I was still late. When Yang Hao rushed to school, he had already started class. Yang Hao saw Yang SIR, the instructor who was standing on the forum, and his scalp was numb.

Among all the teachers, Yang Hao is probably the one who is most afraid of Blue SIR. This teacher who looks gentle with glasses actually has the best Force and is also an expert at the level of a matter-control expert. The most terrifying thing is that Blue SIR never shows mercy to students who don’t like them.

Yang Hao is one of the students Lan SIR’s favorites, because since Yang Hao entered the school, he has been learning the art of physical control in a mess. He still can’t control a feather and he will always be in the junior class.

Sure enough, when Yang Hao tried to sneak into the classroom from the corner of the wall, a teaching stick accurately hit the back of his head and kept whipping out of thin air.

"Late! Late again!!!" Lan SIR put his hands on the gesture of controlling objects, allowing his coaching stick to change directions constantly, and beat Yang Hao all the way until he sat down.

"How many times have I told you that matter-control is the most important course in the academy. If you can't even learn this basic technique well, you will have to be a handyman from now on." Lan SIR looked disappointed and said, but Yang Hao, who had just sat firmly, made another "bang" sound.

The smoke and dust scattered everywhere, Yang Hao's head and face were covered with a lot of paper scraps, and he was so embarrassed that he was holding a broken textbook in his hand. It seemed that it had been transformed and turned into a burst textbook.

The whole classroom burst into laughter, and Yang Hao glared at the people around him. Here, the only person who has the ability to change the textbooks into bombs was his deskmate Amanda. This guy was born in a technological family and was good at learning but not learning. He insisted on learning engineering that few people learned. Nowadays, girls are not too late to learn makeup and fashion, so who would have trouble fiddling with her like this?

Amanda was wearing only a short strapless and hot jeans, and the desktop was filled with small automatic robots. These robots were super unfriendly to Yang Hao. They started to use the pliers on their hands and demonstrated to Yang Hao, as if telling him not to be detrimental to his master.

In fact, no matter how brave Yang Hao is, he will not dare to mess with Amanda. This is the craziest woman in the universe. If she annoys her, she will definitely be transformed into a synthetic product of humans and machines by her in the middle of the night.

Unfortunately, Yang Hao let Amanda go, but Blue SIR didn't let him go. It was already angering that he was late, but now he is still doing bombs, which makes Blue SIR furious.

"Yang Hao! Do you want to play until you leave school?" Lan SIR saw this guy to death and couldn't survive in school anymore.

Yang Hao raised his hand obediently: "Report SIR, I don't want to leave school."

"You failed the four basic skills, so it would be difficult to stay here." Blue SIR's fingers moved, and the teaching stick flew out of thin air on his head, showing amazing ability to control things. "If you can't drive the feathers in front of you today, I will write a report immediately and let the principal fire you."

"today?"

Yang Hao looked at Amanda next to him and handed over a feather.

Oh my God, what kind of material is this feather? The ones on other people's tables are all furry pieces that are as thick as fingers. However, Amanda handed over them and was obviously modified. They are as big as Yang Hao's palms. All the backbones and feathers are replaced by wire. You can tell at a glance that Amanda is teasing him.

But what’s hateful is that Blue SIR pretends not to see it: “Well, okay, you can control this feather now and fly to at least ten centimeters high.”

"Me?" Yang Hao was speechless. Even if he was an intermediate-level object control technique, he might not be able to lift this thing out of thin air, let alone a person who failed the primary-level object control technique.

But at this point, Yang Hao was obviously unable to help. Lan SIR had already opened the terminal book and was ready to write a report to the principal at any time.

"Little idiot, do you want to play, what are you afraid of?" Hunyuanzi didn't know where he got out, and suddenly said something came out in Yang Hao's ear.

"But I can't do it at all." Yang Hao murmured to his stomach.

"You think that the pill was fake yesterday, and it stumped you didn't feel hot all over your body?"

Yang Hao shook his stomach and felt it. Sure enough, from the dantian, there seemed to be a trace of warm current flowing along his body. This warm current was completely different from the severe pain yesterday, and it was the super comfortable type.

"Yes, so what? Don't tell me, the poison of the aphrodisiac has not been cured yet."

"Little idiot, this is already turning the medicinal properties of aphrodisiac into true qi, so that you can have more powerful power than others, so you can jump high and run fast, and you can make a piece of feather fly to calculate what."

"Really?" Yang Hao was half-believing and half-doubted. He focused on the iron feather and shouted with all his strength: "Hi!!!"

The gesture of controlling objects was made, and it was indeed full of momentum. The whole classroom was silent, and everyone was staring at it in amazement.

He watched Yang Hao scream at the iron feather, but no matter how hard he tried, the feather seemed to be asleep and had no intention of moving at all.

"No!" Yang Hao was anxious and sweating profusely, asking Hunyuanzi for help.

Before Hunyuanzi could speak, Lan SIR's teaching stick arrived again: "What are you doing? You don't even know how to use the Force. Can just make gestures be considered a matter-control technique?"

Yang Hao was hit by Feitian Talent. Although it was very painful, he finally found out what was his problem. The foundation of all basic techniques is based on the Force, so when using the control technique to control objects, the first thing to do is to emit the Force.

Yang Hao just had the posture and did not send the force, so of course it was impossible to drive the feathers.

After figuring this level, Yang Hao's confidence rose again. He crossed his hands, pointed his fingers upwards, and pointed his force in his body vigorously: "Fly!!!"

With Yang Hao's roar, the iron feathers that were absolutely impossible to fly up had a whizzing sound, and they rushed up like a rocket. Everyone just saw a black shadow slashing up the sky, and no trace of the feathers were found. Only on the top of the classroom was a small hole, revealing the blue sky outside.

It looks like...it's like Yang Hao driving the feathers and drilling through the ceiling.

Lan SIR looked at the top of the classroom in disbelief. The small hole was like a proof, telling him that yes, that scene just now did happen.

Not to mention that it was someone else, even Yang Hao himself couldn't believe that he knew himself the most. It was difficult to even raise a normal white feather, but how could he be strong now to launch a rocket?

I heard that even the shuttle can be controlled as a whole by practicing the matter control technique to the level of advanced or above. Are you almost getting closer to this level?

"Not bad, not bad." Hunyuanzi was also very proud, "I am worthy of being my apprentice. I have such skills before I even learned it."

"Hey! Why is this? What is the true qi you just mentioned? What is it?" Yang Hao asked impatiently.

"True Qi is true Qi. I don't even know this. I'm too ignorant." Hunyuanzi yawned, "I'll make up for it again. The hot girl next to you seems to be interested in you."

"What a big deal! Don't sleep, tell me?" Yang Hao was thirsty for knowledge, but Hunyuanzi ignored him anymore.
Chapter completed!