," said the strict father.

Ye Fan nodded and closed his eyes.

"Xiao Li, are you okay?" said the stern father.

"Okay." Ye Fan heard the footsteps of someone running hurriedly, responding.

"Are you ready?" Yan's father asked Ye Fan again.

Ye Fan suddenly asked, "What do you feel? Does it hurt?"

The father of the stern father smiled and said, "I won't feel anything. I'll probably feel a little bored. Oh, by the way, there is another point, don't fall asleep."

Ye Fan smiled, and his father said, "It's beginning."

Ye Fan nodded, feeling that his body had been slowly being sent into the barrel, and his whole body would have crawled in. With a light "click", something was covering his head. Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a little nervous, but he still tried to breathe calmly and not control his breath as Yan's father said. As for the heartbeat a little violently, Yan's father seemed to have not said no. What's more, he couldn't control himself.

It is indeed as Yan Father said, there is nothing to feel. As for this stuffyness, it seems to be warm and comfortable. Ye Fan feels that Yan Father’s last reminder is too necessary. If he doesn’t pay attention, he may fall asleep.

The Yan father outside the device paid attention to the screens in front of him, skillfully turned on a series of switches, and began to wait patiently.

Xiao Li, who was in charge of the record there, was also completely prepared.

Data and images began to flash. Yan Bing noticed that nothing abnormal happened, which showed that Ye Fan was very cooperative. He walked towards Xiao Li and said, "How about Xiao Li?"

Xiao Li was stunned, looked up at Yan Father, pointed to the screen and said, "This...this..."
Chapter completed!