Tang Yuran frowned and said with an evil look in his eyes: "You'd better not pester me again, otherwise, I will ask my brother-in-law to deal with you!"
For some reason, she instinctively disliked this Zhong Mingwei, especially the look in his eyes that made her very uncomfortable.
Since her in-depth conversation with Zhang Tianfeng, she has been working hard to practice the "Basic Boxing" taught to her by Zhang Tianfeng. In recent days, her vitality has recovered, and her progress has been extremely rapid, reaching the fourth level.
The strength and speed are already comparable to those of a master warrior, and the soul is nourished by the true energy and becomes extremely sensitive.
Because Zhong Mingwei had ill intentions towards her, although she didn't show it, she instinctively felt uncomfortable because of her strong soul.
"Brother-in-law!"
Hearing these two words, Zhong Mingwei's eyes suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but feel a huge sense of resentment in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face: "Yuran, don't get me wrong, I'm really just here to listen to the class.
Besides, your brother-in-law has already warned me, how could a little guy like me not know what’s interesting?"
"That's good!"
Tang Yuran responded lightly and ignored Zhong Mingwei.
Seeing the disdainful expression on the other side's face, Zhong Mingwei clenched his fists heavily and roared in his heart: "Bitch, let me let you be proud for a while, and soon, you will be begging for mercy under me!"
Thinking of this, there was an evil and charming expression in his eyes.
Tang Yuran, who turned her attention to the classroom, felt uncomfortable again.
The next moment, Zhong Mingwei quietly released his mental power and approached Tang Yuran. In class, it was not convenient for him to speak and to bewitch, so he planned to directly use his mental power to influence Tang Yuran's emotions. It was best to have a negative influence on him.
Admiration.
Soon, Zhong Mingwei's spiritual power broke into Tang Yuran's mind.
Tang Yuran only practiced basic boxing and did not know how to mobilize the power of her soul. However, when invaded by external forces, her soul would still instinctively resist.
"boom!"
Feeling Zhong Mingwei's invading mental power, her soul shook violently. Suddenly, a circle of transparent ripples overflowed, instantly strangling his mental power to pieces.
"Um!"
Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and his body shook twice in pain, especially when there was a stinging pain in his head.
Tang Yuran seemed to sense something and glanced at Zhong Mingwei and ignored him.
But at this moment, Zhong Mingwei's heart was filled with shock, as his indomitable mental power actually failed.
For other people, he didn't need to use his mental power. He could make them obey just by bewitching them. But for Tang Yuran, even if he used his mental power, it didn't affect her. Instead, his own mental power was damaged.
For a moment, he was puzzled!
At the same time, I felt extremely unwilling.
After a slight hesitation, he regained his composure.
He continued to mobilize a spiritual force and once again broke into Tang Yuran's sea of consciousness.
But what just happened happened again.
His mental power was shattered as soon as it broke into Tang Yuran's sea of consciousness.
The mental power he released this time was three times that of before. After being destroyed, Zhong Mingwei let out a scream on the spot, fell down from the stool, and then started twitching all over, as if he was suffering from epilepsy.
"Ah, no good, someone is sick!"
Another student exclaimed.
Then, the class was chaotic.
The professor who was giving a lecture immediately asked Zhong Mingwei to be sent to the school doctor's office to see what was going on.
But Tang Yuran's expression was a little strange.
Because she felt that there was a little bit of cool air in her mind, which made her feel very comfortable.
Looking at Zhong Mingwei being carried out of the classroom, she vaguely realized something.
After class.
Tang Yuran drove to Villa No. 7 of Shuitianhuayuan.
"In the study room upstairs, you came to see him?"
"Um!"
Tang Yuran's face turned red and she nodded: "I have a question to ask Brother Tianfeng!"
"Then you go up!"
"Okay auntie!"
Watching Tang Yuran go upstairs, Sun Xiaoqin's expression was a bit complicated. As someone who has been there, she couldn't tell that Tang Yuran had some special feelings for her son.
However, my son is in a relationship with Tang Tianer.
"Hey, forget it, I don't have to worry about this old woman anymore. Let them worry about the young people's affairs on their own!" Sun Xiaoqin sighed softly. Originally, she was worried that her son could not find a wife, so she went around arranging blind dates for him. Now, like
When her son had more girls, she also became worried.
"Brother Tianfeng!"
Looking at Tang Yuran who broke into the study, Zhang Tianfeng raised his head and glanced at her: "Why are you here and not going to school?"
"There is no class this afternoon!"
Tang Yuran jumped up to Zhang Tianfeng, and then hugged his arm affectionately: "Brother-in-law, I encountered something today and I want to ask you for advice!"
"Say it!"
Zhang Tianfeng calmly withdrew his arm. Tang Yuran was his sister-in-law after all, so he had to pay attention to the impact.
Then, Tang Yuran recounted what happened in class.
After listening, Zhang Tianfeng frowned and directly released his spiritual thoughts into Tang Yuran's sea of consciousness. Sure enough, he found some spilled spiritual power.
If he was not mistaken, Zhong Mingwei had also awakened his spiritual abilities, and then wanted to control Tang Yuran through his spiritual power.
But Tang Yuran is still a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining. Even if he doesn't know how to control his own power, it is not something that a newly awakened person can control.
As for the opponent's falls and convulsions, it was probably backlash.
After a slight hesitation, Zhang Tianfeng decided to teach Tang Yuran some spells. After all, times are different now, and there will be more and more awakened people. If he doesn't understand spells, Tang Yuran will suffer a loss if he encounters some unsophisticated awakened people.
Regarding Zhong Mingwei's situation, Zhang Tianfeng did not hide it and told Tang Yuran.
After hearing this, Tang Yuran was very angry: "No wonder I feel a little uncomfortable. It turns out it was that guy who did it. I really deserve it!"
"Okay, I will teach you some spells so that you won't suffer any disadvantages if you encounter these situations in the future!"
After imprinting a few spells on Tang Yuran's mind and giving her guidance for a few hours, she managed to master them.
Tang Yuran's incident reminded him that Tang Tian'er, Kong Fei, Lan Lan, Yu Sirui, Song Yuanyuan, and Zhu Lunyong, as well as Mingzi and Naiko all had only limited training and no skills in martial arts or spells.
Therefore, he decided to give them a special training to let them master some enemy skills to avoid suffering disadvantages when encountering enemies in the future.
That night.
Zhang Tianfeng came to Nanchuan University.
Under the radiation of his spiritual thoughts, the entire university was enveloped by him.
At this moment, in a certain boys' dormitory.
Zhong Mingwei was lying on the bed with a pale face, looking very weak.
But his eyes were full of resentment. He thought he could control Tang Yuran today, but he didn't expect that he would lose everything.
However, he is not ready to give up on this matter. When his mental power becomes stronger, he will continue to take action.
"I'm really awake!"
Zhang Tianfeng, who was secretly watching this scene, murmured that after breaking through to the foundation-building stage, his spiritual consciousness also underwent transformation, and he could now sense things that he could not sense before.
After awakening, Zhong Mingwei's mental power has reached the level of the third level of Qi Refining, but it is extremely active and has several special properties. If he is taught the method of spiritual cultivation, his progress should be extremely fast.
It's a pity that this person has evil intentions and wants to control Tang Yuran as soon as he gains the ability.
Therefore, such people are not worth cultivating.
However, he is not going to touch him now, so he can keep it and observe it slowly to see how far he can grow.
The next day, Zhong Mingwei was walking on campus.
It happened that many people pointed at him.
And they discussed quietly from time to time.
He released his mental power, and his hearing suddenly expanded.
When he heard the other party's comments, his face turned dark.
It turns out that news spread yesterday that his mental strength was backlashed, and people were saying that he was suffering from epilepsy.
"What a pity. Senior Zhong is very handsome and very capable. He is also the president of the student union. I didn't expect that such an outstanding person would suffer from such a strange disease. How pitiful!"
"Yes, if he suffers from this strange disease, no company will dare to hire him after graduation!"
"Hey, I also said that I took the initiative to pursue him. Fortunately, I haven't started yet. Otherwise, my boyfriend is an epileptic, how embarrassing it would be!"
Looking at the two girls leaving while communicating, Zhong Mingwei's face turned frighteningly dark: "Damn Tang Yuran, we'll see!"