Where's my golden core? Did you think I removed a kidney stone?

Chapter 28 Technique!



Chapter 28 Technique!

Zhou Jingtang truly deserves to be called a medical giant.

Instead of hastily categorizing this condition as some kind of "rare myopathy," he quickly grasped the core of the problem.

"This power doesn't just appear out of nowhere, nor is it simply out of control." Zhou Jingtang sat on the edge of the bed, his tone calm but his reasoning extremely clear. "Its essence is that the order in which your nerves are recruited has changed. When a normal person exerts force, the brain issues a command, the motor units are recruited layer by layer, the muscle fibers respond in sequence, and the force is transmitted layer by layer along the fascia, tendons, and bones."

"Your problem is that these movement units, which should have been activated in batches, were activated ahead of schedule by some special circumstances."

"They light up too quickly and too intensely, which is why you feel localized stinging and tremors before the attack, followed by a sudden burst of power."

Li Yuefeng listened very attentively.

He was the kind of person who had seen blood and suffered hardship, and he had an almost instinctive sensitivity to danger. He could see that Old Master Zhou Jingtang was dismantling the changes that were happening inside his body.

Zhou Jingtang continued:

"According to the traditional medical approach, the safest way to deal with this situation is of course to suppress it, reduce the stimulation, lower the frequency of triggering, and try to prevent it from getting out of control again. However, suppression does not mean a solution." Old Master Zhou Jingtang paused.

However, a voice suddenly rang out from the side.

"Why not try to master it?"

Su Ye stood beside him, his gaze fixed on Li Yuefeng's forearm, while his mind raced, analyzing the muscle fibers, fascia pathways, tremor frequencies, and the compression paths of local forces. All this information intertwined and collided in his mind, like a high-speed, sophisticated computer.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Even Li Yuefeng was taken aback.

Zhou Jingtang slowly raised his eyes, looked at Su Ye, a very subtle glint flashed in his eyes, and finally a smile appeared.

"Young people's ideas are often radical, but they're well said."

Li Yuefeng's heart also jolted.

He recalled the moment he snapped the metal doorknob in his hand that day—the sharp pain in his forearm, the trembling muscles, and then the explosive force in his palm. In that instant, he wasn't actually afraid, but shocked, and even more so, a barely suppressed tremor ran through him.

Because that power was too strong.

It is so strong that it far exceeds the limits of a normal person.

If this power is not out of control, but can be mastered and controlled by oneself...

His expression turned serious as he thought about the situation in the military region.

"Please give me your guidance, Mr. Zhou."

"Using medical knowledge to help you control it might indeed be possible. I never imagined I would encounter such a rare thing in my lifetime. It's truly fascinating."

After saying that, Zhou Jingtang gestured for Su Ye to come closer as well.

"Come over here, let's look together and think together."

Su Ye's heart stirred slightly, and he immediately approached.

Over the next ten minutes, Zhou Jingtang began to guide Li Yuefeng step by step to feel that power.

It's not about applying force directly.

Instead, start with the smallest action.

Clench your fist, release it, then clench your fist again.

It's not about using full force, but only 20% or 30% of your strength, so that your forearm muscles are just on the verge of "vibrating but not quite".

"Don't rush to punch it out." Zhou Jingtang said steadily, "Feel it first, feel where the stinging pain starts, feel which muscle tightens first, which fascia stretches first."

Li Yuefeng closed his eyes and did as instructed.

I couldn't find it on the first try.

The second time, my forearm trembled slightly and then dissipated.

The third time, that familiar tremor deep within his muscles resurfaced.

Su Ye stood to the side, pushing his mental energy to its limit.

His senses spread out little by little along the muscle lines of Li Yuefeng, observing how the vibration appeared, how it gathered, and how it was transmitted.

His mind was racing with calculations.

It's not about looking at things in a vague way.

Instead, it's being disassembled.

The forearm flexor muscles vibrate first, followed by the fascia tightening. The force is not released directly but is compressed towards the base of the palm and the knuckles. Each vibration is a miniature accumulation of force. The more frequent the vibrations and the harder the compression, the more concentrated the force will be when it finally explodes.

learn by analogy.

Li Yuefeng completed this process in his forearm.

What if it were you in that situation?

What if we changed it to the fist, the elbow, or the shoulder?

The more Su Ye looked, the more he felt that what he was seeing was not a "disease," but a naturally derived rule of power generation, a technique, a powerful offensive method that the human body evolved on its own under the stimulation of spiritual energy.

Zhou Jingtang's voice rang out again.

"Don't try to get it all out in one go."

"Put it away first."

"Keep that tremor inside your muscles, don't let it run wild."

"Let's meet again."

"Let it move towards one point."

"Put it on last."

Li Yuefeng had a light sheen of sweat on his forehead and a pale face. The feeling of studying and trying to control himself was exhausting, making his breathing heavy. He looked pained and kept clutching his chest.

a moment.

He suddenly slammed his hand on the small table beside the bed.

boom.

The sound wasn't loud.

The desktop is not cracked.

But the water glass on the table suddenly jumped, and the surface of the water inside the glass shook violently, creating a series of dense ripples.

Li Yuefeng was panting, but he was also stunned.

A smile also appeared in Zhou Jingtang's eyes.

"Almost there. Guided by medical knowledge, you've tried similar strength control, but it's still too difficult to unleash the kind of power you described, like the strength to break metal. It requires your own comprehension and precise muscle control down to the millimeter, which takes practice."

Li Yuefeng looked down at his hands, his expression almost flushed with excitement.

"Although I don't fully understand it yet, I believe I will soon be able to try to control this power. Thank you, Mr. Zhou."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Su Ye again, his tone becoming much more serious.

"And you, thank you, young man."

Su Ye respectfully returned the greeting.

His heart was already in turmoil.

This soldier named Li Yuefeng must have an unusual background.

The fact that Zhou Jingtang, who was already semi-retired, was invited to personally conduct a consultation speaks volumes. His well-honed physique, muscles, and the chilling aura in his eyes also indicate that this man is no ordinary soldier.

King of Soldiers.

The first word that popped into Su Ye's mind was almost immediately.

Even if such a person does not have the obvious "talent" of Wang Ming to condense the rudimentary form of the Golden Core, his muscles, fascia and skeleton, which have been tempered to the extreme, will evolve first under the long-term immersion of spiritual energy, and give rise to such "techniques" in accordance with the most instinctive rules of energy circulation.

Su Ye kept watching and taking notes.

He even began to feel somewhat fortunate that he possessed a water-based golden core.

A brain enhanced by mental power is simply invincible.

He can memorize something after seeing it only once.

If he observes closely enough, he can even continuously disassemble, reassemble, and deduce in his mind.

When Li Yuefeng stood up, he gave Zhou Jingtang a proper salute.

Then he turned around and nodded to Su Ye.

That gaze was no longer just directed at the younger generation, but carried a deeper meaning.

Then, he left the ward.

The ward door closed gently.

The room fell silent again.

In Su Ye's mind, the trajectory of oscillation, compression, convergence, and explosion continued to echo.


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