Blood Penetration Realm

"Humph, humph, ha, hey!"

His craving for good food had to wait because his wallet was stretched thin. Besides attending classes, Zhang Xuezhou also tried to find time to learn the Crane Form Fist.

The Crane Form Fist was a combat technique derived from genetic sequencing.

Someone with the relevant crane genes in their body was sure to get twice the result with half the effort when training. Without them, it was quite normal to practice for years without grasping the basics.

Zhang Xuezhou only regarded the Crane Form Fist as a related supplement.

He had never undergone genetic sequencing, but he figured that, having eaten so many guinea fowl, he probably carried a tiny bit of bird genes.

Besides, given the similarity between family members' genetic sequences, there was no way he carried none at all when Zhang Manqian had crane genes.

Perhaps he could achieve some success, or perhaps he could slowly grind his way through the basics with time.

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't be sure of the outcome, but diligent practice couldn't hurt.

If he mastered the basics, he would have another means of keeping himself safe. If he put in the effort and still failed, he would simply count it as exercise.

He swung his somewhat clumsy, uncoordinated limbs, shouting now and then. The sight of him learning was enough to make even Zhang Manqian unable to bear watching.

Zhang Manqian had previously thought Zhang Xuezhou was learning halfheartedly. She hadn't expected him to be no better when he took it seriously.

Still, she had to encourage him. After all, she had taken his money and was now placing an advance order for a second Five-Star Combat Technique.

"Keep it up, little brother!"

Zhang Manqian delivered a nimble flying kick, her movements as natural as flowing clouds