Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

Faced with Yu Qiang's question, Wang Yi coughed lightly and then said in a serious tone, "I am cultivating."

Otherwise, how can we say it? We can't exactly say that he was creating life, can we?

While creating life isn't wrong in a certain sense, after all, the Seed of Nirvana is indeed an extra life of its own.

"Don't you cultivate in the cultivation room?" Yu Qiang asked with some suspicion, then gently twitched her fair and firm nostrils before looking around.

Fortunately, Yu Qiang did not smell anything strange, nor did she find any suspicious crumpled paper, so she realized that she was just overthinking it.

But when Yu Qiang glanced at the open computer screen, Wang Yi panicked and quickly lunged at the computer, deftly turning it off.

After all, Wang Yi had just posted a strange thread on the computer forum website, and it would be incredibly embarrassing if the teacher saw it.

However, this action completely transformed the doubts that had been extinguished in Yu Qiang's heart into a firm conviction.

It seems I came back too quickly.

Yu Qiang gave Wang Yi a deep look, and said with a hint of teasing, "You're young, so it's understandable, but you should still be more mindful of self-control in the future."

"Moderation?" Wang Yi wondered. Moderation in what? Playing computer games? To be honest, he rarely played computer games. He neither played games nor watched movies. After becoming famous, he hardly posted on forums anymore. In his spare time, he basically did nothing but cultivate and train.

Now he's being talked about like an internet addict, and Wang Yi can't stand this injustice.

So Wang Yi couldn't help but argue, "It doesn't usually happen, it's just today..."

"I understand, I understand." Yu Qiang interrupted Wang Yi's explanation with a smile, gave Wang Yi an approving look, and nodded with full understanding.

Today's situation is special, with beautiful twins, teachers, cohabitation, and all sorts of suggestive keywords, which inevitably makes teenagers restless.

Yu Qiang didn't feel offended or disgusted at all; on the contrary, she felt somewhat relaxed.

Only then did Wang Yi begin to resemble a normal teenager.

In addition to being Wang Yi's teachers, Yu Qiang and Yu Wei have an even more important task: to be Wang Yi's psychotherapists.

Trust was gradually built through interaction, and Wang Yi's psychological state was assessed by observing his daily behavior, followed by subtle psychological therapy.

This is the real reason why Yu Qiang and Yu Wei suggested staying at Wang Yi's house. As for saving money on rent, that was just an excuse. After all, the Night Watch never lacked funds for field operations and regular military personnel.

Yu Qiang and Yu Wei had already memorized Wang Yi's information from childhood to adulthood, including Wang Yi's mission report of killing for twenty consecutive days in the Southwest Region of the Night Watch Army, and even knew about the unfortunate incident that caused the sacrifice of field agent Yang Li.

At the tender age of four, both his parents were killed, and he was placed in an orphanage but had a history of escaping multiple times. He roamed the streets with his neighbor's brothers, getting into fights and brawls. During his adolescence, he had blond hair and frequented bars. It wasn't until he awakened to become a mage that he began to stand out with his exceptional talent and finally started his career as an outstanding mage.

Although Wang Yi is not a bad person by nature, having such a childhood and the sacrifice of his blood relatives can easily cause certain psychological problems.

Furthermore, the death of a Night Watch field operative beside him must have been a significant blow to Wang Yi. Compared to his teaching duties, the task of becoming a psychotherapist was far more arduous and far-reaching.

Wang Yi scratched his head, wondering what this Teacher Da Yu knew, but he didn't bother to answer and instead asked, "Is class about to start?"

"Get ready, it's almost eight o'clock, we can start now." Yu Qiang looked around: "Where is the class?"

Wang Yi glanced at his bedroom. Although it was fairly tidy, it felt a little strange to be studying there. So he suggested, "How about we go to the living room, or the training room downstairs?"

"Let's go to the living room," Wang Yi said after thinking for a moment.

Although the underground training room was large, it was a sealed space. Moreover, the empty training room contained nothing but a bathroom, and there wasn't even a place to sit.

The two then went to the living room. Yu Qiang took out a pair of frameless glasses from the inside pocket of her jacket and put them on, which added to her teacher-like demeanor. She then took out a tablet computer, opened her lesson plan, pulled out a long, retractable pointer, and instructed Wang Yi:

"Let's unleash our brainstorming now and get a feel for it."

Wang Yi obediently launched her first brainstorming session.

In an instant, Wang Yi felt his mind clear, and then everything around him slowed down.

No, it wasn't that everything around them slowed down, but rather that Wang Yi's thinking sped up.

The entire process of receiving, transmitting, and processing external information was accelerated several times over, to the point that Wang Yi felt that Yu Qiang's every move was being broken down in slow motion, as if the flow of time had slowed down.

"How amazing." Wang Yi stretched out his palm and slowly clenched his fist. In his perception, his own movements also became slow and powerful, and he could even feel the contraction of every muscle fiber.

It was awkward, but also quite novel.

However, this situation gave Wang Yi a new idea.

When a brainstorming session begins, if he has enough ability to precisely control every muscle in his body, then he has enough time to fine-tune his entire body. Will the explosive power he generates afterward be even greater?

This gave Wang Yi the urge to try it out immediately.

"Go and memorize these key points," Yu Qiang said to Wang Yi, tapping the tablet with the telescopic pointer.

Although Yu Qiang deliberately increased her speaking speed, Wang Yi could still hear the pauses and hesitations in her speech.

Wang Yi had no choice but to suppress his own thoughts and focus his attention on the knowledge points on the tablet, and began to memorize them.

Yu Qiang turned on her phone's stopwatch and stood quietly to the side.

Time passed slowly, and the brainstorming didn't last long, lasting only about two minutes. So every two minutes, Wang Yi had to unleash another brainstorming session.

About eight minutes later, Wang Yi felt his attention starting to wander, and couldn't help but shake his head.

At this moment, Yu Qiang's voice came: "Keep going, hold on for as long as you can."

Wang Yi had no choice but to concentrate and continue.

However, as time went by, not only did I find it difficult to concentrate, but even my original clear-headedness began to fade, and my mind gradually became filled with chaos.

However, following Yu Qiang's instructions, Wang Yi persevered and did not give up. He mechanically unleashed a mental storm every two minutes and memorized the knowledge points on the tablet.

Wang Yi didn't know how much time had passed, but it felt like several days had gone by, and several days of sleepless nights.

Finally, at a certain moment, Wang Yi's consciousness seemed to reach its limit. The scenery in front of him became fragmented and chaotic. He couldn't help but groan and was forced to exit the state of mental storm. Then, he fell forward as if he had fallen asleep in class, and his consciousness became blurred.

Yu Qiang quickly put away the tablet computer, and Wang Yi's forehead made intimate contact with the coffee table.

boom!

Several fine cracks appeared on the surface of the coffee table.

Yu Qiang, standing to the side, glanced at the stopwatch and looked surprised.