Lin Qingyu and Luo Feng

Seeing Luo Feng's expression of surprise and confusion, Lin Qingyu smiled first.

"Brother Lin, what are you laughing at?" Luo Feng did not understand why this older brother had suddenly come over to take him as a disciple, then started laughing for no apparent reason.

"Nothing. I was just thinking that looking fifteen really isn't very convincing." Lin Qingyu put away his smile and shook his head helplessly. "If someone with the same strength as me, but who looked thirty or forty years older, said they wanted to take you as a disciple, you might have agreed."

"No way." Luo Feng shook his head. "What if they were a human trafficker?"

"I'm not a human trafficker, so how about becoming my disciple?" Lin Qingyu said.

"But Brother Lin, you really don't look like someone capable of taking disciples." Luo Feng said. "How should I put it? What was that description from before the Great Nirvana?"

"The style doesn't match?" Lin Qingyu said.

"Right, the style doesn't match." Luo Feng nodded. "You don't feel very authoritative. You don't look like some powerful expert."

"That's true. Honestly, I may be strong, but my face is too young. I don't have much dignity." Lin Qingyu nodded.

To be fair, Lin Qingyu was actually quite handsome, but it was not the kind of handsomeness that leaned toward fierceness or toughness. Combined with his fifteen-year-old appearance and his fair, delicate skin from staying home for so long, he really did not look like a warrior who had gone through countless battles.

"But I really am an expert." Lin Qingyu emphasized. "There aren't more than five people on Earth stronger than me."

"Brother Lin, you're bragging your head off. How old are you? Fewer than five people stronger than you? In a few days, you'll probably say you're stronger than Hong and Thor." Luo Feng mocked.

Yet to Luo Feng's surprise, Lin Qingyu did not refute him. Instead, he nodded seriously and said, "Mm. At my current rate of progress, Hong probably won't be my match in another two or three months."

Luo Feng rolled his eyes. He finally understood that this older brother before him probably had what people before the Great Nirvana called "eighth-grader syndrome."

"'Eighth-grader' means the second year of middle school, right? Brother Lin really does look about that age." Luo Feng reached his conclusion and nodded in satisfaction.

"Why are you nodding?" Lin Qingyu was somewhat curious when he saw Luo Feng smiling and bobbing his head.

"Uh, nothing. I just think it's good that you have ideals, Brother Lin. But dreams have to be achieved step by step. After all, no one can reach the heavens in a single step." Luo Feng had some tact, so he phrased it more gently.

"Fine. I know describing my strength with words alone isn't very convincing. Let me prove it with actions." Lin Qingyu said.

"Prove it?" Luo Feng blinked, looking at Lin Qingyu in confusion.

"Yes, prove my strength." Lin Qingyu looked at Luo Feng. "Interested in seeing it?"

Luo Feng looked at Lin Qingyu. Having decided that this older brother was suffering from eighth-grader syndrome, he was rather curious about how he planned to "prove" his "strength," so he nodded and agreed. "Sure, let me see it."

Hearing Luo Feng's answer, Lin Qingyu revealed a strange smile. "Good. Hold out your hand."

Luo Feng did not understand what Lin Qingyu intended to do, but driven by curiosity, he obediently held out his hand toward him.

Lin Qingyu grabbed Luo Feng's hand, and Mental Power surged.

A cone-shaped Mental Power Weapon made from countless blades swooped down from the clouds like an eagle pouncing on prey. Then Lin Qingyu directly pulled Luo Feng aboard the Mental Power Weapon and shot into the sky.

"Waaaaaaaah—"

"Hahahahahahaha—"

Screams and wild laughter mixed with the roar of breaking the sound barrier, spreading in every direction.

Although Lin Qingyu's Mental Power Weapon was not Tier 3, it could still be considered a top-tier Tier 2 weapon. Driven by Lin Qingyu's Mental Force, it could not only easily break the sound barrier, but also block the impact generated by supersonic flight.

Therefore, even though Luo Feng was not even Apprentice Tier 1 yet, Lin Qingyu could still take him flying and let him enjoy the exhilaration of supersonic cruising.

Of course, whether supersonic flight was exhilarating or terrifying for a twelve-year-old child was something only Luo Feng himself knew.

However, Luo Feng's adaptability was strong as well. After the initial fright passed, he gradually adjusted to being carried through the sky at high speed by Lin Qingyu.

Luo Feng watched the clouds rushing toward him, the vast land flashing by beneath him, and listened to the howling wind by his ears. Suddenly, he felt incomparably carefree.

He was beginning to like this feeling of soaring freely.

"Ordinary War Gods don't even have the ability to fly, but I can easily take someone on a supersonic cruise. So? I'm impressive, right?" Lin Qingyu boasted while holding onto Luo Feng.

"Mm! Impressive, impressive! Brother Lin, you're really amazing." Luo Feng answered repeatedly.

Although Lin Qingyu's image was indeed somewhat different from the "master" or "powerful expert" Luo Feng had imagined, what mattered for an expert was not outward appearance, but their own strength.

In Luo Feng's understanding, even War Gods could not fly freely through the sky.

Since Lin Qingyu could accomplish something even War Gods could not, he was naturally an expert far beyond Luo Feng's imagination.

Thinking that such an expert had actually praised him for having the potential to become strong, and had even intended to take him as a disciple, Luo Feng's heart began to pound violently!

Though he was only twelve, he could understand that this experience might be the opportunity that changed his entire life!

Lin Qingyu also saw that Luo Feng was moved, so he directly brought him down to the ground and set him down.

"Now you understand, right?" Lin Qingyu looked at Luo Feng. "I wasn't lying to you. On Earth, I already count as one of the experts standing at the peak."

"Mm, mm, mm. I judged you by appearances. I'm sorry." Luo Feng immediately apologized honestly.

"So, do you think I'm qualified to be your teacher now?" Lin Qingyu smiled at Luo Feng.

"Yes, yes, of course!" Luo Feng nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Before this opportunity to change his fate, he was more nervous and excited than ever. He did not even notice that his heartbeat was continuing to speed up.

"Very good, then... hm?" Before Lin Qingyu could finish speaking, he suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong with Luo Feng.

"Ugh! Ah!"

Luo Feng suddenly let out a pained cry. He clutched his heart with both hands, veins bulging across his forehead as blood began flowing from the corners of his eyes and nose. The muscles all over his body spasmed, and he could not even remain standing.

"Damn it, he actually awakened from the stimulation." Lin Qingyu was startled as well, but as someone comparable to the Planetary level, his movements were not slow in the slightest.

He directly picked up Luo Feng and flew toward his residence. Luo Feng was only twelve this year, and awakening Mental Power now meant his physical constitution might not be able to withstand it.

Fortunately, Lin Qingyu had brought medicine made from Nine-Leaf Spirit Grass when he came out to hunt this time. It was currently at his residence, so it could treat the problem directly.