Chapter 21 Ye Feng comes to visit
“Son, try 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. I don’t know why, but I always feel like a bottleneck. It seems that the water element is somewhat incompatible with himself. It can only be controlled simply, but its power is really not great, it is worse than the ordinary ten-year soul skill.
But with such a soul skill, he defeated Ye Lingtong today. So when Lan Xuanyu returned home, he 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.
After the exam, school was over. 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.
The training room at home is ten square meters in size, with a protective cover 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 leaves, along with the water droplets, 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 is it so weak? But why did you disable Ye Lingtong's soul skill?"
He picked up a drop of water with his fingers and brought it to him. The water drops themselves are colorless, but they appear pale 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?"
Took a piece The leaves of Blue Silver Grass feel cool when held in one's mouth. It made his brain wake up a little bit. I sucked a few drops of water on the leaves. The water was slightly sweet and quite delicious.
If they all drink, does this count as intimacy?
No reaction, no change. 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." The message from the receiver was very familiar and a little bit familiar. Angry voice.
"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 cutely outside the door, 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?"
"Father and mother are 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 competed with you, her soul skill suddenly failed. You Can you tell uncle, what soul skills did you use at that time? Or did you have any special feeling?"
His daughter's martial spirit suddenly failed, which made Ye Feng a little nervous. Ye Lingtong's Tiangang Dragon martial spirit came from mutation. Mutated martial spirits have a common characteristic, that is, they are unstable. He was very worried that his daughter's martial spirit would have problems 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 see it."
"Okay."
When Lan Xuanyu arrived with Ye Feng and his daughter In his own 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 be somewhat competitive and unwilling to admit defeat. But Lan Xuanyu gave him a feeling of being indifferent to the world. It was rare for a seven-year-old child to be like this.
“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 once again released his Tiangang Dragon Spirit without giving up. How could she be convinced? Being able to do it again is exactly what she wants. No matter what, she does not believe that her century-old soul skills will be lost to Lan Xuanyu.
Concentrate and accumulate strength. A 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 two children were approaching slowly and clearly.
Getting closer, starting to touch.
Huh?
Melt?
Yes, according to Ye Feng's perception, as soon as Ye Lingtong's Tiangang Hegemonic Body came into contact with the surface of the water vortex, the Tiangang Hegemony Body began to melt. Yes, melting is the best description. The white halo disappeared quietly like ice and snow melting.
"Poof!" Ye Lingtong rushed into the water vortex again, spinning, flying, and crashing into one wall.
Ye Feng gently stretched his arms and pulled his daughter into his arms, naturally injecting his soul power and letting all the water vapor dissipate. But his eyes were full of shock at this time.
It wasn't a soul skill. He was absolutely sure that it was not the result of a soul skill collision. Because the soul skills of both sides have never collided in a real sense. Ye Lingtong rushed into the vortex after his soul skills melted away, 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 was already shouting with reluctance, her eyes suddenly turned red.
She endured it for a semester and practiced hard. Finally, she reached the tenth level and got her first soul and soul ring. It's still a hundred years old, just to "revenge" one day. But who knew that not only did the revenge fail, but the defeat was also so humiliating.
"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 hands. The moment his fingers touched the silver-lined leaves. Suddenly, something happened.
(End of this chapter)