Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

Deng Hua stroked his chin and said, "It seems that Fang Zhixin has already reached the advanced level of D-class. His promotion speed is very fast."

Du Ruo, who was standing by and watching the game, clenched his fists, then looked towards the field firmly and said, "I will catch up and will not lose."

"But..." Deng Hua changed the subject: "Lu Yuan's body movements have obviously reached the mastery level, otherwise he would not be able to keep up with the speed of teleportation."

"His combat experience and methods are more mature than Fang Zhixin's. It will be difficult to win."

Fang Zhixin naturally knew all this, but she still wanted to give it a try and try her best.

She closed her eyes and opened them again, a flash of gold in her pupils, as if the context of things appeared before her eyes, and she faced it again.

The moment Fang Zhixin waved his hand, Lu Yuan's face changed and he ducked down, but the next second he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen as a lavender block hit him hard, as if he had been punched hard by an invisible presence.

The lavender blocks seemed to have consciousness, blocking all escape routes and slamming forward from all directions.

She had been dealing with Fang Zhixin's dagger, but she ignored the fact that she was actually a long-range mage.

success!

Fang Zhixin's eyes lit up.

Immediately afterwards, blinding lightning struck Lu Yuan like a giant pillar falling from the sky, shattering the blocks around him and even distorting the glass of the training room.

The crisp sound of the explosion startled the pedestrians outside the museum, and they ran away cursing.

"Fuck, who's messing up things in here?"

Lu Yuan in the center of the field suppressed his own abilities. His dark purple hair fluttered, revealing his purple eyes and delicate eyebrows. He covered his forehead, trying hard to control the bursting lightning.

No, I can’t lose control… I have to suppress it: “Don’t come over here!”

Deng Hua sighed with regret and was about to go down to suppress Lu Yuan's ability, but just as he took a step, he immediately took it back.

It seems that I am no longer needed.

Fang Zhixin in the field rushed forward under Du Ruo's incredulous gaze.

It was as if he was using his body as a blade to strike straight towards the center of the minefield from mid-air.

"It's a friendly exchange, but it should be limited." Everyone, please give way!

Thousands of thunders gave way and even wrapped around the blade, which pointed directly at Lu Yuan's eyebrows.

How to cut it off?

Xiao Lei: "Just use your spiritual power to cut it off, and we will take over."

okay.

Fang Zhixin turned the blade towards himself, and the handle hit Lu Yuan's brow with a thud, revealing Lu Yuan's shocked eyes.

Fang Zhixin smiled brightly: "I won!"

Du Ruo's eyes widened, and after he realized what was happening, he jumped down from the viewing platform and ran to the two of them.

Fang Zhixin put away the dagger, and the lightning around Lu Yuan strangely quieted down.

Lu Yuan stretched out his hand and clenched it. The lightning obediently lingered on his fingertips. It was like being in a dream, illusory and unreal.

"What's going on?" Du Ruo asked the questions of the three people present. Deng Hua slowly walked over.

"Chixin-san, this is really a... big surprise."

He glanced at Fang Zhixin, who had just arrived at Lu Yuan, and who was relieved, and Du Ruo, who was still confused.

Would the opportunity for divination be now?

Fang Zhixin waved his hand in front of Lu Yuan: "Hey, wake up, come back to your senses."

Lu Yuan came back to his senses and looked up suddenly: "How did you do that?!"

Fang Zhixin opened and closed his lips, scratched his head and looked at Lu Yuan. How do you explain this? Did your talent give me a back door?

"Emm, let me organize my words. What I'm going to say next will involve some of your past events. Can you tell me?"

"Go ahead." Lu Yuan clenched his hands tightly, and seemed to be able to control himself a little.

Fang Zhixin nodded and said, "You should have absorbed the energy of the thunderstorm, right? The excessive energy formed an uncontrollable field."

"Field?" Du Ruo opened her eyes wide, and her pink twin ponytails seemed to be frozen.

"Isn't that something that only A-level people can do? So this is why Lu Yuan lost control?"

"That's right." Deng Hua stood up. He didn't expect Fang Zhixin to really give him a surprise. Field, this was the conclusion reached by the military after testing for a long time.

Lu Yuan stood there, feeling as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on his head, and his blood was ice-cold.

His voice was erratic: "What you mean is that it's not that my talent is out of control, but that I can't control this field."

Fang Zhixin, who was still listening to the lightning spirit's chatter, replied: "Yes, this field is not yet mature, so you can't control it. Moreover, you have been suppressing yourself and suppressing your strength. The lightning attribute spirit power is inherently violent. The harder you suppress it, the harder it is to control it."

Lu Yuan was confused: "If we don't suppress it, how can we control these powers?"

He can't even maintain his sanity, so how can he control himself? Isn't this a dead end?

Deng Hua frowned: "Student Zhixin, is this your speculation, or..."

Fang Zhixin looked at Lu Yuan and said very bluntly: "There is still a way, like what we did just now, do you want to give it a try? However, you have to allow me to enter your field."

"Will my approval be useful?" Lu Yuan was silent. How could he approve if he couldn't control it?

Fang Zhixin couldn't explain it clearly, and he was too lazy to explain: "Yes, just think of it as useful."

"You've also seen that I have a way to avoid lightning."

Du Ruo said directly: "That's the lightning avoiding you."

"Don't spoil my show, Du Ruo." Fang Zhixin turned his head and smiled bitterly, "You make me look weird when you say that."

The three people present complained in their hearts: Aren’t you weird?

"Hey, what are you looking at?!"

Fang Zhixin looked at Lu Yuan eagerly: "Let's get to the point, Lu Yuan, come and give it a try. Remember, let go of all your suppression and leave the rest to me. Anyway, Teacher Deng will cover you."

Seeing Deng Hua nod, Lu Yuan agreed to give it a try. He let go of the suppression, thought about nothing, and left everything to his instinct and his talent.

Fang Zhixin put away the dagger and just stood there, listening to the cheers beside him and said, "Teacher Deng, don't make any move later."

"okay, I get it."

Deng Hua and Du Ruo stepped aside, leaving the venue to the two of them once again.

Wisps of cloud appeared in the field, and the entire training venue seemed to be covered by thick clouds, even the light was dimmed.

Thunder and lightning exploded, accompanied by joy and cheers, and wreaked havoc. Lu Yuan's figure instantly became blurred, as if he had turned into thunder and lightning and merged into it.

Fang Zhixin walked leisurely into the minefield.

The entangled lightning gathered like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, suddenly stabbing at the girl standing in front of her.

Fang Zhixin concentrated his mind and tried to capture the vague sound.

"It's not...his...fault..."

"He...didn't...kill us...it's not your fault...the long way to go."

Du Ruo opened his eyes wide and blurted out anxiously: "Be careful!"

Deng Hua moved his feet slightly, but stopped when he saw Fang Zhixin's determined expression.

The dense lightning that was pressing towards Fang Zhixin suddenly stopped at the last moment. The surrounding lightning lingered on Fang Zhixin, but he was not hurt at all.

Fang Zhixin seemed to be aware of the situation very well. Lu Yuan in the center of the minefield had obviously lost his mind, and his pupils were out of focus.