I will swear to protect the beauty with my life

Ling Zhizhi refused. Fang Wuwei was not surprised nor regretful. He just nodded calmly.

There is actually only one issue that he is most concerned about with Ling Yizhi right now. The others are just incidental, used to slightly reduce Ling Yizhi's nervousness.

After all, the next topic may be a bit explosive.

"Ling Zhiyi, how did you get your superpowers and telekinesis? How strong are your specific abilities?"

Ling Xizhi's eyes narrowed slightly. This question was a little sensitive.

"Didn't I tell you all this... I got it somehow, and after I came here, I realized that I had this ability, so I called it telekinesis. I've also told you about the strength of the ability, it's not that strong..."

"I understand that you told me that, but what I meant was... I wanted to test the strength myself."

Fang Wuwei stretched out his hand towards him and shook his palm, obviously signaling Ling Xiyao to attack his hand.

Faced with this request, Ling Zhixia suddenly fell silent, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"I have never used offensive telekinesis on anyone... I can't guarantee how much damage my telekinesis can do to the human body. You might get hurt. Are you sure?"

"I'm sure my fighting ability is higher than you think. There's no need to hold back."

A time traveler specializing in combat... No wonder he knows so much... Yes, the Mangekyō Sharingan is no ordinary one.

Ling Xixia looked at the hand that Fang Wuwei stretched out, and Ikeuchi Maki, who was sitting next to her with a curious look on her face but completely silent, and she felt a little overwhelmed.

He said that Ikeuchi Maki was his apprentice, so if he accidentally injured Fang Wuwei, would he be beaten by his apprentice?

When he thought that this disciple could not even be sensed, and even though the person was sitting in front of him, his telepathic perception was still empty, Ling Zhizhi felt his scalp tingling. If such a peerless top assassin wanted to kill him, even if he could go up and down, left and right, BABA, and had thirty more lives, it would not be enough.

Wipe...dry!

"You can't blame me if you get hurt!"

"Don't dilly-dally. If you don't come, the author will be accused of watering down the word count. Come on."

Ling Zhiyi stretched out his hand towards Fang Wuwei, and the next moment, a faint blue light emerged from his whole body. Different from the barely perceptible fluorescence when he lifted the spoon with telekinesis in the afternoon, the light from his whole body was now extremely obvious, and his clothes also floated up with the onset of telekinesis.

This image reminded Fang Wuwei of a green-haired loli who always wore a black gown and didn't seem to like wearing panties, but he soon felt a sharp squeeze in his hand, as if a huge force was crushing his entire palm from all directions.

It was a bit painful, and the pain quickly disrupted Fang Wuwei's thoughts. The pressure on his hand continued to grow stronger, and his palm was forced to curl inward due to the squeezing.

"My telekinesis becomes stronger when it is focused on an object, and the strength of the effect is inversely proportional to the size of the object... If I attack your hand with all my strength, it might really hurt you, so..."

Ling Xizhi looked at Fang Wuwei with a little worry. His mental power was like pressure. The intensity was different for objects of different sizes. If Ling Xizhi's mental power acted on Fang Wuwei's whole body, it would actually have no effect at all. Fang Wuwei would be easily interrupted and then break free. But if it was only aimed at his palm, the lethality would be different.

He hasn't used his full strength yet, but Fang Wuwei seems to be having a hard time holding on. For safety reasons, Ling Zhiyi wants to stop, but is stopped by Fang Wuwei.

"No, keep going."

Fang Wuwei clenched his palm into a fist, veins popped out on his entire arm, and he began to resist Ling Xi's mental power with all his strength, and it turned out to be very effective.

Ling Xizhi's mental power can be resisted. As Fang Wuwei exerted force, Ling Xizhi felt that the mental power he exerted on Fang Wuwei's hand had become much smaller, and even a part of it was pushed away, which made him feel very surprised, and also made him have some understanding of Fang Wuwei's physical strength.

"Push harder. I still have the Eight Gates to activate. Don't worry about getting hurt. Push with all your strength. Let me see how strong you are."

Fang Wuwei wanted to find out Ling Xiya's strength, and if possible, he wanted to train him.

After becoming a regular soldier, he got more information, so he knew that as a formal combatant, he might leave every few days and not be in this world anymore. The more forces stationed in this world, the better.

If possible, he wanted to train Ling Yizhi and make him, like Ikeuchi Maki, a line of defense to protect this world and resist the reincarnations, and become the Kamiya Chiki of this world.

If you want to train him, you must first gain Ling Zhiyi's trust and establish your authority in front of him, so that he will trust you and be willing to accept your teachings.

As for the issue of belief... he believed that after knowing the threat from the main god space, Ling Yixia, who loved this world and loved his current life, would not refuse his guidance.

Ling Yixia looked at Fang Wuwei, gritted his teeth and nodded, then his mental power completely exploded. Strong mental power fluctuations surged through his body, and the cup on the coffee table and the pillow behind Ling Yixia all floated up.

But this made Fang Wuwei frown, and even Ikeuchi Maki rubbed his chin, thinking that this was not possible.

This is a manifestation of energy overflow due to lack of concentration, thus wasting part of it. Ling Xizhi's telekinesis doesn't look very mature...

Fang Wuwei felt the force squeezing his hand getting stronger and stronger, so he decided to go all out, adjusted the flow of magic power, and activated the improved magic version of the Eight Gates of Dunjia... one gate, two gates...

No, I can’t handle it. I’ll wear the team uniform to increase my attributes.

Frowning, a golden light condensed beside Fang Wuwei. He put on a golden Crusader uniform, enhancing all his attributes. Only then did he feel a little relieved.

Ikeuchi Maki had been looking at Fang Wuwei with her head tilted, so when the team uniform suddenly appeared, she was startled...

Ling Xizhi's mental power became stronger and stronger, and Fang Wuwei's hand also felt pain, but before long, he felt that Ling Xizhi's mental power was a little exhausted and slowly weakened.

Ling Zhixia himself couldn't bear it anymore. The fluorescent light on his body dimmed, and his mental power disappeared as he was exhausted. He raised his head and began to gasp for breath.

Using his telekinesis with all his strength caused his head to hurt a bit. A large area of ​​his vision was occupied by darkness. He rubbed his head and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Fang Wuwei loosened his fist, and his hand began to tremble due to the constant pressure...

"Master...how is it?"

"It's OK. If we only talk about the force of squeezing, it's stronger than when you used the ghost to squeeze me, but... if this is the only performance of telekinesis, it's really weak."

Saying I am weak in front of myself...

Ling Zhixia glanced at Fang Wuwei's hand, which was shaking but intact, and had a new understanding of Fang Wuwei's physical strength.

He can twist a solid steel pipe into a twist... He is indeed a combat-type time traveler...

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I am still adding more chapters for the boss "Longfeng Jixiang"! Thank you for your support along the way! Hehe!

My inspiration is really running out now. I am also very busy with many things in real life... I will try to find my state in the next two days to see what is going on, so it may be a little watered down. Please forgive me...