Superpowered Love Academy

"Don't move your hands."

"..."

"Huh? You? Hey!"

Chapter 95 Who is this stray dog?

After being taken advantage of a few times, Tu Mi obviously realized what was happening. She punched Zuo Le in the stomach and then pushed him away.

Zuo Le's behavior of playing the victim and shamelessly seeking sympathy is unacceptable.

Tu Mi always falls for the same tricks, every single one of them is the same.

You lied to me again!

Zuo Le clutched his stomach, pretending to be in a lot of pain, but Tu Mi was no longer going to pay attention to him.

Zuo Le could only smile and straighten up.

Zuo Le firmly grasped Tu Mi's small hand, and even when she tried to break free, Zuo Le wouldn't let go.

"I've made a breakthrough in my cultivation and I'd like to go out for a stroll. Want to come along?"

Tu Mi is also a bit of a homebody; she's not particularly enthusiastic about things like shopping, but Zuo Le brought it up, which made her want to go out.

However, he still seemed slightly conflicted for a moment:

"Row."

Zuo Le smiled, a flash of purple light passing through his pupils.

Tu Mi changed into the shirt and jeans she had bought before, which were almost identical to Zuo Le's outfit. When the two stood together, they looked quite like they were wearing matching outfits.

However, Tu Mi still wore a baseball cap and a mask to cover up, which made Zuo Le feel that it was a bit of a disappointment.

He remembered that Tuqi hadn't tried to hide anything, so he asked her one more question:

Why do you always wear a hat and mask?

"Many people know Tu Qi. If we don't keep it a secret, it will be troublesome to keep explaining." Tu Mi pouted.

"Just Tuqi? Don't they know you exist?"

“I was locked in the church since I was a child and never had a chance to go out.”

Looking at Tu Mi's indifferent expression, Zuo Le seemed to be deep in thought.

What she cared about was never being seen by others, but being treated as a substitute for Tuqi.

"Okay, I understand. Let's go."

Zuo Le reached out as if by accident, trying to take Tu Mi's hand, but Tu Mi nimbly dodged Zuo Le's claw.

She's been bullied by Zuo Le a lot these past few days, and she's learned to fight back.

"Why are you pulling and tugging at me while we're just taking a walk?"

Zuo Le seized an opportunity and nodded several times while staring at Tu Mi:

"Okay, okay, if we don't want to pull each other, then we'll just take a stroll."

Mirror Academy is not quiet on weekend afternoons.

When they passed by the Elemental Academy, a large number of students were gathered there, practicing their spiritual magic target shooting during their weekend break.

Boom!

A massive fireball exploded on the alloy target, sending shockwaves and heat waves surging forth. Even Zuo Le, twenty meters away, could feel the energy.

Outside the venue, there were quite a few first-year girls cheering.

They must be cheering for that last strike.

He looked in that direction and found that the caster was just a somewhat immature-looking boy.

He's very handsome, but he looks like a freshman.

However, the strength of the attack launched by the opponent was something even he had to admire:

"It's really popular, but its attack power is indeed exaggerated."

Tu Mi glanced at Zuo Le, giving him a look that said, "You're so ignorant."

"He is a spiritualist."

Zuo Le raised an eyebrow, retorting with a hint of dissatisfaction:

“A psychic is also a spirit master.”

When Zuo Le finished speaking, several classmates who were watching the spiritual masters cultivate couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.

His expression was as if he had heard something particularly humorous.

Even Tu Mi couldn't help but move two steps to the side, acting as if I wasn't familiar with Zuo Le.

Zuo Le was awkwardly stared at for a few seconds before she could only move to Tu Mi's side:

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

"They are noble fire spirit masters, don't try to scam me."

Upon hearing what Tu Mi said, Zuo Le simply opened her mouth.

He remembered that Zhuo Ken was also a fire spirit master, and a level 1 fire spirit master at that. He didn't even have a chance to make a move before he was killed by Zhuo Ken with a single strike, which was truly regrettable.

Moreover, as fellow Tier 1 transcendents, the pressure and threat he posed to himself were far less intense than Scarface's.

Zuo Le even had the feeling that elemental spirit masters were particularly easy to kill.

Why are Fire Spirit Masters held such a high status?

Tu Mi frowned as she looked at him, seemingly puzzled as to why Zuo Le, a third-year student, would ask such a brainless question.

"Wasn't it already quite obvious when we were beachcombing yesterday?"

"When you're out beachcombing?"

Zuo Le's mind flashed back to yesterday's battle.

Because last night my head was controlled by my little head, and my lust got the better of me, I neglected to do the usual post-battle debriefing.

Looking back now...

The battle with the Black Beast brought about a tremendous change in his understanding.

First, it made him realize the difference between humans and beasts.

He had heard Lu Chaoxi mention the difference between humans and beasts a few times before. Although Zuo Le had some understanding of this, it was not as intuitive as his own experience.

Because of his work and experience, he is very good at fighting people.

He was skilled in assassination and hand-to-hand combat.

But when facing beasts, let alone giant beasts, even slightly larger monsters like the six-legged black claw, his fighting style is quite poor.

A headshot with a small-caliber pistol can easily kill a level 1 Spirit Master.

But when it hits the black beast, it's like a mosquito bite.

Let's talk about short swords as a weapon.

His strike, infused with spiritual energy and plunged into the head, did not inflict a fatal wound on the black beast; instead, it jammed the sword hilt.

Its supposedly superior mobility and stealth make it look like a clown when fighting beasts.

After a moment's thought, Zuo Le directly summarized his problem:

"My attack power is insufficient."

Upon hearing this, Tu Mi patted him on the shoulder like a senior, and slightly corrected a sentence:

"It's not that the attack power is insufficient, it's that the destructive power is insufficient."

“Destructive power,” Zuo Le repeated.

Tu Mi pointed to the target that had just been hit by the fireball:

"A mature Tier 1 Fire Spirit Master possesses the destructive power to threaten a Tier 2 Black Beast."

Zuo Le has always had a strong understanding of combat attributes.

With a little explanation from Tu Mi, he was able to understand the difference.

Glass cannon!

Fireballs deal high damage, and explosions deal high damage.

Moreover, compared to traditional weapons, spirit masters do not need ammunition, equipment, or even much resources; they only need someone to protect them.

If our understanding remains stuck at the level of assassination and handguns, we may never be able to bridge the gap in destructive power in our lifetime.

He needs more powerful and destructive moves.

Whether it's physical skills or summoning, it's difficult to make up for the gap between him and an elemental spirit master in terms of destructive power.

Therefore, he needs the power of the void!

Seeing that Zuo Le was lost in thought with his head down, Tu Mi worried that he was discouraged by the setback and comforted him:

"Don't be discouraged. You were a good-for-nothing before, but I didn't look down on you."

"You wild dog, how dare you talk to me like that?"

"whispering sound!"

After leaving the Elemental Academy, the two strolled slowly along the gravel path behind the library.

Tu Mi would occasionally stop in front of the crooked tree by the gravel road, reach out and touch the flowers on it, but not pick them.

Zuo Le stared at this scene, slightly lost in thought.

She's so beautiful!

He wished he had a cell phone or a camera.

What a beautiful moment...

"What are you leering about? Come on!"

When Tu Mi spoke, Zuo Le could only cover his eyes and sigh silently, lamenting the beautiful scene that had just unfolded.

She would be so cute if she were mute.

Before they knew it, the two had wandered into the training grounds of the martial arts academy.

Just like last time, the training atmosphere here is much stronger than in other departments.

The boys and girls on the training field were all brimming with youthful energy.

The flowers bloomed silently as they moved forward, but Zuo Le couldn't help but stop at the sidelines and gaze at the spring scenery.

Until a strong gust of wind swept by, lifting the girls' skirts and clothes, enveloping their young bodies.

The male spectators on the sidelines raised their eyebrows and simultaneously made an 'o' shape with their mouths.

Because at this moment, the wind finally took shape.

Aww!

Tu Mi, who had returned at some unknown time, stood quietly behind Zuo Le:

Is it pretty?

"Heh, I'm just learning martial arts techniques from the Martial Arts Academy."

Zuo Le had a very serious expression, while rubbing the flesh on her waist that had been rotated.

Hehe, it doesn't hurt.

Zuo Le, who was about to look away, suddenly stopped.

On the north side of the training field, against the wall, seven or eight people were gathered, practicing sparring with each other.

Zuo Le spotted a familiar short-haired figure among the group.

She was wearing a gray training uniform, her back to Zuo Le, her shoulders slightly hunched, sparring with a boy who was significantly taller than her.