Jiang Fan looked at the leaves floating in the air like stairs, nodded in satisfaction, then channeled his Psychic Power to his feet to envelop and support his body. Immediately, his pupils sharpened, he mustered his strength and leaped up, his toes landing on the leaves.
It's done?!
Jiang Fan was overjoyed.
However, in the blink of an eye, his foot slipped and he fell from above, crashing to the ground.
"Hiss--"
Jiang Fan rubbed his backside as he got up from the ground, looking at the few leaves that had fallen at his feet, and a sense of melancholy washed over him.
"Why not? Is it because the leaf is too light? Or am I being too naive, thinking I can fly by stepping on a leaf?"
Oh, right!
Jiang Fan removed the weight rings from his ankles. These were F-grade alloy weight rings given to him by the Crazy Old Man. Leaves wouldn't work, but these might.
He is never the type to procrastinate; once he has an idea, he will definitely put it into action.
He then threw out the F-grade alloy load-bearing ring, which hovered in the air.
Then, repeating the previous steps, he enveloped his feet with his Psychic Power, leaped up, and stepped onto the F-level weight ring.
He stepped in the poop, but his body was a little unsteady at first. After a couple of seconds of adjustment, he was able to stand upright on the weighted rings.
It's really done!
All that's left is to try flying.
Jiang Fan took a deep breath, focused his attention, and looked up ahead with a determined gaze.
fly!
The next second, he and the F-grade alloy weight ring beneath his feet were sent flying with a "whoosh!"
"Eh? Eh eh eh--"
Stay calm, stay calm.
"Clatter!" The Crazy Old Man dropped the wine jug from his hand, staring dumbfounded at the scene, his eyes and jaw practically popping out.
So... this makes me Intermediate Psychic?
When did this happen?
He remembered that when Jiang Fan was tested last time, although his Psychic Power was strong, he still needed a long period of cultivation to advance to become Intermediate Psychic.
At this moment, Jiang Fan was flying in the air on an F-grade alloy weight ring. Although his flight height was limited and his movements were clumsy, it was a sight to behold that made people laugh and cry.
But he really can't laugh at all right now.
It took the Crazy Old Man a long time to come to his senses.
He swallowed hard, then blurted out a phrase from the national essence.
"Damn! This kid is a monster! A prodigy!"
Looking at Jiang Fan, who was standing on the F-grade alloy weight rings, the image of Nezha riding on his Wind Fire Wheels flashed through the Crazy Old Man's mind.
You know what, they really do look quite alike.
After getting used to it for a while, Jiang Fan was finally able to fly steadily in the air.
He first circled around Plow Mountain, then his gaze fell on the brightly lit and bustling Ancheng. Immediately, the weighted ring beneath his feet flew over there at his will.
Sometimes hovering above the city, sometimes darting between towering buildings like Spider-Man, he excitedly conquers obstacles like jumping over hurdles in a video game, facing various billboards and trees as if he were doing so.
With each acceleration, darting, and leap, Jiang Fan became thoroughly proficient in aerial flight.
This feeling is absolutely amazing!
Jiang Fan was so excited that he really wanted to let out a few hearty shouts like Tarzan.
However, considering his current location, he ultimately suppressed his impulse.
This is in Ancheng, not in the jungle where Tarzan is located.
If he dared to howl here right now, he guaranteed he'd be on the front page of every major news outlet tomorrow.
"Huh?" Wei Qi was having a late-night snack in the food street, suddenly looked up.
His companion asked in confusion, " Wei Qi, what's wrong? What are you looking at?"
Wei Qi frowned, staring intently at the night sky.
"Did you guys see someone fly overhead just now?"
His companion was taken aback at first, then burst out laughing.
"Are you hallucinating? Someone flying overhead? Don't you know that only Martial Artist who have reached the Eighth Rank can fly? Do you think an Eighth Rank grandmaster would have nothing better to do than come to this tiny place like Ancheng and fly over your head?"
Wei Qi thought for a moment, "Besides Eighth-Rank Grandmaster, is there no other possibility?"
"Uh..." His companion was even more speechless.
"You mean, Spirit Master? And at least Intermediate Psychic? Do you think that's possible?"
"That's true." Wei Qi said that even if he were beaten to death, he would never believe that a national treasure-level Spirit Master, especially Spirit Master, would be flying around in the skies above their Ancheng.
"Alright, it's probably just hallucinations caused by the stress of the upcoming martial arts exam. Let's finish our skewers and you should go back and rest early," his companion said.
Wei Qi nodded without giving his companion's opinion a second thought. "You're right. It must be because I'm under too much mental stress."
Jiang Fan was unaware of this little incident. After lingering in Ancheng for a while, he returned to Plow Mountain and the cemetery.
He planned to get the E-grade alloy weight ring from the Crazy Old Man. He had previously used an F-grade weight ring for flying, and he was wondering if it would feel even better to use an E-grade weight ring.
Perhaps it can not only fly faster, but also fly more steadily.
Moreover, imagine if he were traversing the Inner Wilderness Zone E-grade alloy weight rings and encountered a flying monster, he could simply kick the weight rings off his feet and smash them into the monster; the impact would be incredibly powerful.
"You've arrived?" The Crazy Old Man said calmly as Jiang Fan walked in.
"Hmm." As soon as Jiang Fan entered the room, his gaze was fixed on the long wooden box under the bed.
"I'm here to pick up the Grade E alloy load rings."
The Crazy Old Man took a sip of his drink and continued calmly, "You've become Martial Artist?"
Jiang Fan wasn't surprised at all by the Crazy Old Man's question. He had made quite a commotion when he broke through to the Martial Artist realm at Plow Mountain, and he naturally knew whether the Crazy Old Man had passed out drunk.
"Yes, I just broke through to the Late-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist."
"Not bad. Although you're still a bit behind me back then, there are always differences between people. It's already quite impressive that you've broken through to the Late-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist so quickly."
Actually, the Crazy Old Man was being a bit dishonest. In less than two months, he had gone from just reaching the Early-Stage Martial Apprentice apprenticeship to becoming Late-Stage First-Rank Martial Artist. If this got out, it would definitely cause a sensation throughout Huaxia!
"There's nothing to brag about, so let's not talk about it to others yet."
"I know that." Jiang Fan had no intention of revealing his strength.
"Hmm, good to know. I told you before, 'The tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind.' In less than two months, you've advanced so much. You must have encountered some incredible opportunity, right?" The Crazy Old Man narrowed his sharp eyes at Jiang Fan.
Upon meeting the gaze that shot towards him from the Crazy Old Man, Jiang Fan was immediately jolted!