Zhou Qianlin nodded her head. “I understand. Should I give it a try?”
“Alright, go ahead,” Lan Jue replied.
Three seconds later.
Boom–! A bolt of electricity smashed headlong in to a bush. Two figures clambered from the small crater.
“Why the hell did you go down?” Lan Jue said in irritation.
Qianlin sheepishly stuck her tongue out at him. “I lost control. It was too fast. I was off by just a bit.”
He patted his forehead with a sigh. “I forgot, sorry. Your psychic control isn’t strong enough to meet the amount of power you have all of a sudden. Your perception isn’t trained enough. We need to work on our coordination as well – but practice makes perfect. Let’s keep it up.” Thankfully falling wasn’t much of a concern when in electrical form.
