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Harold was taken aback by his question, then scratched his head and thought for a while and said, "This has something to do with elemental affinity and spiritual power. To be specific, if not, I'll write you a few spells, each of you Try them all. See which one you can use, that is, the element of which department is more compatible." As he spoke, he took a notebook from a side cabinet and wrote a full page for him.

Yang Yuan couldn't help but burst into tongues when he saw it. He didn't expect the so-called spell to be so long, so he couldn't recite it to death?

"Let me demonstrate one for you first, and then you can practice it by yourself. If it doesn't work, you can meditate later and try again at night." Harold said, and he chose the wind blade technique he is best at to demonstrate. stand up.

He stood there, facing out the window, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and read slowly and affectionately: "Great and free goddess of the wind, Hermila Campbell, your spirit guides me forward."

While he was reading, Yang Yuan subconsciously used power on his eyes, and saw that the glowing "meridians" in his head were completely darkened, and the energy inside slowly and difficultly seeped out, gathering in his body In front of the forehead, it stretched out its tentacles like eight catching fish.

"You are invisible but ubiquitous, you are gentle and sharp, gentle and fast."

And beside those tentacles, energy of different colors gradually gathered, but only a light blue-gray color dominated, and then the familiar ripples began to appear there.

"Please put away your gentleness and show your sharpness, and give your sharp blade, which is indestructible and unstoppable, tearing the enemy into pieces! Wind blade, go!"

The ripples became more and more obvious with Harold's spell, and then formed a sharp light cyan flake, and finally the flake quickly flew out of the window with Harold's loud shout!

Standing behind Harold, Yang Yuan followed the thin piece with his eyes, and saw it quickly flew to a tree under the tower, with a "shua" sound-cut off a broken branch about the thickness of an arm!

"Huh! Alright!" Harold turned to look at him with a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "This is the first time I have used magic so frequently, I thought I was going to fail haha!"

Although there is no eye-catching flame or anything, but after all, it conjures a knife out of thin air, and it can fly from a long distance.Since the branch can be cut off, it is good to cut a neck. It is absolutely no problem.

Thinking of this, Yang Yuan turned around, sighed and said: "It's so handsome, if this cuts on a person, it will probably kill you!" As he spoke, he found those thin lights in Harold's head. The line becomes dimmer.

"Hahaha! Now I can only do this. You go try it, anyway, it is to concentrate, release the spiritual power to sense the power of the elements, and then control them through spells. As long as you can communicate with the elements, even if you can't fully use them temporarily It doesn't matter about spells, just practice more." Harold said.

Yang Yuan smiled and nodded, took his piece of paper and went back to his workshop to practice.

After thinking about it, he chose the Wind Blade Technique first, after all, he could still have some idea of ​​the complete form he had seen before.

Thinking of this, he recited silently for a few minutes, recited the incantation, and then practiced facing the window.

He closed his eyes, focused all his attention on his head, and gradually observed the situation in his head.The lines in his head are no thicker or brighter than Harold's. The only thing better is that they are connected to each other, so when he drives energy to his forehead while chanting, the energy doesn't need to go to the lines at all. Instead, it directly reached the position closest to his forehead through the line, and then slowly squeezed out and stuck to the inner wall of his forehead.

Then he still chanted the spell slowly, trying to push them out of his body, and use these energies to control other energies in the space like Harold did.But no matter how hard he drives, only more and more energy flows from other parts of the body to the forehead, and the forehead is full of energy that exceeds Harold's use, but they still stick to the inner wall of the forehead and remain motionless.

It wasn't until his lower abdomen began to throb that he reluctantly withdrew them back.

He sat on the stool to rest for a while, thought about it, and tried several times in different ways, such as kneading the shape of the energy into a needle point, or a blade shape, or simply a helical shape similar to an electric drill, but nothing happened. It was useless, or rather, when he tried this way, he felt a pain that was more terrifying than the severe pain in his lower abdomen. It was as if an electric drill was really drilling into his brain, and the pain made him vomit.

This kind of pain made him dare not try again. After thinking about it, he went to Harold again and stood aside to observe him carefully for a long time.Harold was concentrating on polishing those puppet crystals and didn't notice him.

After a long time, Yang Yuan discovered something strange.In fact, he had noticed a similar situation when he manipulated the puppet before, but he always thought that it was because the puppet had been processed to become like that. Now that he observed carefully, Harold was actually like this too.

There is a hole in the forehead of their head?

The hole is not a hole in the actual physical sense, but an energy level.When Harold was working, Yang Yuan could see wisps of undetectable light going in and out of his forehead, and there was a passage for energy to go in and out!

Although the feeling of going in and out made it difficult for him to judge whether Harold was absorbing energy or wasting energy, at least this channel was probably the reason why he could use magic.And it's not just the forehead, if you look carefully, Harold's lower abdomen also has such a passage.

Yang Yuan turned his head in a daze, and closed his eyes again to observe his body.

But no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find that thing on his body.He thought back to what Harold had told him, that if the elements could communicate, then everything would be fine.But the second half of the sentence he didn't say is that if the elements cannot be communicated, then everything will be in vain.

Could this be the difference between magicians and warriors, and ordinary people!

This is why the tutor in Hall's mansion said that magicians and warriors are the darlings of the world and the pride of heaven, while ordinary people can only become the cornerstones under their feet in obscurity!

Thinking of this, he sat down on the experimental bed behind Harold a little dejectedly, and stared in front of him in a daze.

It seems that he has been very lucky since he got here. He has never had the lucky BUFF blessing of the so-called time traveler.After finally arriving in the magic world, I just want to have a good time before I die, and I am wearing the body of an ordinary person!Can't even use the most basic little magic!

Thinking about it, I really want to cry, I might as well just die!

He lay back a little weakly, but was suddenly startled by something behind him, turned his head and found that he was actually sitting next to that puppet, which made him jump up quickly!

He stood there rubbing his chest, standing and standing, his hands stopped slowly.

He remembered that he seemed to be able to control a puppet, and that puppet—seemed to be a warrior?

No, no, as long as the energy can be driven into the head, anyway, he also has a hole there, and a simple little magic - it shouldn't be a problem, right?Maybe he can still practice magic and martial arts?

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