100% Psionic Power In Marvel

The opening ceremony was over, and Ivan was a little disappointed.

Jessica was very excited, and she didn't know what to do. She kept discussing Angel's superpowers with Ivan as she walked to the teaching building.

"Is he very good? With a guy like him around, the new semester must be fun, right?"

"Well..."

"Fan, I'm very longing for superpowers. If I have superpowers, I can do a lot of things, such as..."

Jessica's eyes suddenly dimmed for a moment.

"If I had superpowers, my parents wouldn't die."

As she said that, her pace also slowed down.

Ivan knew that when she said parents, she meant her biological parents.

"It's okay, technology in this world is developing very fast, maybe there will be technology that can bring people back to life."

Ivan bluntly comforted.

"Um..."

After the two selected the class schedule, apart from eating in the cafeteria at noon, they ran classes all day.

In the afternoon, school is over.

Ivan went back to his dormitory. His dormitory was a double room with two beds. The other dormitory hadn't come back yet. Ivan was lying on the bed, recalling Angel who stood on the stage performing superpowers at the opening ceremony.

I also remembered what Angel said, that is, after eight years of continuous hard work and practice, he became stronger and stronger.

Super power, can it be practiced to become stronger and stronger?

Thinking of this, Ivan decided to use his spare time to practice and make breakthroughs like Angel.

"Practice first...the object bends."

Sit up and pick up the pen on the bedside table.

Ivan just took it in his hand, and before he could watch it, the pen was softly bent to 150 degrees.

"No, I don't feel like practicing at all... I even just flashed my thoughts, and the goal is achieved." Ivan murmured, "Can this really become stronger?"

The next thought flashed, and the bedside table suddenly floated up, dashed directly to the ceiling, and smashed into pieces.

Staring blankly at the scattered wood fragments and nails, Ivan stretched out his hand and burst out with blue light, and the scattered pieces were reassembled as they were, but compared with the original, there were some cracks and fissures.

"No, whether it's floating or bending objects, I can't go all out, all the effects have come out before I have time to exert force, so I can't practice at all."

With that said, he put the curved pen back on the bedside table and fell back on the bed to think again.

"But, how do you get stronger?"

Ivan remembered Angel's vigor with all his strength on the stage, and the pen gradually became curved under his hysterical volatilization.

I remembered that I always bent the iron spoon unconsciously when I was at home.

When Angel was thinking about how to bend the object faster, Ivan was thinking the exact opposite... Try to control it so that the spiritual energy does not overflow at will.

"Don't I need to get stronger?"

"Impossible, I haven't exercised yet... Angel has exercised for eight years."

Ivan, who was lying on the bed, thought about it, a little sleepy, and gradually fell into sleep.

...

"Hey! Why is my pen bent!"

In my sleep, I vaguely heard a faint voice.

"Boy! Did you do it!"

"Hu...hu..." Ivan continued to fall asleep.

"Okay, I'll settle the account with you when you wake up."

At midnight, Ivan woke up and got up.

He saw his only roommate sleeping on the bed opposite him, a fat man who was snoring loudly.

Take out your phone and check the time...

"It's over, I slept during the day, but I can't sleep at night."

Jessica must have slept at this time, and Ivan decided to go outside for a walk.

Looking down from the window of the dormitory, the campus was silent and empty. Since this was the fifth floor, Ivan's mind flashed a picture of himself falling and breaking a bone.

He was a little afraid of heights.

That's one of the reasons he was so nervous when he first landed the house.

Now he decided to get over it.

"Isn't overcoming your fear of heights the same as becoming stronger?"

Thinking like this, he used his thoughts to make himself float up, and Ivan, who was emitting blue light all over his body, jumped off the fifth floor and fell to the ground like a paper man.

In the dark night, this azure light is suffocating.

"call..."

In the process of landing, like everyone who is afraid of heights, Ivan kept flashing in his mind what to do if his mind failed, and he would break a few bones when he fell...

It's a pity that none of that happened. His psychic power is too powerful. If it is not deliberately suppressed, it will be difficult to fail.

"Walk outside the campus and buy something delicious."

The campus has a high wall and is equipped with an electrical grid, and the area is generally safe, which is to provide a sense of security for students living on campus.

Ivan pointed two fingers at the wall, and the blue light exploded and shattered the stone wall in a single thought, and the dust aroused under the protection of the psionic barrier was completely isolated.

After walking out, Ivan had another thought to reorganize and restore the stone wall.

The street lights were dim, and Ivan walked a long distance and didn't find a supermarket that was open. Instead, he found a bar. It was too late. Ivan didn't find any good place to go except this bar, so he went in immediately.

It was different from the noisy environment Ivan imagined. There were only a few young people drunk at the round table, and a bald black man was sitting in front of the bar chatting with the boss.

"Oh, hey, little friend, how are you." The bar owner was a white man, and he discovered the existence of Ivan.

When the black man heard it, he also looked back at Ivan with cold eyes.

His burly physique, combined with the beast-like gaze, gave people a sense of psychological oppression.

"Go out, this is a bar." The black man said coldly.

"why?"

"Because you're underage," the black man said, holding up the glass and drank the wine inside.

"So are you the boss or is he the boss?"

"He is." The black man responded coldly.

"Hahaha." The boss laughed after listening to the conversation between the two. "You are a student nearby. It's midnight now, but it doesn't matter. As long as you don't drink, you are welcome to stay with me for a while."

"Is there soda?"

"some."

Sitting in front of the bar and drinking soda, Ivan learned from the black man’s chat with the boss that the black man’s name was Carl Lucas.

However, Ivan is not afraid. If the other party is looking for trouble, he is missing a person to practice.

Isn't actual combat the best way to become stronger?

Just as Ivan was thinking about fighting with super powers, the black man suddenly raised his big hand and grabbed Ivan.

The hand came quickly and quickly grabbed onto Ivan's shoulder.

"Boy, you..."

The blue light flickered in 0.03 seconds at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, and then the sound of 'ping' and 'pong' could be heard incessantly.

The wine glasses on the bar were swaying, the wine bottles placed on the cabinet fell to the ground, and the chairs and stools were the same. The ground shook greatly, and the world seemed to be tilted at this moment.

"What the hell!"

The black man was unstable and quickly supported the bar, and then the vibration of the ground became smaller and smaller, and it returned to calm.

"Is there an earthquake?" The boss looked pale.