The number is only one more, but this is a one-arm push-up, which is completely different.
Moreover, it was not because he was exhausted when he stopped, but because his arms felt overwhelmed, and if he continued, he might risk fractures.
"Amazing……"
Su Ping sat on the ground, trying hard to lift his trembling right hand, his eyes full of surprise, "Since it can be used on the arm, what about other parts?"
Thinking of this, Su Ping's eyes suddenly lit up and he started various attempts.
It wasn't until half an hour passed that he finally came to a conclusion.
As long as this mass of talent lingers in different parts of the body, corresponding blessings will be obtained.
With eyes and ears, listen and hear from afar.
In the hands and feet, the energy is long and lasting.
However, the talent group cannot be separated, which will lead to similar situations such as one-eyed dragon or unicorn arm. I am afraid that it will not improve until the number increases.
"In that case..."
Su Ping's expression changed, and the next moment his eyes showed determination, and his vision suddenly darkened.
And that ball of talent moves according to the heart and flows to the brain.
The brain is undoubtedly the most vulnerable place in the human body.
As for talent, which comes inexplicably and whose essence cannot be analyzed, Su Ping tried again and again from his hands and feet to his eyes and ears before he finally dared to do it.
Just like that, a coolness suddenly appeared and instantly enveloped Su Ping's brain.
Immediately afterwards, his perception slowed down.
To be precise, everything he perceived slowed down.
Heartbeat, pulse, breathing, the breeze coming in through the cracks in the window, everything slowed down.
"Bullet time?"
"No, it's not."
"In addition to thinking faster, my body still maintains its original reaction speed and is simply unable to dodge bullets like in the movie."
"Unless the talent is in sufficient quantity to cover the brain and the whole body."
"However, this is simply impossible to achieve. The upper limit of the number of talents is three. If it is raised further, it will merge into Wenqi."
"What a pity...Bullet time is a magical skill."
Su Ping thought this, and then froze in the next second.
As he thought about it, a picture appeared in his mind.
It's the classic scene where Keanu Reeves dodges bullets.
But the problem is...
Except for the black trench coat, every detail of Reeves's outfit, no, even the lines on his frown are clearly visible!
"……How can this be?"
You have to know that more than ten years have passed since I watched this movie before I traveled back in time. Even if I don’t know when I rewatched it later, I shouldn’t remember these details so clearly.
Could it be...that this is caused by talent entering the brain?
Su Ping couldn't believe it, and tried to recall the Shang Jun book he had flipped through when he was a child.
The next moment, clear lines of text appeared in my mind.
"Whenever the world faces troubles, those who use troops do not measure their strength, and those who control grass and grass do not waste the land. Therefore, if the land is narrow but the people are popular, the people will win over the land; if the land is wide but the people are few..."
efficient!!!
However, before he could be surprised, a strong sense of dizziness suddenly hit him, his vision went completely black, and he fell down.
When Su Ping came back to his senses, he found that he was no longer in the state he was in just now. At the same time, his spirit became extremely depressed, and it was difficult to even raise his eyelids.
When I thought about Shang Junshu again, I couldn't remember it at all.
But even so, Su Ping still couldn't suppress his excitement.
I was excited before, but now I am completely excited.
Even the most distant memories hidden at the bottom can be clearly brought out!
What is this concept?
"In the future, you don't have to buy books at all. You can just go to a book store and browse through them. Only when you get home will the ideas come into your head, and you can write them down right away."
Su Ping's eyes flickered, "As long as you read enough books and articles, what's the difference between the imperial examination... and the open book?"
Even if it is a subject of policy theory, at worst, everything is prepared for him, and he is still asked to answer a stupid question. What if the examiner makes a trick on the question? Can he still escape from his grasp?
The only problem is that it consumes too much energy.
After resting for a while, Su Ping gradually calmed down, and at the same time he realized the shortcomings of talent.
Although no matter which aspect the blessing is in, the improvement is significant.
But this usage is different from the two realms of Confucianism and Wushu.
Whether it is Confucianism, Taoism or Martial Arts, the first three realms are to fundamentally improve oneself, and there will be no period of weakness or sequelae.
Although talent attachment is powerful, it is also a load on the body.
If you are not physically strong and do not know how to use it in a controlled manner, you may lose your hands or feet, become blind or deaf, or become mentally retarded.
The tingling pain in my right arm and the bursting feeling in my brain are the best proof.
In order to make the attachment of talent last longer, in the final analysis, you still need to improve yourself.
"Put martial arts aside for the time being. The Duke's Mansion certainly has it, but he definitely doesn't want to see me with force. Even if I shamelessly ask for it, I will never give it to him. As for Confucianism and Dao..."
Su Ping squinted his eyes and slowly uttered two words: "Provincial Examination."
As the saying goes, if you are cheating, you don't have to be stupid.
Since he has mastered such incredible power and happened to have the status of a supervisor, why should he wait for the county examination or the government examination? Wouldn't it be good for him to directly take the provincial examination?
Just as he was thinking about it, waves of intense sleepiness suddenly hit him. Su Ping couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.
When I lay down and opened my eyes again, it was already noon.
Su Ping changed his clothes and pushed out the door without even bothering to wait for his meal.
At this time, Shen Xianer was sitting on the threshold next door, holding a big white bowl and eating it in her mouth.
Seeing Su Ping looking over, she subconsciously put the bowl away in her arms.
"..."
Su Ping's steps froze.
Isn't it just a bowl of noodles with shredded pork and egg drop?
As for what?
"My food will be delivered to you later. You can eat it too."
Su Ping took a deep breath and said depressedly.
Although he refused to move back to Shuxiangyuan, from the day the marriage contract was signed, the food returned to the previous standard by default.
Now I am in a hurry to go to the Imperial College. If I don't eat, I will be kicked out by the servants. Rather than doing this, it is better to take advantage of this little girl.
However, as soon as Su Ping finished speaking, Shen Xianer became wary.
"I'm telling you, I don't have any money, don't even think about it."
Shen Xianer protected the white porcelain bowl with one hand and blocked it on her waist with the other, as if she was afraid that Su Ping would come up and grab it.
"...Eat it whether you like it or not. If you don't eat it, I will throw it away when I get back."
Su Ping glared at her angrily and walked out of the house.
Shen Xian'er frowned and watched Su Ping go away, feeling extremely fearful.
Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.
This man named Su Ping showed kindness to him for no reason, so he must have a very deep conspiracy.
No, he's so strong that he can't even breathe after carrying a bucket full of water. It's no longer safe to carry the money with him.
Shen Xian'er's big eyes rolled around, while she was eating her rice, she was thinking about the safest way to hide her money.