1862: C1862 Blue

C1862 Blue

Qin Ming had always felt that moving slightly lacked something, but he felt that this kind of confrontation was not very reasonable.

Closing his eyes, Qin Ming sat down cross-legged and thought carefully.

"This kind of resistance is impossible to completely get rid of. I can only find a way to reduce this kind of force."

"What method..."

"Perhaps it also has a type of charm. "

Unconsciously, Qin Ming felt that the slight movement was missing a charm, just like the black shadow in the space, that kind of mysterious charm.

After resting, Qin Ming's body had completely recovered. He stood up and started to move again.

In the room, Qin Ming, who was flying at a constant speed, suddenly accelerated, but then suddenly stopped. His body moved sideways, and with the sound of the wind, when he was about to hit the wall, he stopped by a hair's breadth.

The wind formed by his movements hit the wall, making a heavy muffled sound.

Qin Ming, who was used to it, suddenly had a thought.

"Wind..."

"Is the damage to my body related to this invisible wind?"

Qin Ming faced the wall and floated in the air. His mind was filled with thoughts.

Although the wind was invisible, its damage could not be underestimated. If it could completely cover the wind screen, he would definitely be able to move a step further.

"Could this be the mystery behind the Minute Subtlety Step?"

Although there was no detailed explanation in the Minute Subtlety Step, Qin Ming was already vaguely certain that he had found the key.

The difficult part now was how to block the wind.

If he wanted to block it, he had to understand it first.

Qin Ming started to slowly walk around the room, feeling the wind.

He used all the mental energy in his mind to investigate the wind in the air.

But he found nothing.

It seemed like he was going to find it. But just as he was about to catch the wind, it disappeared.

It didn't have a specific shape, it was everywhere, and nowhere to be found.

Qin Ming didn't give up. Just like that, he walked in the room for three whole days.

He didn't even feel the passage of time. He kept trying to catch the wind in the void.

But it was invisible and intangible. How could he catch it?

Maintaining mental energy concentration for a long time was extremely taxing on one's mind.

For three whole days, Qin Ming was not moved by anything else in the outside world. Finally, his mind could not hold on any longer.

He felt a wave of dizziness coming from his mind.

With a bang, Qin Ming fell to the ground.

"Haha..."1

Qin Ming, who had fallen to the ground, although his face was pale, laughed loudly.

He could feel the wind.

Although he could only feel it a little, he could still feel it in the end.

After resting for a while and feeling better, Qin Ming closed his eyes.

At the extreme point of his spirit, a small green grain appeared.

It suddenly disappeared.

Qin Ming did not think it was a big deal. He gently waved his arm, and countless green grains formed around his arm.

"This is the wind."

"It can form anywhere, and disappear in the blink of an eye."

One step, two steps. Qin Ming started to walk around the room again. This time, he felt countless small cyan particles in his mind.

He moved along with his body, creating and disappearing at all times.

Qin Ming began to observe and feel them.

The progress was beyond his imagination. Ever since he could sense them, Qin Ming communicated with them as if he had God's help.

It seemed like these small green particles had always liked it.

Vaguely, Qin Ming could sense their emotions.

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