"Son, try to see if you can condense water into ice."
"No, Mom, I can't help it."
"Son, the impact of your water arrow is too weak. You need to better integrate your soul power into it. Since your soul skill is controlled by the water element, you should work hard on controlling it. Your mental power test
It's also at the upper-middle level. It should be better controlled."
"Mom, I'll practice more."
This is the daily conversation between Lan Xuanyu and Nan Cheng.
For a semester, he has been working hard to practice his first soul skill, the control of the water element. But he doesn't know why, but he always feels like a bottleneck. It seems that the water element is somewhat incompatible with himself. He can only control it simply,
But the power is really not that great, it is worse than the ordinary ten-year soul skill.
But with such a soul skill, he defeated Ye Lingtong today. So when he returned home, Lan Xuanyu himself was still a little confused.
He came back by school bus today. In addition to his father picking him up when he first enrolled, the college has a special school bus to pick up students.
School was over after the exam. He defeated Ye Lingtong and unexpectedly got a high score in the practical exam. But Lan Xuanyu was actually not satisfied with himself. He didn't like the fear he felt when Ye Lingtong rushed towards him.
feel.
The training room at home is ten square meters in size, with a protective shield inside, where soul skills can be practiced. It can also simulate the corresponding environment required by a soul master during meditation, thereby playing a supporting role.
Lan Xuanyu entered the training room as soon as he entered the door.
He sat on the ground and raised his left hand to release his silver-grained blue silver grass. The fresh fragrance of the grass blades, along with the water drops, was still the comfortable breath of life.
Looking at the Bluesilver Grass on his palm, Lan Xuanyu muttered to himself: "Bluesilver Grass, Bluesilver Grass, how on earth do you control the water! Why are you so weak? But, why can you?
How about invalidating Ye Lingtong’s soul skills?”
He picked up a drop of water with his fingers and brought it to himself. The drop of water itself is colorless, but it appears light silver when contrasted with the silver patterns on the blue silver grass.
In fact, he has never had the feeling of being very close to the water element that Nan Cheng said, never before.
"I have been practicing very hard! But why is the effect not good?" Lan Xuanyu frowned, "How can we be considered close?"
He pulled a leaf of Blue Silver Grass and put it in his mouth. The leaves were refreshing and cool, which made his brain wake up a little. He sucked a few drops of water on the leaves. The water was slightly sweet, which was quite good.
for drink.
If we both drink, does this count as intimacy?
Nothing happens, nothing changes. Everything is the same as before.
"Didi, didi, didi!" At this moment, the soul communicator at home rang.
Lan Xuanyu hurriedly ran out of the training room and connected the communication, "Hello."
"Lan Xuanyu, I'm outside your door, please open the door." A very familiar and somewhat angry voice came from the receiver.
"Ye Lingtong?" Lan Xuanyu said with some uncertainty.
"Open the door quickly!" Ye Lingtong's voice was obviously angry.
"What are you doing?" Lan Xuanyu asked doubtfully, "How do you know my home communication number, and how do you know where my home is?"
Ye Lingtong said: "I let dad take care of what the teacher wants. Dad brought me here."
"Oh, uncle is here too. Then you wait." After hanging up the communication, Lan Xuanyu ran to the door and opened the door.
Ye Lingtong stood outside the door cutely, with Ye Feng behind her.
"Hello, uncle." Lan Xuanyu said hello to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng said: "Hello Xuanyu, uncle is a bit presumptuous here, but Lingtong told you about your competition today. Uncle wants to see your martial arts, is that okay? Oh, by the way, are your parents at home?"
"Dad, mom is not at home. Uncle, please come in. Ye Lingtong, you can come in too." When he said the last sentence, he was somewhat reluctant.
Ye Lingtong walked into Lan Xuanyu's house honestly and politely.
After Ye Feng entered the door, he looked around for a moment. Ye Lingtong already said: "It's not as big as my family."
Lan Xuanyu said: "Oh."
Ye Feng said: "Xuanyu, Lingtong told me that when she was competing with you, the soul skill suddenly failed. Can you tell uncle, what soul skill did you use at that time? Or was there something special?
Feel?"
His daughter's martial spirit suddenly failed, which made Ye Feng a little nervous. Ye Lingtong's Tiangang Dragon martial spirit was mutated. Mutated martial spirits have a common characteristic, that is, instability. He was very worried about his daughter's martial spirit because
Problems occurred due to instability. But after going home for a checkup, everything seemed normal again, so he went to the school in person to explain the situation and asked for Lan Xuanyu's address and contact information.
Lan Xiao only left the family soul communication, so he couldn't contact Lan Xiao, so he came directly with Ye Lingtong.
"I just controlled the water element to block her! Then she rushed over and was swept away. There was nothing else." Lan Xuanyu said truthfully.
"Do you have a training room at home? Please repeat the situation and let your uncle take a look."
"good."
When Lan Xuanyu brought Ye Feng and his daughter to his training room, Ye Lingtong frowned and said, "Your training room is so small!"
"Yeah." Lan Xuanyu just nodded.
There was a hint of surprise in Ye Feng's eyes. It is common for children of their age to compete and refuse to admit defeat. But Lan Xuanyu gave him a feeling of being indifferent to the world. How could a seven-year-old child be like this?
But it's rare.
"Let's start, just like you did in the competition today, do it again." Ye Feng said.
Lan Xuanyu took the initiative to walk into the training room, raised his left hand, and released his blue silver grass.
Ye Lingtong snorted and released her Tiangang Dragon Spirit again without giving up. How could she be convinced? Being able to do it again was exactly what she wanted to do. She didn't believe in herself no matter what.
The century-old soul skill will be lost to Lan Xuanyu.
Concentrate and accumulate strength. The water vortex appears.
Similarly, Ye Lingtong's first soul skill, Tiangang Overlord Body Release, rushed forward with a single lunge.
White light enveloped her body with a slight dragon's roar, and she rushed to Lan Xuanyu in almost an instant in this small training room.
Ye Feng stood aside, just watching seriously. There was a faint purple light in his eyes. In his spiritual world, the approach of the two children was slow and clear.
Get close and start touching.
Um?
melted?
Yes, according to Ye Feng's perception, as soon as Ye Lingtong's Tiangang Hegemon body came into contact with the surface of the water vortex, the Tiangang Hegemon body began to melt. Yes, melting is the most appropriate description. That white light
The dizziness disappeared quietly like ice and snow melting.
"Poof!" Ye Lingtong rushed into the water vortex again, spinning, flying, and crashing into one side of the wall.
Ye Feng gently stretched his arms and pulled his daughter into his arms. The natural soul power was injected into her, causing all the water vapor to dissipate. But his eyes were full of shock at this moment.
It's not a soul skill. He is absolutely sure that this is not the result of the collision of soul skills. Because the soul skills of both sides have never collided in a real sense. Ye Lingtong only rushed into the vortex after his own soul skills melted.
, and was carried away by the vortex.
The teachers at the college actually didn't understand what was going on, but Ye Feng vaguely felt something at that moment.
"Dad, why? Why! Why is my soul skill gone again?" The daughter in her arms screamed with reluctance, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
She endured it for a semester, practiced hard, and finally reached the tenth level, and got her first soul, a soul ring. It was a hundred years old, just to "revenge" one day. But who knew, not only did the revenge fail,
It was so frustrating to lose.
"Lingtong, please wait a moment." Ye Feng pulled his daughter aside and came to Lan Xuanyu himself, "Xuanyu, uncle, can you take a look at your martial spirit?"
"Oh." Lan Xuanyu simply put the Bluesilver Grass blade in his left hand forward.
Ye Feng looked at it very seriously. He first looked at it with his eyes, and then touched it gently with his hand. When his fingers touched the leaf with silver lines, suddenly, a change occurred. bdshare();