……

Whew-

The sound of the wind breaking through the air pulled the instructor's flying thoughts back to reality, he turned his head to look at Yan Xiuze, who was practicing boxing against a wooden stake in the corner of the dojo, and this image was faintly merged with Bai Xuyan's shadow in his mind, and the electronic calendar in the dojo showed that it was November 2017, and it had been ten years since he met Bai Xuyan.

Whew-whew-

Yan Xiuze tried hard to adjust his breathing, and with some difficulty, he threw a straight punch at the wooden stake in front of him, and the sweat had already soaked most of his body.

"Alright, let's take a break." The instructor, who was dressed in a black practice uniform and still tied a ponytail with a strand of red rope, said with a faint expression: "I see that you are almost at the limit." ”

"Can you rest? ...... exhaled" Yan Xiuze breathed a sigh of relief, removed the special wrist and knee pads on his wrists and ankles, and casually returned to the wooden floor in the dojo......

The bracers and knee pads made a loud noise as they fell to the ground, and the imitation wood floors made of new materials could be seen dented as a result.

As soon as the burden on Yan Xiuze's body disappeared, he immediately lay flat on the floor of the dojo without any image, in the shape of large characters, and it seemed that he should not be planning to get up.

The instructor walked slowly to Yan Xiuze, fiddled with the electronic tablet in his hand, and said slowly: "The strength skills have improved a lot in the past two days, but the pace has not improved...... Let's make up for this shortcoming. ”

"I know......" Yan Xiuze said lazily: "Instructor, I have almost finished learning the few basic books on physics you gave me before, when did you teach me the practical skills of butterfly strength?" ”

The instructor frowned and scolded, "What's the hurry? You've only been a superpower for less than a few months, and you haven't even fully adapted to your own strength, and now it's not good for you to start practicing some high-end skills rashly! ”

"Besides...... I didn't expect you to learn so fast......" What the instructor was referring to was obviously Yan Xiuze's learning speed in theoretical physics.

"Well, I don't know if it's mutated or what, my memory has indeed increased significantly......" Yan Xiuze sat up from the ground and shrugged his shoulders: "Don't say anything else, it's still easy for me to memorize some theorems." ”

"I advise you not to be too inflated." The instructor said coldly: "Learning fast doesn't necessarily mean being talented...... Maybe your level of physics theory will reach a high level in the future, but after all, it is just picking people's teeth! ”

"What you're lacking in more than your memory is obviously creative ...... in physics."

"But...... Just as an aid to the cultivation of butterfly energy, those things that pick up people's teeth and wisdom are enough. ”

"Genius? Isn't that genius? Yan Xiuze scratched his head: "I thought that it was enough to be able to master the knowledge of others in recent years in a few months." ”

"A person with a good brain does not mean that he can really promote the development of human knowledge." The instructor shook his head: "Even if you can master all the existing knowledge of human beings, but you can't develop new knowledge yourself, then your role is just a humanoid large-capacity library." ”

"A true genius, have you ever seen it?" Yan Xiuze muttered.

"Of course I did!" The instructor seemed to be caught up in some memories again, and his eyes became ethereal: "That may have been ten years ago, I used to teach at Tiandu University, and I taught a real genius, his name is Bai Xuyan......"

"Bai Xuyan?" Yan Xiuze frowned: "I seem to have heard of this name somewhere." ”

After graduating from Tiandu University six years ago, he chose to continue his studies abroad...... During his Ph.D., he became famous in the circle for his pioneering research in the field of antimatter...... "The instructor sighed: "If nothing else, his future achievements in physics will definitely reach a terrifying height!" ”

Although the instructor's tone was mostly emotional, Yan Xiuze still keenly caught a hint of regret from it.

"Why, I think you seem to be a little sorry instructor?" Yan Xiuze said strangely: "What are you pity? ”

"A few days ago, I got the news." The instructor's voice was a little low: "This former student of mine is a rising star in the physics world...... I actually suffered from 'Howell syndrome'......"

"Howell syndrome!" Yan Xiuze suddenly jumped up from the floor and exclaimed.

"That'...... Then, Howell syndrome is not a terminal illness that must die, maybe it can be a blessing in disguise...... Why don't you convince him to use our potion......"

"It's useless." The instructor shook his head: "His Howell syndrome has entered the 'outbreak phase', and the major organs of the body have begun to irreversibly fail...... There is no chance of resurrection. ”

"This ...... Is that so......" Yan Xiuze originally wanted to say something more, but he didn't know how to express it for a while.

"Not every person with Howell syndrome is as lucky as you, Xiuze."

Looking at the instructor with a somewhat sad face, Yan Xiuze seemed to be able to feel that the relationship between the instructor and that Bai Xuyan should be very good......

"Let's practice here today, and in the next few days, you can practice according to the schedule by yourself." The instructor stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said lightly: "I have something to do in the past few days, and I will go out." ”

"To the United States?" Yan Xiuze asked.

"Well, go check it out." The instructor didn't look back, but answered: "After all, it's a teacher-student game, I want to see him for the last time before he dies." ”

After the instructor left, Yan Xiuze picked up the special weight-bearing bracer that was stuck on the ground again, put it on his arm again, and muttered to himself: "Are you really the only lucky one......

Suddenly, his muscles tightened, and his right fist stabbed forward with ten thousand powers! The punch seems to break out of the air!

Whew-

……

The instructor changed into civilian clothes, dragged his suitcase, and had already arrived at Tiandu Airport, where he would fly to the United States in an hour to see Bai Xuyan for the last time.

What should I say after we meet?

He still remembered that immature boy ten years ago, and his eyes sparkled and he was sure that he had found the problem of the second half of his life......

Ten years has been the same, and he has indeed done so.

If you give him more time......

The instructor's expression was a little low, and he was jealous of the talent......

With such regret and apprehension, the instructor came to the boarding gate, no matter what, let's meet first.

However, he didn't expect that before he boarded the plane, he received a bad news......

"Mr. Bai Xuyan, just two minutes ago, because the rescue was ineffective......"

The instructor put down his phone in a daze, repeating the words reported on the previous call: "Confirm ......"

"Death ......"