Chapter 339

Chu Nan couldn't help laughing when she saw Angie Belle on the podium.

This guy's usual virtue, can he make a speech in front of so many people?

However, to Chu Nan's surprise, Angie Belle immediately seemed to be a different person as soon as she stood in front of the lecture table. She didn't have the careless appearance that Chu Nan was familiar with. She showed a standard and almost perfect etiquette style in both her looks and actions, and even her temperament changed greatly. There was a trace of nobility in her elegance. With her originally beautiful face, she became a goddess at once.

As soon as you open your mouth, the sound is extremely pleasant and pleasant. It will have a lingering sound in your ears.

Chu Nan stared blankly at Angie Beili, who made a speech on behalf of Freshmen in a gentle but emotional tone on the stage, but there was only a capital ignorant force in her heart.

Is this... Is this the angel Belle he knew?

How come one night later, her whole painting style has completely changed?

"I said... Chu Nan, were you really with Angie Belle last night?" Sal suddenly came up and asked Chu Nan in a quiet voice.

Chu Nan looked at him in amazement: "didn't we just say that we didn't do anything, we were just studying Kung Fu."

"No, no, no, it's not a question of studying or not studying Kung Fu. It's... It's that Angie belle is willing to stay with you all night. Tell me, are you two alone? There's no one next to you?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Sarton was full of exclamation when he looked at Chu Nan with a trace of admiration.

"Chu Nan, you are so strong!"

Mondeo on the other side turned around and glared at Chu Nan angrily, humming coldly: "shit, angel Belle asked me to go away in order to get along with him alone yesterday. I didn't give face at all. I said Chu Nan, how did you hook up with her?"

Looking at their strange eyes, Chu Nan had a headache.

"I've said it several times. There's nothing wrong with it. I just met her unintentionally. Then my skill aroused Angie Belle's interest, so we'll discuss it together occasionally. Besides, I have nothing to do with her. Do you believe it or not?"

"Kung Fu?" Mondeo and sal looked at each other and their eyes lit up. "What skill is it? Can you teach me?"

Chu Nan glanced at them: "don't think about it. I don't despise you. You can't learn this skill."

Monty Orton was furious: "shit! Chu Nan, you are a genius, I admit, but you can't underestimate us. It's just a skill. We can't master much at most. If you can't learn, it's too small!"

Sal also looked unhappy: "Chu Nan, I can understand that you don't want to teach. After all, everyone has different skills, and special skills are also personal secrets. Generally, they don't leak out. But if you say we can't learn, it's too belittling us. Mondeo, for the time being, I think I'm excellent in talent, and my real strength can definitely be called excellent among the martial arts of my peers. Even if I'm inferior to you, I'm not much less confident. How can I learn a single skill ？”

"Hey, what do you mean I don't care?" Mondeo immediately gave Sal a disgruntled look. "Even if I can't compare with you two, how can I get into Xingyun college? What's the difference?"

Then he turned to Chu Nan and stared at him. "Chu Nan, tell me the truth, don't you want to teach? If you really don't want to, we won't force it. After all, it's your personal skill, and we have no reason to let you take it out by force. Do you think so, Sal?"

"Well, you might as well directly say that this skill can't be spread out, so we'll be easier to accept. It's too hurtful to say that we can't learn." Sal nodded.

The two people sang in unison, which made Chu Nan cry and laugh, so he had to wave to them reluctantly.

"Come on, put your arms out."

Sal and Mondeo looked at each other, suspiciously stretched out an arm and put it in front of Chu Nan.

Chu Nan grabbed one arm with both hands, and his breath surged into two strands, which were injected into the palm, adjusted to a high-frequency vibration state, and then explored their arms.

As soon as the breath touched their arms, Sal and Mondeo shook together, and then looked surprised together.

Chu Nan let the high-frequency vibration breath hover on their arms for several times. In order to make them feel more clearly, he also injected these two strands of breath into the surface meridians on their arms, directly ruptured several small peripheral veins, but immediately stimulated their vitality and made them recover quickly.

After repeating this twice, Chu Nan withdrew his hand and looked at them with a smile.

Sal frowned deeply and fell into meditation, but Mondeo looked at the arm just grabbed by Chunan, thought for a moment, and asked, "Chunan, how do I feel... This is a little similar to the skill you used to heal me last night?"

Chu Nan smiled: "of course, because last night I used a method that combined this special internal breathing. In addition, this method is also a little close to the inflammation of life mastered by Angie Beili. It is precisely because she accidentally found this point that she often came to discuss it with me."

"Oh..." Mondeo nodded vaguely and immediately reacted. "Wait, do you mean that Angie Belle didn't teach you the skill you used to heal me yesterday?"

"Yes, it's my own special skill."

Hearing this answer, Mondeo and Sal, who was still thinking, looked at Chu Nan in horror at the same time.

"You... Your own skill?" Mondeo opened his mouth in surprise. "You're not talking nonsense, are you?"

"What am I talking about?" Chu Nan is inexplicable.

"How old are you? Can you create your own skill? And it's still a powerful skill that can be compared with the inflammation of life? Isn't that ridiculous?"

"No, this skill has some characteristics that are similar to the inflammation of life. In fact, it is far inferior to the inflammation of life." Chu Nan shook his head.

If Chu Nan thought that the high-frequency vibration breath was enough to compare with the inflammation of life before, after the discussion with Angie Beili last night, he completely understood that the inflammation of life is one of the proud skills of the venerable auveli. After years of cultivation and research, it has long become a very special and special skill with strong characteristics, which is far from being comparable to the high-frequency vibration breath created by him with his data ability.

"Is that an exaggeration?" Mondeo still looked at Chu Nan with a shocked face. "This is a self created skill, and it's also an awesome skill that can heal people. Chu Nan, your talent is too scary."

"Well, I can't compare with that." Sal nodded in agreement. "I haven't thought about creating my own skill, but Chu Nan has done it. With this alone, Chu Nan, you should be one of the best martial artists of our generation."

Chu Nan waved his hand and didn't care about the compliment.

He has heard a lot of similar comments, but it has no practical significance.

"So you two have experienced it. Do you think you can master this skill?" Chu Nan asked.

"Well..." Mondeo looked at Sal, a little embarrassed. "I shouldn't be able to learn it. I don't even know who did that internal breathing you just did. How did you do it so weird?"

Sal pondered for a moment and said, "Chu Nan, your skill... Seems to have a particularly high vibration frequency of internal breathing?"

Chunan glanced at Sal with some surprise.

He can accurately feel the abnormal vibration frequency of internal breathing, which is enough to prove that his martial arts talent is quite excellent. No wonder he can squeeze into the top 100 in the entrance examination.

"Well, the characteristic of this skill is that the vibration frequency of internal breathing is far higher than the general level. If you can keep the high frequency vibration of internal breathing stably, you can learn this skill. If you can't, you can't learn it." Chu Nan told the truth.

Mondeo looked blankly: "breath high-frequency vibration? What the hell is that?"

Sal sighed and patted Mondeo on the shoulder.

"Don't think about it. You can't do it. It should be said that most martial artists can't do it. Chu Nan can do it. It can only be said that his talent is too strong. We can't compare this. No wonder he can create his own skill."

Mondeo was obviously a little unconvinced, but he didn't say much when he looked at Sal's face.

Chu Nan smiled and turned to Angela Belle, who had reached the end of her speech. Suddenly, she felt that she understood the distress of aoweili venerable.

Even if you are willing to teach Kung Fu to others generously, others can't learn it at all. This is really a helpless problem... (to be continued.)