Since the first day, Teacher Karaman no longer wrapped herself in the mist of psychic energy, but instead wore a regular dark robe, which still couldn't conceal her proud figure.
Perhaps it was because the students had entered the practical combat class. After all the students had mastered psychic energy, she skipped a long section and began to explain the application of psychic energy in battle.
"Psychic energy is energy derived from the soul. In addition to driving your fire seeds, it can also strengthen your own body."
"For example, by expanding your psychic energy in the corresponding part of your body, you can resist damage."
Teacher Karaman took out a shiny cold dagger and chopped towards her slender fingers.
Amidst the students' simultaneous exclamation, there was a crisp sound, and the dagger broke.
The broken blade fell and spun in front of Rode, but there was not a single scratch on her slender and tender fingers.
Rode opened her soul eyes and saw that her fingers were filled with solidified psychic energy.
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"This is psychic energy defense. It is a very important skill."
"It needs to maintain psychic energy in a static state, but we cannot always maintain psychic energy in this state because it will affect the operation of psychic energy, slow down our actions, and turn us into wooden stakes that can only be beaten."
"We must quickly defend before the attack comes and return to normal after the attack ends."
"The key lies in three points: the ability to predict attacks, the speed of gathering psychic energy, and the ability to control psychic energy."
"However, before you are completely familiar with it, I do not recommend using it when encountering danger."
Kassan raised her hand and asked, "Teacher, how do we train? Like you?"
Teacher Karaman raised the broken dagger and smiled.
"I am a ninth-level psychic, and most of you are first-level psychics. Do you know how much difference there is between them? Mole should have taught you."
Math genius Zalais immediately raised his hand and confidently said, "27 times!"
Karaman showed a tolerant smile. "This is a very, very big number, much bigger than you think."
Most of the students were confused, only Rode knew that this was an incredible number.
The gentle and beautiful teacher continued:
"My psychic energy defense is very strong. A dagger is hardly harder than a piece of paper to me, but you cannot imitate me, this will cut off your fingers. You can use a stick or a vine first, keep attacking the same part until you have an instinctive reaction."
She walked to Rode's desk, playfully winked at her, picked up the half-blade on the table, and tore it like a piece of paper with her two slender fingers.
"This is the second usage method, using your psychic energy to strengthen yourself, generate tremendous force, and bear its reactive force."
"At this time, psychic energy is in a turbulent state. It is extremely active and highly resonant with the living body, but it cannot be maintained for a long time because it will cause great burden to our body and consume a huge amount of energy."
"We generally use it at the moment of attack or when escaping."
"For example, when your toes touch the ground, use your psychic energy to strengthen yourself."
Teacher Karaman took a light step, seemingly ordinary, but her figure instantly floated to the end of the outdoor classroom.
The students all turned their heads in unison, and the exclamation sounded like a wave.
Rode was also greatly shocked. She suddenly understood that when she was in the sewer, she had already stunned the black priest who loved to eat feces, so why did she reveal a flaw when she took a step forward?The dark priest realized that Rode was a newbie who had not received any training and was not an unknown strongman.
No wonder, no wonder!
Indeed, there was still a lot for Rode to learn. Currently, he had no combat power and was far from being a formal combat member. Going out to fight alone would be seeking death.
After realizing this, Rode became even more focused.
In all the following time, Karaman taught in detail how to control spiritual energy, how to change the nature of spiritual energy, and how to adapt to this huge power that was beyond oneself.
Time passed little by little, and finally, Karaman emphasized:
"So, having a strong and healthy body is also very important, and physical training is also essential. Arlan is the best example."
"Also..."
She lightly chuckled, and her peach blossom-like eyes seemed to ripple.
"A robust body is one of the important conditions for attracting the opposite sex, just like how Arlan is my dream lover."
The students burst into chimpanzee-like cheers. This was a big class with eight groups of students, nearly two hundred people. The sound was like a group of monkeys exploding.
The female students had shining eyes and blushing cheeks, indicating that many of them had the same thoughts.
Karaman's graceful figure turned around, and her white onion-like fingers lightly touched Rode's cheek, tracing a circle along his cheek and hooking his chin.
Hey, teacher, what are you trying to do?
"Just like this little kid, if he could be stronger, perhaps he could also become my dream lover."
She lightly chuckled, and her figure suddenly turned into a white mist and disappeared into the air.
Leaving Rode behind with dozens of jealous gazes.
Rode's heart moved, and he suddenly stood up and shouted loudly, "Do you want to know Karaman's interests, hobbies, and how to get her favor?"
Whoosh, a large group of male students rushed over.
"What is it?"
"Quick, tell us!"
"I don't mean anything else. I just see that the teacher is so lonely and want to chat with her!"
The scene was extremely lively, and there were even a few female students among the audience.
Rode coughed and didn't sell any suspense. He immediately started to make up a story, inserting the most unforgettable beautiful female teacher he knew and adding oil and vinegar to make it sound plausible.
Thanks to Karaman's favor, everyone believed it.
Goodwill points started to flood in. In just a short while, Rode had gained seven points of humanity, and the total had exceeded 700.
The only strange thing was that Kassan was also in the audience, listening attentively, but Rode didn't see her joy.
But he didn't care and soon forgot about it, focusing on making up stories.
However, his behavior also caused some dissatisfaction, and the red-haired fat guy, Hablin, was the most dissatisfied among all.
Any behavior that made Rode stand out would make him unhappy.
When he tried to strike up a conversation with Kassan, and she ignored him, his unhappiness became even more intense.
What made him most unhappy was that his father had not paid attention to him during this time and had not sent anyone to capture Rode.
All kinds of resentment gathered together, and when Rode once again stood out, Hablin finally exploded.
Hablin shouted angrily, "Arlge, Gori, go up and smash that country bumpkin's face for me!"
A big guy scratched his short hair like the bottom of a pot. "Hablin, fighting will get you locked up."
Hablin sneered, "I promise you that you will have cream pudding to eat every day next month."A short and fat man licked his lips and made a humming sound with his nose, saying, "But we'll still lose credits."
Hablin became impatient.
"Fifty silver coins per credit!"
The two laughed and flexed their muscles, aggressively charging towards Rode, pushing aside the students around them. They interrupted Rode's speech, and his joy disappeared instantly.
"What are you doing?" Rode angrily asked. "Are you crazy?"
A gorilla showed a cruel smile. "Alger will turn you into a crazy person now!"
"A stone pillar shouted, "Gori will do the same!"
But in the next moment, a punch hit him on the left face, sending him flying out.
Immediately after, a kick turned the stone pillar over ten meters away, knocking over a table and chairs.
The person who landed was Kassan. Her two fire seeds increased her strength and physical attack, making her very violent.
But now it seems that Kassan has always been very gentle with him.
"Fighting is not allowed in the academy!"
Kassan showed her team leader badge, flipped her delicate hand, and showed her disciplinary committee badge.
"If there is a problem with Rode's behavior, you can report it to the disciplinary committee or the school director."
Kassan turned around.
"Rode, you are also..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Kassan shouted, "Hablin! What are you doing?"
A gust of wind hit his back, and Rode turned around to see a red-haired fat man holding a big iron rod, hitting him hard.
Almost instinctively, Rode raised his left hand, and as Karaman had taught him, psychic energy instantly gathered on his wrist, expanding and solidifying in his soul.
Bang!
The iron rod was directly broken in half.
Rode swung his right fist, and psychic energy followed, the fist rushing towards the fat man's face like lightning.
The huge force sent him flying, his nosebleed tracing an elegant arc in the air, and he fell outside the open-air classroom with a loud bang.
Everyone quieted down because of this sudden fight, until a stern-faced teacher descended from the sky with several school guards.
"Who started the fight?"