"...? " Lei Xi’er’s eyebrows slightly raised.
He originally thought the other was frowning just out of frustration from a failed perception attempt.
Yet he didn’t expect that the other was completely unaffected by his consolation, instead... sat deeper, deeper into concentration.
Not pretending, more like imrsed in it?
Pretending that well? Lei Xi’er thought in his heart.
No, it should be said... it’s impossible to pretend that well.
Ten minutes passed, and Louis still hadn’t opened his eyes.
Twenty minutes passed, his breathing still as steady as a monk in ditation.
After thirty minutes, he finally slowly exhaled and opened his eyes.
At that mont, Lei Xi’er was truly a bit shaken.
"Did you sense anything?" he asked cautiously, lowering his voice.
Louis nodded slightly, his expression calm: "Just a little... a faint, cool thing, as if it floated in from the air."
"..." Lei Xi’er was stunned.
His first reaction was: What a joke?
Sensed magic power? First ti ditating and he succeeded? And ditated for a full half hour?
What a joke!
But that earnest, simple tone without a hint of boasting made it hard to easily dismiss this "nonsense."
Especially those eyes, calm as water, neither exaggerated excitent nor flattering.
This doesn’t seem made up.
Suddenly Lei Xi’er’s throat felt a bit dry. He was silent for a mont, trying to stay calm, "Can you repeat what kind of feeling you sensed?"
Louis thought for a mont: "It’s like... when you breathe in, it’s not air, but sothing ’lighter.’ A bit like... fog?"
Lei Xi’er’s pupils shrank slightly.
He wasn’t talking nonsense; he really sensed it.
Although the description wasn’t accurate, that was indeed the typical perception when magic power seeps in.
For a mont, Lei Xi’er’s heart felt complicated.
He originally just wanted to find an excuse to politely refuse, but he didn’t expect to really encounter a "genius who can successfully start magic upon first contact."
And it was soone he owed his life to.
Lei Xi’er pressed his lips tightly, lowered his head, and his voice was so low it was almost like talking to himself: "That’s unbelievable."
He still didn’t believe it, so his gaze fell on Louis, his eyes becoming a bit sharper.
"Louis," he slowly spoke, "since you can really sense magic power, we can try a basic practice."
"What?" Louis looked up with curiosity, his gaze clear.
"The Light Emitting Technique."
Lei Xi’er softly said and stood up straight.
He extended his right hand, palm slightly upward, fingers naturally spread.
The whole person instantly beca quiet and focused.
"This is one of the most basic shaping magic, used for sensing magic power flow and basic configuration control."
He said, beginning to slowly guide the magic power within: "Imagine a warm breath rising from the heart, flowing through the arm to the fingertips, no need to force it, just go with the flow."
He took a deep breath, his gaze slightly lowered, softly intoning: "guang."
As the syllable fell, a gentle, soft white light quietly lit up at his fingertips.
The light was like dewdrops at dawn, clear, quiet, yet carrying pure magic power waves.
Suspended like a star at Lei Xi’er’s fingertips, the faint light fluctuations subtly outlined ripples in the air.
Was this... Pinyin?!
Louis kept his expression tense, feigned focus, but inside a tempest had already arisen.
Sothing was wrong, wasn’t that the Pinyin for ’light’?
And except for a bit of an accent, nothing else changed.
Was the person who designed this magic a Chinese?
And they directly used Pinyin as the spell?
He unconsciously glanced at Lei Xi’er, who was composed and looked as if it was matter-of-fact.
Lei Xi’er also noticed Louis’s expression, but just thought it was Louis’s shocked expression at seeing magic for the first ti.
He continued, "You see, it doesn’t require forceful driving, but rather requires you to ’resonate’ with the magic power and gently guide it."
He then shifted his gaze to Louis, "If you truly have magic power, you should be able to do this."
This tone was nonchalant but hidden with probing.
Louis cald the storm inside, decided to think about it later, and focused on learning magic for now.
But he only smiled: "I’ll give it a try."
He mimicked Lei Xi’er’s actions, also extending his right hand, fingers slightly spread.
But under the seemingly focused expression, Louis’s mind had already started operating another set of systems.
First, lightly activate the ditation Technique’s surface frawork, not activating the core magic power circuit, only summoning that small, most manageable spot of magic power on the surface.
The magic power flowed slowly along the arm downward, gathering at the fingertips like ripples under a light breeze on the sea.
At the sa ti, he silently recited the spell: "guang."
In an instant, he deliberately let the magic power’s flow slow and path slightly chaotic to simulate the state of a "new Magic Apprentice."
Unsteady breathing, eyes slightly concentrated, fingers even trembling a bit.
But the truth was: he only used less than 1% of his magic power.
Even so, after two or three seconds, there was still a slight light glowing at his fingertips.
Lei Xi’er’s eyes widened, almost thinking he saw wrong.
"This is impossible," he whispered in his heart.
The ditation Technique was just taught half an hour ago, the perception of magic power not stable yet, and he’s attempting magic projection at the guidance level?
And he succeeded?
Even a tiny bit of light indicates that this person can truly sense magic power, and possesses high control and subtle ntal intensity, otherwise it would be impossible to precisely guide magic power to gather at the fingertips without dispersing.
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