C15 Training Until the Sky and the Earth Were Dark

Although increasing the amount would increase the speed of cultivation, the disadvantage would become more obvious in the future.

The psychic force was like fertilizer. The more fertilizer there was, the better it was. The quality of the fertilizer had to be improved in order for the seed to fully mature.

Moreover, the quality of the psychic force determined the control rate when controlling elements.

If two elementalists of the same level controlled a ball of elements together, the one with a higher quality of psychic force would be able to take over the control and forcefully suppress the other party's control.

What was the situation with Zhao Lei? He could use so many elements. In other words, if he could raise the quality of his psychic force, then his many elements would no longer be a disadvantage, but an advantage.

Just think about it. When he was fighting with the opponent, he could suppress the opponent's spellcasting and Zhao Lei, who had the advantage of the ring, could control even more elemental elements to disgust the opponent. It was simply a crushing defeat.

The more Zhao Lei thought about it, the more excited he became. He could completely open up a new fighting style and perfectly display his advantage.

The afternoon class ended very quickly. He didn't know it until he practiced it. It turned out that his physical strength was so poor. He had barely completed the normal amount of training. Compared to the three times the amount of training for the mutated element, his physical strength was simply weak.

It seemed that his weakness was still very obvious. The elementalist was a weak mage. What Zhao Lei didn't expect was that he was actually so weak in this world.

Was it because of martial arts? Zhao Lei suddenly remembered that Han Xiaotian had once said that martial arts was a legend in this world, and that he and his grandfather had practiced martial arts for three to four years in the countryside in his previous life. After that, he often exercised his body, so his physique was very good.

In this world, he and his grandfather did not have any impression of practicing martial arts in the memories of the countryside.

"Has it been forcibly distorted?" Zhao Lei still had memories of martial arts in his mind, but they were completely unrelated to this world.

Fortunately, it was not lost. This was the ancestral martial arts of the Zhao Family, "dragon style boxing." Although the moves were ordinary and the power was limited, the Zhao Family had never stopped passing on the martial arts.

"Zhao, do you want to harass Sister Zi Xun after class?" Han Xiaotian was so tired that his head was covered in sweat. His round and smooth bald head was shining with a dazzling light under the setting sun.

"No, I'll go back and cultivate."

"Right, we have seven classes in the first half of the semester. If there is a problem, you can directly go to the teacher. Except for the weekends, the teacher is in the office."

Zhao Lei nodded his head in a daze. This kind of free teaching method was exactly what Zhao Lei needed. If he did not have sufficient free time, it would be very difficult for him to execute his plan.

“I know what you are thinking. The first grade is the most important time for self-cultivation, and the second grade is not that easy.”

Zhao Lei and Han Xiaotian exchanged a few words before leaving the school. This kind of free teaching method was exactly what Zhao Lei needed. If he didn't have sufficient free time, his plan would be very difficult to execute.

Walking to the school gate, Zhao Lei saw that Yu Wei's father had taken him away like a stranger.

Zhao Lei was not happy in his heart. It was definitely because of the pressure from his father that Yu Wei had distanced himself from Zhao Lei. Yu Wei was afraid that his father would teach Zhao Lei a lesson. Yu Wei was very honest and simple, and he would listen to his father's words.

The matter of Lu Wei being his best friend would not change, but he was too weak now, and he did not have the right to change Uncle Lu's mind. If he wanted to cross Uncle Lu's barrier, Zhao Lei had to perform even better.

The old street under the sunset was like a dead dog, quietly taking a nap in the mottled light. The temperature difference between the autumn of Lost City was very obvious. The withered yellow leaves reflected the coolness of last night, and they had to bear the pressure of the scorching sun in the afternoon.

A young man sprinted back and forth on the street until the sun fell into the mountains in the west. The night quietly arrived, but the young man did not stop.

Zhao Lei's training process attracted the attention of a few old men who were collecting their chess pieces by the side of the street. Perhaps they were influenced by Zhao Lei's passion, a few old bones began to brag about their youthful glory.

"It's already so late?" Looking at the old street that was gradually becoming lively at night, Zhao Lei also stopped to rest.

"My dear little brat, when will you grow up?" Zhao Lei looked at the Elemental Seed that was sprouting in his spiritual world. He could not wait to practice controlling the elements. After all, he had seen Han Xiaotian and Wang Panghu's battle before. The feeling of ordering the elements under the sky and being the only sovereign was something that everyone would yearn for. Zhao Lei was definitely not an exception.

Today was the end of the day, so he decided to go back to meditate.

In the morning, he went to the library to learn more, and in the afternoon, he trained his fist to increase his physical strength. At night, he meditated.

This kind of life continued for about a week, and his Wind Elemental Seed was the first to sprout. His psychic force was also stronger than before.

"Finally, I can control the elements!!" Zhao Lei had been waiting for this moment for a long time. When the Wind Elemental Seed sprouted, Zhao Lei felt a different world.

The wind was a phenomenon caused by the flow of the air. It was simple and invisible, but it was everywhere.

The world in Zhao Lei's eyes was filled with the wind element, and his field of vision seemed to have been added with a layer of milky white filter.

Zhao Lei reached out his hand to touch the wind element that was like a bunch of kittens. The wind element was like a group of little kittens wanting to touch Zhao Lei, but they were too timid to approach him.

"Don't be afraid, little babies. Uncle has candy to eat ~" Zhao Lei quickly released the aura of the wind elemental sapling. The effect was outstanding, and to these little elements outside, this aura was as tempting as fresh milk.

Soon, these little guys started to waver, and in the end, they could not resist the temptation. They obediently submitted to the sweetness of the milk.

"Good, you have to eat more to have the strength to use your skill." Seeing the element that was licking his aura, Zhao Lei was overjoyed. He had been alone in his room for so many days, was it not because he was waiting for this moment? The cool and stylish elementalist was here!

He used his psychic force to comfort these "young kittens"! Once he controlled the wind attribute, his speed of improvement in the early stage would be extremely fast. The wind attribute was the most unique element in the early stage. After all, the basic unit of wind was air. As long as there was a living person on earth, there would be no lack of air. Whether it was fighting or cultivation, there was no restriction at all.

"When you are full, line up! Stand straight, hold your breath, and count to three!" In the blink of an eye, Zhao Lei had turned from a catkeeper to an instructor, ordering the little elemental to work.

The wind attribute began to move rhythmically under Zhao Lei's control. A cool breeze blew in the quiet bedroom.

"It's done!" Zhao Lei had successfully controlled the wind attribute! Furthermore, with the upper limit of his psychic force, he could create even more wind. However, it was not easy to test it in the room. Furthermore, it was the first time he was using it, so he had to be very careful.

Slowly, the wind attribute turned from a mischievous kitten into a well-behaved dog in Zhao Lei's hands. The process of Zhao Lei's spellcasting also became less complicated.

After spending three hours to experiment, Zhao Lei had finally familiarized himself with controlling the wind. If he wanted to improve even further, he could only rely on his own experience. Furthermore, he had to continue to increase his physical strength and psychic force.

"Although the wind attribute is easier to cultivate in the early stage, where does the damage of the wind attribute come from?" Zhao Lei suddenly realized the problem. Other than the typhoon tornado, the wind attribute in the early stage was completely useless!

The blind man was happy. Zhao Lei quickly recalled if there was any wind attribute skill in the games he had played in his previous life, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't think of one.

"Let's change our perspective. After all, I have four elements. The wind attribute doesn't have to deal damage. It can also be a good support."

If he could use the wind to speed up himself, it would reduce the burden on his body. He had the ring, which could recover his mana, so he didn't have to worry about running out of mana. He could maintain this state in the battle to save his stamina.

Since he could use the wind, then he could naturally use the wind. The wind could be used by the opponent, or he could use it when he trained. Nice! Another way to use it.

Let me think about what other useful methods there are.

Just as Zhao Lei was squatting in the bedroom and thinking hard, the sound of a disturbance came from outside.

"One! Two! Three! Black Dog!"

"F * ck you!" Zhao Lei was so angry that he went to close the window and looked outside. Just as he was about to spit out the fragrance, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

A group of non-mainstream youths with hairstyles that were even more exaggerated than Han Xiaotian were holding a sound system and playing the Dance of the Nine Heavens. They were throwing lime powder from their pockets and dancing like wild dogs. The dust on the side of the road was flying, and the scene was extremely chaotic. Even the stray dogs at the entrance of the alley were scared away by these people.

"Lime?" Zhao Lei had an idea, "Misty!"

Zhao Lei was overjoyed. He had found the third way to use it!

"Everyone! Thank you!" Zhao Lei shouted at the few hipsters on the side of the road. Then, he immediately closed the window and went to find flour.

"Are you crazy?" The group of hipsters were confused by Zhao Lei. They thought that they would be scolded because they disturbed the public. They were ready to retaliate, but they didn't expect that the other party would thank them. They had never seen such a scene before. They looked at each other in dismay.

Zhao Lei immediately ran to the kitchen to dig out a bag of flour and went to the bedroom. He would make a habit of putting it in his pocket in the future. Maybe it would be of use.

After thinking for half an hour, Zhao Lei still couldn't think of a better way. He could only go out to exercise in depression.

The familiar figures on the familiar old street, the familiar old man playing chess, these days Zhao Lei would go to the uninhabited courtyard of the food factory to practice his boxing after running for a while. This was something he had been doing for a long time. It was just that he had been busy obtaining information and knowledge for a few days when he had just arrived in this world.

"Dragon style boxing, the shape is in the person, the intent is in the sky." Zhao Lei muttered to himself as he practiced his boxing. His body was like a dragon, rolling and twisting. His hands were like claws and fists at times, and each move was not like a proper fighting move. It was like a wild beast.

"What's so amazing about this dragon style boxing? I feel like there are all kinds of flaws in my body, and the attack moves are also fancy. I feel like I can't use them. If it wasn't for my grandfather saying that he wanted to pass it down, I really wouldn't know what this thing was for." Every time Zhao Lei finished practicing the dragon style boxing, he couldn't feel how powerful this move was. The only thing he could feel was that it was so damn tiring.