Chapter 213 Tornado
"Oops!" After Zhou Miao's feet were controlled, her center of gravity began to become unstable due to inertia.
When she was about to fall to the ground and her classmates were worried about her, she bent her waist and steady herself.
"good!"
After stabilizing his body, Zhou Miao immediately used his mental power to cut off the mental power on his feet.
Zhou Miao's mental power is at S level, which was promoted this year, but there is still a big gap between him and Lan Ximeng.
During the past year and a half of contact, many people realized that Lan Ximeng's strength was much stronger than she showed.
Although no one knew why she wanted to hide it, everyone knew it.
After her feet were free, Zhou Miao also realized that the other party was releasing the fish into the sea, but she did not feel embarrassed.
He immediately activated his special powers and quickly ran around Lan Ximeng.
Lan Ximeng did not stop her. At the current speed, if she rushed over, she would definitely fall badly.
Zhou Miao's speed was so fast that people could hardly see her figure, leaving only a trail of afterimages.
The students in the audience didn't know what she was going to do, so they all started discussing it.
"Miao Miao, what is she going to do?"
"I don't know, maybe he wants to confuse Xi Meng?"
As Zhou Miao continued to run around Lan Ximeng, the air was stirred rapidly, forming a powerful air vortex. Not long after, a small tornado formed around Lan Ximeng.
"Wow, that's awesome! Come on, throw Lan Ximeng out!" The audience, who were watching the show, started to make a noise.
"How did Zhou Miao come up with this method? It's amazing."
"With this kind of wind, I would be blown away too." The strongest man in the class exerted force with both hands, revealing his perfect biceps.
Zhou Miao knew that she couldn't trap Lan Ximeng for long, but she still ran around Lan Ximeng, and the tornado became bigger and bigger because of her movements.
Standing in the center of the tornado, Lan Ximeng felt her body being pulled by the wind.
Zhou Miao has a good idea. This tornado was not directly caused by supernatural powers, but was a natural phenomenon caused by high-speed movement.
Therefore, her Nullification ability cannot directly counteract this tornado.
However, Lan Ximeng did not find it difficult and opened her hands.
Her mental power spread out rapidly like an invisible ripple, colliding with the rotating airflow of the tornado.
The tornado's rotation speed gradually slowed down, and the originally violent airflow became weaker and weaker under the suppression of Lan Ximeng's mental power.
The sound of the wind around also changed from the initial whistling to a faint whimper.
Finally, under the control of Lan Ximeng's powerful mental power, the tornado completely stopped rotating and the air returned to calm.
Zhou Miao stopped and looked at everything in front of her in surprise. She knew that the tornado she created would not be able to trap Lan Ximeng for long, but she did not expect that she could actually stop the tornado directly with her mental power!
Lan Ximeng smiled slightly and said softly: "The speed is good and the idea is also good." But you met me.
The next moment, Zhou Miao was pushed off the arena by an invisible force.
"The game is over, next group."
Yanwu wrote Zhou Miao's performance in his little notebook and found another capable and thoughtful student.
The speed ability is basically a common ability, but I didn't expect Zhou Miao to be able to develop such a powerful move from it.
If she was facing someone with the same mental power level as her, she might not have lost, but unfortunately she met Lan Ximeng.
But only Lan Ximeng would allow her to prepare for so long.
The competition continued, and the next two people in the group continued to compete in mental strength.
After each group competition, the course was completed.
"Who just said that if you can hold on for 10 seconds, you can treat me to a meal? I did it, and it's time for you to come out and fulfill your promise!" Zhou Miaoke was the one who shouted the most cheerfully before going on stage.
The crowd that had gathered together suddenly dispersed with a "swish", leaving Hu Hansan standing alone in the middle, confused.
"I knew it was you. You said you would treat me to a meal. I want to eat spicy hot pot, the deluxe version!" Zhou Miao came in front of Hu Hansan and looked down at him.
Hu Hansan looked left and right, and the person he was looking at looked left and right, but didn't look at him.
Abandoned, Hu Hansan said dejectedly, "Okay."
When others saw Hu Hansan like this, they all laughed.
Yanwu, who was walking in front, also laughed softly. Students are still the best, they are carefree.
After having lunch with her classmates, Lan Ximeng returned to the dormitory.
There is only one week left in December and there is still a lot to prepare.
"Tomorrow is Wednesday, so there should be a general meeting, right?"
Lan Ximeng is now considering whether to buy a mecha, but after what happened last time, she is a little traumatized.
Lan Ximeng: Brother, I want a mecha. The mecha design you showed me the other day was pretty good.
Lan Yuncheng: ...
Although she didn't get a reply, Lan Ximeng felt that her mecha was about to arrive.
Time quickly came to Wednesday afternoon.
Lan Ximeng once again came to the square where the last opening ceremony was held. The bigger the school, the better. Every time a general meeting is held, the school can be bathed in the sun.
It's really good.
She once again hid behind a tall classmate with a few other girls to avoid the direct sunlight.
"Hey, why can't it be carried out indoors? There's a radio in the classroom." Zhu Lai didn't want to be exposed to the sun. Every time she lay in the medical cabin, people said her skin was bad.
Zhou Miao was not sure either, "Maybe it feels better this way?"
"Who knows?"
Soon, the school leaders arrived one after another.
"Dear students, I believe you all know what you will face next month, so I won't say anything else." The school leader looked at the students below kindly with his back to the sun.
"We will take the students to the destination of this final exam, the planet Laka, on November 29, which is Friday afternoon."
"Your assessment may involve hunting mutant animals, or collecting medicinal herbs, minerals, etc."
"Those of you who have been following the news should know that there is a pirate gathering place near the planet Rakka."
Students who did not know the news spoke out and expressed their concerns about the assessment.
As if aware of the students' concerns, the school leader on the stage continued, "Don't worry, everyone. Rakka was originally a gathering place for pirates. The fact that we have taken it back means that those pirates are no longer a force to be reckoned with."
"Those who remain are the ones who are still alive. With your abilities, you can team up to deal with them."
"Also, you will have a teacher accompanying you on your missions..."
The plenary session lasted two hours before it ended, and in total there were only a few words.
1. Heading to the planet Laka next Friday.
2. Team assessment, assessment tasks depend on your luck.
3. Safety is guaranteed.
I don't know how the matter Lan Yuncheng mentioned before has been handled, I hope it won't be exposed later.
Lan Ximeng has classes in the evening, so she can only use the rest of the time to deal with company matters.
From August 8th to now, the number of employees in the company has inadvertently reached the 80th mark.
The company started out with just "Candy Crush", but now has 6 games of all sizes.
The copyright of "Battlefield of Glory" was transferred to the company at the beginning of this month.
The remaining two games were projects applied for by employees themselves and developed after Lan Ximeng approved them.
Those two games are very much in line with the tastes of StarCraft players, but their revenue is still not as much as the previous games.
Lan Ximeng hasn't been to the company for several days, and the documents on the desk are piled up again.
"It's killing me!"
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