Jiang Fan couldn't wait to take out the Psychic Fruit and swallow it.
The next second, he felt a powerful surge of Psychic Power filling his mind.
Unlike the first time he forcibly enhanced his Psychic Power, this time he didn't feel any swelling or pain.
It was as if this sudden surge in Psychic Power had always been one's own; there was no need to consciously adapt, it was just so natural.
Huh? The Crazy Old Man suddenly perked up and looked sharply at Jiang Fan.
What did this kid do? Why does his Psychic Power suddenly seem to have surged?
Jiang Fan was still immersed in joy and did not notice that the Crazy Old Man was observing him.
He stared at the Psychic Power on the panel. After eating the Psychic Fruit, his Psychic Power doubled, from 3130P to 6260P.
Based on this value, the spatial dimension he can control should be around 626 meters, which is roughly enough to cover a short street.
If he goes to a wilderness area in the future, he can detect all the dangers within a space of more than 600 meters and avoid them in advance, which will greatly reduce the risk.
This skill would be incredibly overpowered in the wilderness.
No wonder Spirit Master are so sought after; whenever Spirit Master is born, they are inevitably snapped up by various forces.
Having such a skill is practically like having a cheat code.
Just then, the magnified face of the Crazy Old Man suddenly appeared before them.
In an instant, Jiang Fan fell silent.
What are you doing?
"Shouldn't I be asking you that? What did you just do? I feel like your Psychic Power has suddenly increased dramatically."
Hearing the Crazy Old Man ask that question, Jiang Fan's heart skipped a beat.
For a moment, he didn't know how to respond.
The Crazy Old Man kept staring at Jiang Fan, and finally he waved his hand.
"Alright, I won't force you if you don't want to tell me. Everyone has their own opportunities and chances. But I'll say it again: your strength is still very low. You must understand the saying 'the tallest tree in the forest catches the most wind.' For now, try not to reveal that you're Spirit Master. If you ever encounter something you can't handle, you can come to me."
Jiang Fan thought for a moment and said, "Why are you so good to me? You gave me expensive weighted rings and made such promises. All I did was cook for you and clean the house. It's so unfair to you."
The Crazy Old Man grinned, "Fair? I never care about fairness in my actions, because there's no such thing as absolute fairness and justice in this world. I only act according to my own whims; I do what I'm happy to do, and if I'm not, even the King of Heaven can't stop me."
In an instant, the image of the Crazy Old Man became lofty and noble in Jiang Fan's mind.
Who wouldn't want to say such carefree and unrestrained words? However, in this day and age, it requires absolute capital and strength to achieve that.
He also hopes that in the future, he can be like the Crazy Old Man, who, after gaining absolute power, no longer needs to hide anything and can live as freely as he wants.
on Monday.
The morning consisted of academic classes, and in the afternoon, Jiang Fan and the students from the special training class went to Gymnasium No. 2.
Wei Cangyue looked at everyone and said, "We're not Plow Mountain today."
Hearing this, the students wanted to cry; finally, they wouldn't have to continue the tedious mountain climbing.
"Today's training consists of two parts. I'll start with the first: you'll pair up and practice freely to gain real combat experience. Don't end up just having all that internal energy and not even knowing how to throw a punch."
This training program greatly interested everyone, and they quickly began forming their own teams.
" Lan Shengxue," Wei Cangyue called out, "You'll train with me."
"Okay." Lan Shengxue nodded.
This scene instantly drew the attention of everyone present, their gazes filled with a bittersweet feeling.
However, there was nothing they could do about it; none of them could match Lan Shengxue's sparring partner.
Wei Qi walked up to Jiang Fan and asked, " Jiang Fan, do you dare to spar with me?"
Jiang Fan glanced at Jiang Youtian not far away and said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid of ending up like Jiang Youtian, being beaten to your knees and calling me 'Dad'?"
" Jiang Fan! What nonsense are you spouting? When did I kneel down and call you father?" Jiang Youtian roared through gritted teeth.
Jiang Fan said calmly, "A defeated opponent like you is not worthy to speak to me."
" Jiang Fan, don't go too far! You—"
Jiang Youtian was interrupted by Jiang Fan before he could finish speaking.
"So you're saying you're not convinced? If you're not convinced, then shut up and let's have another fight."
As Jiang Fan spoke, he beckoned to Jiang Youtian with his finger.
Although Jiang Youtian wanted to kill Jiang Fan, he knew he was no match for Jiang Fan. If he acted impulsively and fought Jiang Fan, he would only be asking for trouble.
"I already have an opponent! Otherwise, I would definitely beat you to a pulp!"
Jiang Fan looked at the classmate standing next to Jiang Youtian, "I want to fight Jiang Youtian, you don't mind, right? Of course, if you mind, I can fight you first."
The students immediately stepped back, moving away from the scene of trouble.
Keep in mind that he was only at the Early-Stage Martial Apprentice, while Jiang Youtian, at the Middle-Stage Martial Apprentice, couldn't even withstand a single move from Jiang Fan. If he were to face Jiang Fan, wouldn't that be nothing short of masochism?
Jiang Fan looked at Jiang Youtian again, "You have no rivals now, come on."
Jiang Youtian "..."
Looking at Jiang Youtian standing there, Jiang Fan's lips curled into a mocking smile.
"Oh!"
Jiang Youtian was holding back! His face turned ashen, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. He clearly hated Jiang Fan to the core, but his feet remained firmly planted on the ground, refusing to move forward.
Jiang Fan's mocking smile became even more pronounced.
Jiang Youtian wished he could dig a hole and bury himself on the spot.
At that moment, Wei Qi's voice rang in Jiang Fan's ears.
" Jiang Fan, what kind of skill is it to bully Jiang Youtian? If you're so capable, come and have a go with me!"
Jiang Fan: "You're right. Bullying Jiang Youtian, who's Middle-Stage Martial Apprentice, really isn't much of a skill."
Jiang Youtian felt like he was about to vomit blood.
Wei Qi's eyes darted around. "You dare to bet with Jiang Youtian, then do you dare to bet with me?"
"Okay, how do you want to bet?" Jiang Fan asked.
Wei Qi glanced at Tong Shuyao, who had been drawn by the commotion, and raised his voice, "Whoever loses has to kneel down and call the other 'daddy,' then run naked around the stadium. So, do you dare or not?"
He thought that if Tong Shuyao saw Jiang Fan kneeling before her and running naked around the playground, she would definitely lose all interest in Jiang Fan and be disgusted.
"Okay." Jiang Fan agreed without hesitation.
Then he added, "If you lose later, you won't cheat like Jiang Youtian, will you?"
Wei Qi gave Jiang Youtian a disdainful look and said, "A real man keeps his word. Don't worry, even if I lose, I will never be like Jiang Youtian, breaking my promise!"