Pang Luo suddenly gave instructions from the side.

Lu Chen's expression became solemn. He no longer thought that accompanying Pang Xinshui to lift the sky was a boring thing, but regarded it as a kind of practice.

Half a day passed quickly.

Pang Xinshui was already tired, so he was coaxed to sleep by Pang Luo.

She is just over eight years old and is an innocent little girl.

But her mental power has already reached inner contact.

No wonder Pang Luo said that her mental talent is very powerful. This is not an exaggeration, it is even modest.

"Chen'er, how are you feeling?"

After Pang Luo settled Pang Xinshui, he came over and asked with concern.

Lu Chen said: "Master, Shui'er can change directions in the air because he uses his spiritual tentacles to swim on the surface of his body to sense the movement of the wind."

"So fast?"

Pang Luo was shocked.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "Master, lift it high?"

"What to lift high?"

Pang Luo laughed loudly and threw Lu Chen into the air.

I saw Lu Chen closing his eyes in mid-air.

He began to learn from Pang Xinshui and use his mental power to sense the movement of the wind in the air.

At the beginning, no matter how Lu Chen concentrated his mind, he could only feel himself, but could not follow the wind.

However, as he got closer and closer to the ground, he couldn't help but feel extremely nervous.

Because Pang Luo is missing!

Pang Luo threw himself dozens of feet high, but he disappeared.

If he falls to the ground, he will be beaten to death or crippled.

Lu Chen quickly and frantically mobilized his mental power.

Eh.

He suddenly felt a gust of wind.

Although he was going very fast and there was wind all around him, he only felt a trace of wind.

Lu Chen made a prompt decision, followed his feeling, and sent all his mental energy in that direction.

brush.

His body suddenly glided to the right.

"It's done!"

Lu Chen was overjoyed.

"So fast!"

Pang Luo exclaimed.

At some point, he had arrived beside Lu Chen.

Originally, he just wanted to stimulate Lu Chen and let Lu Chen feel it first.

Who would have known that Lu Chen would learn it all at once.

This level of understanding is truly terrifying.

"Master, throw me a little higher."

Lu Chen suddenly said.

"good."

Pang Luo grabbed Lu Chen with his right hand and threw Lu Chen dozens of feet into the air again.

I saw Lu Chen suddenly flying to the left, and sometimes flying to the right.

At the back, Chase Lu began to wander around at will.

"The artistic conception of wind! Hahahaha."

Lu Chen laughed loudly in the air.

I didn't expect that I would step in like this and finally understand the artistic conception of Feng.

This trip is worthwhile!

Pang Luo was stunned.

He watched Lu Chen stroll down from the sky and was speechless for a long time.

After living for so many years, I have seen enough geniuses.

The leader of the clan, Duan Qingyang, is a peerless genius.

Duan Qingyang had high hopes back then.

Everyone thinks that he is a swordsman wizard who will lead the swordsmanship of Yanyue Academy to glory again.

However, Duan Qingyang abandoned his sword and used a knife halfway through, thus breaking through to the Lingwu realm.

This decisiveness is a sign of genius.

If Duan Qingyang still sticks to the sword, I'm afraid he will only be a genius swordsman for the rest of his life and will not be able to become a strong man.

However, a genius like Duan Qingyang is still a little worse than Lu Chen in front of him.

At least at this age, Duan Qingyang is still unable to understand the artistic conception.

But Lu Chen has already understood the artistic conception of Feng!

"Chen'er, you are extremely talented.

Originally, I wanted to let you rest for a few days and slowly realize your spiritual power.

I never thought, your progress is beyond my imagination.

In this case, I won't waste your time.

From now on, I will train you!"

Pang Luo pulled Lu Chen and said solemnly.

Lu Chen was overjoyed: "Is it mental training?"

"Naturally, I won't let you learn medical skills for the time being. You don't have the foundation yet.

But with mental power, you have incomparable wealth, just waiting to be tapped!"

"Thank you Master!"

That night, Pang Luo brought Lu Chen to the training room.

The training room is very simple, just an empty room.

Pang Luo took out hundreds of silver needles from his arms, each one as thin as a hair.

He said: "Chen'er, now I am your enemy, I will throw a silver needle at you.

You have to use your mental strength to guard against it, not your inner energy.

Use your external spiritual power to resist my silver needle.

start!"

"But my mental power is only half a step outside...ah!"

Lu Chen said and screamed.

He didn't expect that Pang Luo would come as soon as he asked and rush the duck to the shelves.

How could he resist the silver needle when he was only half-step away?

Unable to condense the spiritual tentacles outside the body, I can't stop the silver needle at all.

"ah!"

Lu Chen screamed again.

Pang Luo shouted: "What are you still thinking about? I won't show mercy for the next injection!"

Whoosh!

Another needle hit Lu Chen's neck.

Lu Chen felt so painful that the veins on his neck were twitching.

"Master, give me some time, let me slow down first...ah!"
To be continued...