The most relevant thing about telepathy is talent and character.
Talent is innate, strong people like Lu Anlin can spray a lot and fiercely without tiring, while character is acquired. For example, Lu Qingyu grew up in a Confucian and Taoist family. It can be said that he has been exposed to it since childhood and has been cultivated intentionally or unintentionally very early. Relevant mind.
Using the power of mind is like running a long distance. People with good talent are not tired no matter how hard they run, while people with good character can rely on will to squeeze out more potential.
Jing Yue is undoubtedly the leader in terms of character. He has been tortured by illness for many years, but he has always persevered to survive. His character is naturally as tough as a rock.
His instantaneous output of telekinesis cannot compare with Lu Anlin's power, and even Lu Qingyu is a step behind. But in terms of durability, no one can compete with him.
This is why after he left, the Obsessed Stone was still spraying water as if it was broken.
After the second level, there is the rumored final level.
It was a gentle hillside full of wild flowers, next to a gurgling stream.
The young saint in a long green dress sat there, with the clouds rolling behind her, like a lotus emerging from the dust. It was very beautiful.
Next to the saint stood a tall and thick senior sister.
Yes, this senior sister has a resolute face and muscles all over her body. At first glance, she is focused on physical training. She is very intimidating just visually.
Seeing that it was indeed the holy female senior sister who was presiding over this final level, Wang Xing's face turned pale.
"My telekinesis is so bad in that level, and this last level is presided over by a saint. It seems to be a disaster."
The Taichu Academy exams have always been judged based on overall strength. Wang Xing's excellence in the first level can at best smooth out the misery of the second level. If the third level is more difficult, then his chances of staying will naturally be less good.
In the team, a knowledgeable person said softly: "My father has asked someone to inquire about it. This last step is just a formality and will not affect the results of the hospital examination."
"Really?" someone asked doubtfully.
After hearing this, Wang Xing suddenly regained his hope and felt that he could do it again.
At this time, the physical training sister looked at the list in her hand and said, "Zhao Li, come here."
In the team, a big man in smart clothes strode over.
Chen Ruxue lowered her head, sketched something with her pen, and said without raising her eyes, "Describe what is so special about you that makes you worthy of being cultivated by Taichu Academy."
The man was not flustered, and said with a proud look on his face: "I was a gold medal escort before, and I never practiced any practice. I have been practicing escort for five years, and I have experienced hundreds of fierce battles, big and small, and I have won all the battles. Every time I fought, I won." Feeling something, he becomes stronger and stronger, rarely encountering opponents.
People around me say that I am a unique spiritual genius who is good at fighting to support fighting. I think the same is true for me, so..."
With a bang, Chen Ruxue punched the man in the face without mercy, and the man fell down.
"Obviously, he's not."
Chen Ruxue waved her hand and said this lightly.
After that, the man who fell to the ground was dragged away in an instant and fell unconscious.
After seeing this scene, many people's anus tightened.
This last level seems to be more demanding than imagined.
There was a risk of being beaten in this level. The man was motionless when he was dragged away. Although he was not dead, it still made people fearful.
Ever since, this saintly female senior sister with a beautiful appearance and a slightly dull eyes suddenly gave off a dangerous feeling.
But her temperament is really charming. This dangerous and charming temperament makes people both love and hate her.
...
Wang Xing was mentally prepared to be beaten.
For him, being defeated and eliminated by the Saint was a complete success.
"Next, Wang Xing."
The saint girl's eyes were still a little out of focus, as if she didn't know Wang Xing at all, and she asked flatly: "Why do you think you can join Taichu Academy?"
Wang Xing took a deep breath and said nervously: "My father has always said that I am born with supernatural powers and have the appearance of a great master since I was a child."
Chen Ruxue sat there, turning the brush gently on her fingertips without raising her head, giving people a particularly terrifying sense of oppression.
Wang Xing was ready to fall under the saint's fist, but he only heard a bang, his body shook and he fell to the ground.
Depend on!
Wang Xing, who fell to the ground, looked at the muscular body cultivating senior sister behind him with tears in his eyes.
He was beaten, but it seemed that he was not beaten, because it was not the saint who beat him, but this muscular woman.
Why, not even the wish to be beaten by the saint came true.
At this time, the physical cultivator sister said "Huh?" and said in surprise: "Senior sister, he seems to be really born with supernatural powers."
Chen Ruxue nodded and said, "Yes, just like you.
As she said that, she put a "√" on Wang Xing's name.
After that, Wang Xing was gently carried away by the physical cultivator sister and taken for treatment.
Jing Yue looked at his back being carried away, feeling envious for a moment.
At least Brother Wang passed the test.
"Next, Jingyue."
A young disciple next to him took over the work of the physical cultivator sister, looked at the booklet and read.
Jing Yue walked over and stood not far or near from Saint Chen Ruxue and the young disciple.
This can avoid being suddenly attacked by two people.
Chen Ruxue lowered her head, as if she didn't recognize him, and said, "Jingyue, what's so special about you that makes you think you're suitable for Taichu Courtyard?"
Jing Yue thought for a moment and replied, "I have liked to fork water since I was a child, and I am very good at forking water."
Saint Chen Ruxue raised her head, looked at Jing Yue, and suddenly said softly: "Is it serious for you to insert water into it?"
Jing Yue said seriously: "Absolutely serious!"
"Okay, you go ahead and do it."
"Um."
Later, when those test participants heard this conversation, they always felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't figure out what was wrong.
There was a gurgling stream next to the hillside. Jing Yue came to the stream and forked it with his hand.
With a bang, the originally peaceful flowing stream burst open and splashed everywhere.
At this time, Jing Yue's foray into water was considered quite serious, even mediocre. Wasn't it just violent foray into water?
As a result, the next moment, the splashing water suddenly partially retracted and flowed between Jing Yue's palms, forming an irregular water ball.
Everyone was silent and looked surprised.
It is said that "it is difficult to recover water when it is covered with water". Just the act of recovering water is extremely difficult.
Jing Yue secretly glanced at Chen Ruxue and found that the other party still looked calm, so he decided to increase his intensity.
In fact, if someone observes carefully, they will find that the eyes of this saintly senior sister have long ago changed from a slightly out-of-focus "myopia" to a condensed look.
This means that her state of mind is not as calm as it appears.
After that, an even more wonderful scene appeared.
The moment the water ball was crushed, the water flow was held in Jing Yue's hand like a whip and started to whip.
This water whip was not very stable. It hit Jing Yue's own trouser legs several times, and even almost hit Sister Saint's face once, but it finally started.
Seeing this scene, even many senior brothers and sisters who were accomplished practitioners in Taichu Academy took a breath of cold air and sighed: "Can you fork water to this extent since you were a child?"
With a snap, the whip in Jing Yue's hand collapsed, and the water fell to the ground, turning into big beads and small beads all over the ground.
At this time, Saint Chen Ruxue asked: "Have you finished fucking?"
Jing Yue thought for a while and realized that his water control ability was indeed only at this level, and replied: "Almost."
Chen Ruxue, who had been calm all the time, suddenly showed a sweet smile and said in a soft voice: "You did a good job. Congratulations to your junior brother, you passed the test."
At this moment, Jing Yue felt that the air in front of him seemed to have become a little sweeter.
Not to mention Jing Yue, the men and women who were at least ten feet away were all sweetened by the saint's smile and voice, and some even started to giggle infatuatedly. But what about Jing Yue who was in the center of the sweet storm?
What kind of stormy waters is he experiencing?
As an experienced sailor with two feet on the boat, Jing Yue was very steady. With this sweet smile, he even took advantage of the opportunity to compare.
Now, although this saintly senior sister's mind is high enough to the point where she can't even see her feet with her head bowed, she is still slightly inferior to the saintly girl.
