After getting the news he wanted, Yang Fan lost the interest of staying in the medical room. After greeting Zhang Fengyu, he left directly.

An Sheng was having a hot fight with Chen Xin, but after seeing Yang Fan leave, he turned around and followed him reluctantly.

"Doctor Zhang, is this patient really cured?"

As soon as An Sheng left, Chen Xin's mind returned to her previous state. Seeing that Song Zi'an, who could already sit up on the hospital bed, asked Zhang Fengyu in surprise.

There were scalpels and bone nails in her cart, and she prepared a lot of preparations. It seemed that she was going to have a major operation. In just a few minutes, the patient was already cured. Isn’t this a joke?

Chen Xin remembered it very clearly. When she was checking Song Zi'an's body just now, this guy was obviously injured and only half of his life was left. Although he couldn't die, he shouldn't have been as relaxed and comfortable as he is now.

Zhang Fengyu shrugged: "It's not completely cured, but there's no need to do any more surgery. He doesn't even have to drink half a pack of medicine. He will be able to recover completely in one or two days."

"Okay, we have no help to him here anymore, and there is no need for him to stay here. You can just explain it and let him go back and recuperate on his own."

Zhang Fengyu explained to Chen Xin, then left the ward with an old face in confusion.

Chen Xin was confused and murmured to himself: "How could it be so fast? Even if you take high-level spiritual medicine and spiritual fruit, it would not be so fast, right?"

Zhang Fengyu heard Chen Xin's contempt and paused. He also wanted to know why, but the patient had just woken up and obviously didn't know the condition.

Yang Fan, who knew what was going on, didn't know why. She was so eager to die, but she couldn't ask Yang Fan.

Now that the main owner has left, it is useless to say anything. Moreover, Zhang Fengyu felt that even if he could muster up the courage to ask, Yang Fan might not tell him.

"Fatty, honestly, what's going on with your sunglasses? How could there be a video of the master-strong man playing martial arts against Manniu Fist?"

After leaving the medical nurse, Yang Fan hugged An Sheng's neck and asked him inquire.

An Sheng raised his head and solemnly corrected Yang Fan: "That's not sunglasses, it's sunglasses, or rather, it should be multi-functional virtual VR sunglasses!"

As he said that, An Sheng raised his hand and took off the sunglasses that had been hanging on his head, shook them in the sun, and said proudly: "This is an old antique from more than a hundred years ago. You can't even buy it now!"

Yang Fan's face turned black, a terrifying old antique. Is the focus of his speech just now the sunglasses?

However, after An Sheng mentioned this, Yang Fan had some impression of this pair of sunglasses. He seemed to remember that An Le had always had such a pair of rose gold sunglasses hanging on his head, and he was so sexy.

Could it be that these glasses are the ones An Le had on her head back then?

He thought it was a pair of serious sunglasses, but he didn't expect that there was a function that could store and play virtual videos hidden inside.

"The VR technology was not mature more than a hundred years ago. Later, I spent a lot of money to hire an expert to upgrade the VR components in this pair of sunglasses. Now, its virtuality has reached 85%. Wearing him to watch any small movie can definitely make people excited and want to fly!"

The little fat man raised his eyebrows at Yang Fan, his smile extremely despicable.

"A little movie?"

Yang Fan took two steps back in disgust, distanced himself from Ansheng, and then curled his lips at Ansheng with extreme contempt. No wonder this girl had a pair of sunglasses that she had never seen him wear under the sun every day. She had been making trouble for a long time, and it turned out to be for the convenience of watching a small movie!

"I treat you as a brother, but you watch a little movie on my back. It's so unfaithful!" Yang Fan pointed at An Sheng with heartache: "It's too much for you to take out such a good resource to share with your brother!"

An Sheng was a little embarrassed: "Actually, I have been hesitating whether to show it to you. After all, you only had the second-level martial artist before. When watching these high-level movies, I am afraid that if you watch too much, you will feel inferior and will not be able to bear it and give up on yourself."

Yang Fan was stunned. What kind of movie is so awesome that it actually has requirements for the viewer's cultivation. If you have low cultivation, you will feel inferior and give up on yourself?

Yang Fan was very curious and couldn't help but want to see how awesome the movies of this era are on the spot.

"European and American or Japanese? Infantry or cavalry?" Yang Fan glanced secretly around and then asked An Sheng softly.

An Sheng was confused: "What are Europe, America, Japan? What infantry, cavalry? Don't understand what you are talking about?"

"The little movies are not war movies. They are stored in them. They are real martial arts videos of martial arts masters. It is difficult to collect them. In order to include all these little movies in this pair of sunglasses, I begged my grandfather to sue her grandma, but I have worked a lot!"

"The set of Manniu Fist you saw before was a photograph taken by an unknown martial arts master sixty years ago. If you hadn't made a breakthrough in your cultivation and were very interested in Manniu Fist, I might not have been willing to lend him to you!"

"Well?"

A capital-written embarrassment appeared on Yang Fan's face, and he looked at An Sheng speechlessly. Could this fat man have done it on purpose?

Is he too dirty, or is it that this guy Ansheng has any misunderstanding of the three words "small movie"?

If those martial arts masters who have been going through the 21st century know that someone actually regarded their martial arts videos as small movies watching, I wonder if they would be so angry that they would vomit blood?

However, immediately afterwards, Yang Fan's heart was filled with violent qi and blood.

There are more than one master-level martial arts performance, so why should you be so awesome?!

An Sheng secretly paid attention to the expression on Yang Fan's face and said softly: "Don't say that brothers don't take care of you, I think you seem to like to study these martial arts and techniques now. I will lend you this pair of sunglasses to observe for a few days. Anyway, I've been tired of seeing it in the past two years, so I can just use it in your waste."

"However, it is stated in advance that many of the martial arts in it are human-level or even earth-level martial arts, which are not suitable for your practice now. Just take a look and learn from it. But be careful, don't be impulsive, and force yourself to practice, and then practice yourself to death!"

Yang Fan took the sunglasses and said excitedly: "I understand, I'm long-winded. However, for your loyalty, after I learn all the martial arts in it, I will take you to break the realm for free!"

An Sheng was stunned and nodded with a chuckle: "It seems that my guess is good. You kid really has the trick to quickly understand and break through the martial arts realm. It should be that while you awaken your mental power, you also awaken some related talents in your body, right?"

"I have to say that this is a very amazing martial arts talent." An Sheng suddenly reminded Yang Fan: "However, I still hope that you don't over-indulge in this kind of improvement in martial arts realm. No matter how high the martial arts realm is, even if you reach the legendary level of God-Transporting God and do not have enough basic cultivation to base it, you will still be at the bottom."

"I think you should focus your practice on the strength of qi and blood. Only when your cultivation strength is improved can the function and damage bonus of martial arts be maximized."

A level 4 apprentice with a level 4 martial arts skill with the God-Transporting Realm can't beat a level 1 martial arts master who has never learned any martial arts. This is the natural gap in cultivation and strength, and the increase in ordinary martial arts cannot be made up for it at all.

Of course, if you are of the same strength, you must be a person with a higher level of martial arts. The ability to attack or defense is stronger, and super challenges are not impossible between the same level.

Yang Fan is only at level 4 of the martial arts master. If he is ambitious and devotes all his thoughts and time to practice the martial arts realm, he will definitely put the cart before the horse and go astray.

That's why An Sheng reminded Yang Fan so solemnly. He didn't want to see his deskmate be confused by the momentary strength in front of him.

Yang Fan put away the unconcerned smile on his face, put on sunglasses in his hand room, and said solemnly to An Sheng: "I know what you are worried about, don't worry, I know better than you, and I will never go astray and make fun of my future!"

An Sheng had good intentions and was sincerely considering Yang Fan. Yang Fan could feel this.

However, An Sheng did not know that Yang Fan had the assistance of the system, so he did not have to worry that his cultivation would decrease due to excessive reliance on martial arts.

Learning martial arts and improving the level of martial arts will only make his qi and blood strength and the body's measurement attributes become stronger and stronger.

Just like the previous Manniu Fist, from entry to perfection, he directly provided him with nearly a hundred points of qi and blood experience, allowing his martial arts cultivation to cross two levels in a row, from level two to level four of the martial arts master.

For Yang Fan, martial arts and martial arts are two ways of training that complement each other. No matter which one, it can help him go higher and farther.

"Okay, just have a clear idea in your heart."

An Sheng's words turned, and a hint of obscene smile appeared on his face, "But, if you can really practice a martial arts to the level of Great Perfection in a short period of time, it seems to be very good. At least you can be invincible at the same level. Just thinking about it will feel very exciting!"

"So, brother, dear brother!" An Sheng looked at Yang Fan with a gaze: "Your brother's future martial arts will depend on you!"

"I don't want to cultivate martial arts to the Great Perfection or the legendary realm of God like you, nor do I want to be invincible at the same level. As long as you can make me defeat several opponents of the same level one or two levels, and let me be so glorious in front of the girl, I will be content!"

Yang Fan sighed and looked at An Sheng with contempt, feeling that this fat man was completely helpless.

"Okay, just be happy."

Yang Fan casually put his sunglasses on his head, raised his hand and patted the fat man on the shoulder, and said, "It's time to go back to the classroom. Next seems to be Teacher Wang Zhe's martial arts theory class, so it's best not to be absent."
Chapter completed!