If this continues, let alone attack, Ling Fan can't even stand still. In desperation, Ling Fan had no choice but to let go of the hand that grabbed the aura group. Then he could only change his strategy, Ling Fan controlled the compressed aura mass wrapped around his fingers, and the aura mass kept trembling slightly after it was put on Ling Fan's fingers.

Ling Fan tried to touch the trunk with his fingers. The trunk of the tree was easily cut out. Although the appearance of the aura mass covering the body is not very good-looking, it seems that the slight tremor of the aura mass has strengthened the power a lot. And that's just the power of a finger being wrapped, if the entire fist is covered with aura......

Thinking of this, Ling Fan tried to wrap all the aura masses he could control around his fingers and fists, and at this moment, Ling Fan's hands were like wearing a spiritual aura glove.

Slowly clenched his fist, and punched towards the trunk of the tree, just as the fist was about to hit the trunk, the aura mass on the fist trembled violently, and this punch slid violently past the trunk, and Ling Fan also fell to the ground, looking quite embarrassed.

Well, it's hard to cover the aura mass on the fist, but the accuracy of the attack can't be guaranteed. Ling Fan saw that there was a big stone next to him, this target was big enough, it should be no problem to hit it.

Raise your fist again and strike it towards the center of the stone. Boom, this punch hit the stone, but the position that deviated was much worse than the position Ling Fan expected. The right side of the stone was shattered, and looking at this destructive power, Ling Fan believed that even the Spirit Protector might not be able to catch this punch.

Having said that, the premise is that Ling Fan must be able to hit the enemy accurately. Because Ling Fan didn't mean where to hit now, but where to hit even he didn't know. If you don't hit, it doesn't make any sense.

The speed and power are there, but the accuracy of the fists is not a little worse. Ling Fan could only swing punch after punch, trying to find some patterns. However, there are some slight differences in the speed and power of each punch, causing the position of the fist attack to change every time.

Ling Fan shook his head helplessly, it was impossible to find the pattern in a short period of time. Now what Ling Fan has to practice is the speed and power of his punches, as long as he can control the speed and power of each punch to be the same, maybe he can find some rules.

In fact, what Ling Fan didn't think was that his current appearance was even more terrifying, even a person with professional combat training would have a little headache when facing an opponent like Ling Fan. After all, the power of Ling Fan's fist should not be underestimated, but the position of the punch attack is not predictable at all, this is also the so-called random punch to kill the master, so once Ling Fan finds a pattern to follow, the opponent can also find the law.

Ling Fan kept practicing, the sun had gradually stepped overhead, and he didn't know how many punches he had made. However, Ling Fan still couldn't guarantee that every punch would be the same. Look at the time, it's been a long time since I came out, and it's time to go back to work in the library, and the practice can only be put aside for a while.

Wiping his sweat, Ling Fan returned to the library, there were a lot of people in the library at the moment, Jia Song was very busy, Ling Fan hurried over to help. While helping students who come to the library to borrow books to register, I also practice using my consciousness to check the strength of these students.

These students were all at the Spirit Guardian stage, most of them were Spirit Masters, and Ling Fan also found a few students with two Spirit Seas in their bodies. Ling Fan had been using his consciousness to probe everyone's strength, which also made Ling Fan discover that these Imperial Spirit Stage students had not found anything abnormal.

When Ling Fan's consciousness entered their bodies, they didn't blast Ling Fan's consciousness out of their bodies like Jia Song did, maybe they didn't notice that someone was watching them at all. That is to say, the stronger the person, the more difficult it is to detect, but these students with average strength are easy to detect.

In the blink of an eye, the people in the library left one by one, and Jia Song finally sat down to rest. Ling Fan hurriedly poured a glass of water for Jia Song, and Jia Song smiled slightly when he saw Ling Fan so sensible.

"How is it, this academy is not bad, right?" Jia Song thought that Ling Fan had gone to visit the academy.

"It's fine. Ling Fan replied hastily.

"Teacher Jia, can a cultivator guarantee that the speed and strength of each punch will be the same?" Before Jia Song could continue to speak, Ling Fan diverted the topic and asked the question he wanted to ask.

"Of course you can, cultivators are cultivating to manipulate aura, so they must be extremely precise in their control, but it is a little difficult for low-level cultivators. Jia Song replied suspiciously, he didn't know why Ling Fan always asked some strange questions.

"Is there any way that low-level cultivator can do this?" Ling Fan continued to ask.

Jia Song looked at Ling Fan and felt a little surprised, even some cultivators would not ask these questions, because the questions asked by Ling Fan were very tricky.

"It can be, there are props that specialize in assisting cultivation. Jason replied.

"Teacher Jia, where can I buy these props?" Ling Fan became excited.

"Wait a minute. Saying that, Jia Song left the library, and after a while Jia Song came back, holding a bracelet in his hand. "You put this on, and when you throw a punch, the speed and power are shown in numbers. “

Ling Fan took it and put it on his hand. "Teacher Jia, this ...... How much?" Ling Fan asked.

Jason smiled. "No need, how can you say that you are also a staff member of Sunset Academy, take it and use it, besides, few people can use this kind of props in the first place, and they are not worth much. “

Ling Fan could only thank Jia Song again, if he really asked for money, then he probably couldn't afford it, even if it was worthless, Ling Fan's pocket was dotted with dozens of dollars.

After Jia Song left at night, Ling Fan also left the library and came to the woods to continue practicing. "Roar ......" Ling Fan punched out, and the bracelet showed that the speed was 70 and the strength was 75.

"Ha ......" is another punch with a speed of 75 and a power of 80. Ling Fan practiced again and again, although he tried his best to control the speed and strength of his fists, but the values that appeared were different each time.

With such a simple punch practice, Ling Fan has been practicing for more than a month, and Ling Fan's injury is almost healed this month. With the physical recovery and Ling Fan's continuous hard practice, he made subtle adjustments again and again, and finally now the speed and strength of each punch are almost the same, with only a slight deviation.

It's been a month since he came to Sunset Academy in a blink of an eye, although Ling Fan didn't have to worry about food and lodging, but Sunset Academy didn't give Ling Fan any money, and Ling Fan still had the dozens of dollars in his pocket. In the past month, Ling Fan had read a lot of books, and his understanding of cultivation had become more profound, Ling Fan had seen more than a hundred kinds of props to assist in cultivation alone, as well as various spiritual weapons and spiritual materials that were helpful for cultivation, which opened Ling Fan's eyes.

It's no wonder that those big families were able to cultivate so many talents, and the co-authors were all piled up with money, and these gaps were not something that an ordinary cultivator could catch up with with his hard work.

For Ling Fan, let's not mention whether he can buy these props, just the clothes Ling Fan wears now, and he has no money to buy the necessities he needs. And Ling Fan is a very strong person, and always relying on Jia Song's help makes Ling Fan really embarrassed.

Since Sunset Academy didn't give Ling Fan money, the only way was to go to Sunset City to find something to do and earn some money to meet his daily needs.

Ling Fan told Jia Song about his idea of working, but Jia Song felt that Ling Fan didn't have to go out to work at his age, after all, Ling Fan didn't have much money, and he could afford it. But Ling Fan refused Jia Song's kindness, and Ling Fan repeatedly promised not to delay the daily work of the library, and Jia Song had no choice but to agree to Ling Fan.

With Jia Song's consent, Ling Fan came out of Sunset Academy. It's been a month since I came to Sunset City, and I just took the opportunity to look for a good job this time.

Sunset City was still as lively and prosperous as ever, and Ling Fan was turning aimlessly. He didn't know where to go to find some work, after all, Ling Fan was not familiar with this place, but Ling Fan was very smart. When I first came to Sunset City, I heard a lot of news at the small restaurant, and if I went anywhere, I should be able to get some useful information.

Thinking of this, Ling Fan found a small restaurant and asked for a bowl of noodles to eat. Taking advantage of the small restaurant when there were few people, Ling Fan called the shopkeeper over and asked carefully, but this time Ling Fan seemed to be unlucky, this shopkeeper was not as enthusiastic as the shopkeeper he had just met when he entered the city, and when he saw Ling Fan's outfit and only ordered a bowl of noodles, he seemed to be a little ignorant.

The shopkeeper's attitude towards Ling Fan also made Ling Fan have no choice, so he had to pay the face money and give the rest of the money in his pocket to the shopkeeper. After receiving the money, the shopkeeper talked to Ling Fan like a different person, and heard Ling Fan say that he wanted to find something to do, so the shopkeeper told Ling Fan that if he could, of course, he would go to the Dongfang family, a big family in Sunset City, to do things, compared with other places, the Dongfang family's work status is high and the treatment is good.

After listening to the shopkeeper's words, Ling Fan asked the way to Dongfang's house again, thinking that he could give it a try.

Coming out of the small restaurant, Ling Fan walked all the way towards Dongfang's house, and he was still far away from Dongfang's house, and he already saw a large courtyard, and there were many people guarding the door.

The Dongfang family is worthy of being a big family, if the Sunset Academy makes Ling Fan feel solemn, then the Dongfang family makes Ling Fan feel shocked. Ling Fan walked quickly to the door, and someone immediately stopped Ling Fan. Ling Fan explained his intention, and the person who guarded the door looked at Ling Fan's outfit with disdain.

"You wait here, let's go and say goodbye. "There are a lot of people who come to Dongfang to apply for handymen, but it's not up to them, the janitors, to say that there is a shortage of people.

Someone went to report, and after a while, the person who reported came out with an old man and introduced Ling Fan, it turned out that this was the housekeeper of the Dongfang family.

The old butler looked Ling Fan up and down, Ling Fan also looked at the old butler, and then a trace of Ling Fan's consciousness quietly entered the old butler's body.

It is worthy of being the housekeeper of a large family, and the four spiritual seas in his body are floating, if he is changed, he will definitely not guess that this one in front of him is actually in the stage of the spirit suppression. Ling Fan quickly retracted his consciousness after just checking it, for fear that the old housekeeper in front of him would find something.

The old housekeeper looked at Ling Fan for a while, but didn't find anything special about Ling Fan. Looking at Ling Fan's outfit again, he shook his head and said to Ling Fan, "The job here is not for you. He turned around and was about to go back. Watching the old housekeeper walk back, Ling Fan was also a little anxious, he urgently needed a job, and it seemed that he couldn't do anything without showing something.

"Wait a minute. Ling Fan shouted.

The old butler looked back at Ling Fan, only to see Ling Fan raise his hand and a spiritual qi mass appeared in his hand.

"This ......," the old butler rubbed his eyes and looked at Ling Fan in disbelief. He looked at Ling Fan carefully just now, but he didn't find any trace of aura on Ling Fan's body, but now that the person in front of him actually had an aura mass in his hand, there was only one reason, the old butler looked away.

"Come in. The old butler said to Ling Fan.

Ling Fan followed the old butler into Dongfang's house.

"Young man, what errand do you want?" asked the old butler as he walked.