"Of course I will!"

Hai Wei's eyes were wide open, and she glared at him through gritted teeth, with an expression of wanting to kill, but with that pretty face of crying flowers, it didn't look lethal.

"That...... Eyeliner is gone. Evan kindly reminded.

"What!?"

Immediately distracted, she took out her vanity mirror and examined her face as she began to redraw her eyeliner.

After the female receptionist made up her makeup, most of her anger had been vented, and Evan apologized again and again with great sincerity, and finally threw the unhappiness in her heart out of the clouds - after all, he is the king of a country, or a rare beautiful boy, and it is understandable to be domineering and domineering.

Under the aura of the emperor of the ancient country, Hai Wei has automatically replaced the image of Evan at this time in her eyes with an ignorant and domineering president. It is worth noting that this kind of operation has relatively high requirements for appearance, and if it is replaced by an ugly ratio, it is probably an unreasonable mental retardation.

"All in all, it's a good thing that you're able to get through the secret door this way. At least don't let me worry about it, I'll forgive you this time, but if there is a next time, even if you are the emperor of a foreign land, I will not compromise. ”

After the anger dissipated, Haiwei regained her shrewd and capable temperament, and reprimanded like a stern big sister.

"Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare anymore. ”

Ivan, who had achieved his goal, showed a submissive expression.

"The next level is the telekinesis test. ”

Hai Wei frowned beautifully, looked at the central school building with beautiful eyes, and said with some concern: "After what happened before, Russell must be fully prepared and will not let you have a chance to cheat again." ”

"Have you forgotten what I said?"

Evan looked into the distance with her gaze, his short black hair as pure as lacquer crossed his eyes, and his pupils reflected the light of the morning sun:

"I'm a little sick with my body, but I don't have any problems with my mind. ”

......

The central school building stands majestically at the end of the avenue, its glorious spire piercing the night sky, like a forest of straight guns and spears.

In front of the school building is a white marble plaza that sits on a cascade of stone steps, surrounded by square cones of stone pillars that are as sharp as swords. The sculptures around the plaza are surreal, with alien monsters, bewitching beauties, trees, strains, dangling doors, and giant swords scattered down the staircase, giving them a strong visual impact with exaggerated lines and corners.

In this silent atmosphere, in the oblique rays of the sun, Weimar's figure is as hard as iron, and the sculptures on the four sides of the staircase appear to be his loyal supporters.

"This time, I will be your examiner, there will be no chance to cheat, if you don't want to get hurt, go back obediently." Staring at the teenager who was climbing the stairs, the reviewer said aloud.

"How can the rational use of resources be called fraud?"

Evan stepped over the stone stairs behind him, stepped on the stone slab in the square, and looked at him face to face: "You have the final say on the rules of the telekinesis test, and now that I am a person, if I pass the assessment, I will not declare it invalid, right?"

"The idea of Pure Shield is absolute justice. ”

Weimar raised his head proudly, his eyes shone sharply, and his voice contained explosive power: "If you can pass my test, you will immediately become a part of the academy, there is nothing to question!"

As he spoke, the light of his pupils condensed, flowing with flame-like light, like a mirror reflecting fire.

The slate floor shook slightly, and the layer of dust on the surface was actually suspended smoothly, like a misty plush carpet, which slowly rose straight up as Weimar's gaze shifted.

When it climbed to a height of about five meters, it suddenly curled up like crumpled paper, quickly condensed into a fist-sized stone, and fell on the stone slab with a 'click'.

"How?"

The light in Weimar's pupils dissipated, a confident smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at each other critically:

"As long as you can simulate the telekinesis exercise I just had, even if you pass the assessment, you don't have to be exactly the same, it's too difficult for someone your age. Just imitate seven or eight points to prove that you have what it takes to be a mechanic. ”

"Will you be able to pass the test?"

Evan looked at him in a daze, feeling like a punch with enough strength to hit him directly.

"What do you mean—so you can!?"

Weimar's eyes widened sharply, and the green tendons on both temples jumped up, and he scolded angrily:

"This is an operation that can only be achieved by second-level spiritual power! Control and strength are indispensable, and finally pinching into stones requires super precision. You're not big, but you don't have a small mouth!"

"Level 2 Spiritual Power ......"

Evan bowed his head slightly, then narrowed his eyes, purple thunder and lightning overflowed from the depths of his pupils, as if they were two thunderclouds brewing in a storm.

Buzz——!

In an instant, the void shook violently, and it seemed that the stone slab ground of the entire square was trembling, with his body as the center, a flat heavy pressure field was instantly formed within a radius of hundreds of meters. The stone chips on the ground, along with the fine dust floating in the air, all rose up at this moment, suspended above the two of them, and squeezed into a thin layer of 'ceiling'.

“......”

Weimar watched the scene dumbfounded, his eyes almost jumping out of his sockets, and a few syllables popped out of his mouth with difficulty:

"Level 2 Peak...... It's actually a second-level pinnacle......"

“......”

Ivan stared slightly, and the ceiling suddenly rippled like the surface of the water, swirling and shrinking inward, quickly condensing into a boulder and slamming heavily on the floor.

Puff ——!

The boulder slammed against the stone slab with a heavy sound, as if it had also hit Weimar's heart, causing his face to turn slightly pale and he gasped, but he never spit it out.

"In that case, am I qualified?" he asked politely, reining in his thoughts.

This level of telekinesis is really nothing to Evan.

The Holy Book of the Underworld itself is biased towards the spiritual side, and the increase in mental power at the same stage is much stronger than that of the Sun Sutra. Just before destroying the dreadbeast 'Fire Dragon' and cultivating the Demon Dao of the Underworld to the peak of the second stage, his telekinesis was already capable of launching a super-large radiation impact, and the thousands of demon hunters who were oppressed by his full force could not get up.

Now this little scene is just a drizzle at best.

......

"It's actually a second-level peak spiritual power!"

In the central school building, Russell stood up in surprise and looked at the stereoscopic image of Evan, his face full of shock that could not be concealed:

"The information shows that this little emperor is only about fifteen years old, and his talent is rare in the entire federation. No wonder the government attaches so much importance to the royal family of Menes, whose bloodline has been passed down for thousands of years...... Is it really the blood of gold!?"