Chapter 40: About the Fact That I Am a Student but I Teach the Dean
Three days later.
At the edge of a training ground in the backyard of Kamikaze Academy, Pidgeot stood bored on a tree, watching Mo Hui teach Feng Qingcang how to create his own soul skills.
Mo Hui stretched out a finger on the training ground below him, and dozens of wind blades slowly began to form a small green disc on his fingertips according to a fixed trajectory. Then the disc began to rotate rapidly under Mo Hui's control.
"The key to the cutting wind wheel is rotation. Only when it rotates at high speed can it exert its due power. Otherwise, it is not as good as an ordinary wind blade."
As he spoke, Mo Hui threw the wind blade and cut a test dummy on the training ground into two halves. The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror.
Feng Qingcang, who was beside him, immediately tried according to Mo Hui's demonstration. Although he successfully formed a green disc, he accidentally stabilized it during the rotation. Not long after, more than a dozen wind blades broke into pieces and flew everywhere.
Mo Hui carefully dodged the wind blades, stroked his forehead, and said helplessly, "Dean, if you can't accurately control so many wind blades to rotate, you can try to control one, two, or three wind blades to rotate. After adapting, slowly increase the number of wind blades.
Although the power of this trick is much weaker, it can practice the control of wind attribute soul power. My two self-created soul skills are essentially the precise control of wind attribute soul power. The wind blades are just carriers."
Mo Hui really didn't expect that Feng Qingcang, as an old and high-level soul saint, could control soul power so roughly. Once he was out of the orbit of the soul ring, Feng Qingcang's control of his own soul power instantly dropped several levels.
It's no wonder that people on Douluo Continent regard soul rings as so important, because in the absence of self-created soul skills, the strength of soul skills basically determines the strength of the soul master.
After hearing Mo Hui's words, Feng Qingcang's old face suddenly blushed.
When he was learning the Air Blade Multi-in-One, his performance was pretty good. Although the fusion speed between the wind blades was a bit slow, he still quickly mastered the Air Blade Four-in-One. Next, he just needed to practice more, and it would not be difficult to master more wind blade fusions.
He was a little complacent at first, thinking that he had good talent. However, when he started learning to cut the wind blades, this idea was instantly forgotten.
It was because cutting the wind blades was too difficult. It was necessary to control more than a dozen wind blades to form a wind wheel at the same time, and to control their high-speed rotation without any interference. Even a Soul Sage like him could not do this in a short time.
After that, Feng Qingcang tried a few more times in dissatisfaction, but all ended in failure. Feng Qingcang, who was somewhat angry, immediately complained to Mo Hui:
"Friend Mo Hui, your cutting wind wheel is too difficult. Even I perform it this way. I don't know how long it will take ordinary students to practice before they can master it. Can't you make it simpler?"
Hearing this, Mo Hui immediately rolled his eyes. "Do you think simplifying is so easy? In my opinion, creating a soul skill is not difficult, but if you want to make it possible to teach a soul skill and let everyone learn it, the difficulty will almost increase exponentially. How can I have so much time to study this thing?
"What's more, the Air Blade Multi-in-One is already very simple. As long as the talent is not too low, almost everyone can learn it with a little effort. As for the cutting wind wheel, just treat it as exclusive to geniuses."
"This... is true."
After hearing what Mo Hui said, Feng Qingcang was speechless. He was just complaining.
After all, this kind of self-created spirit skill that can be passed down for others to use is extremely rare. Once it appears, it can generally be regarded as a family heirloom by a faction.
The most typical example is the Haotian Sect. They have almost the most self-created spirit skills, among which there are magical skills such as the Great Sumeru Hammer.
Afterwards, Feng Qingcang stopped talking and began to practice cutting the wind wheel under Mo Hui's guidance.
A few more days passed.
"Haha, I finally succeeded!"
Looking at the cyan disc spinning at high speed in his hand, Feng Qingcang was so excited that tears were about to flow out.
It was not easy. He didn't know how many times he had tried these days before he finally succeeded in making the cutting wind wheel run stably for the first time today.
And this was under the one-on-one teaching of Mo Hui, the founder. Otherwise, if he was alone, even with the cultivation secrets, he would have to study for at least a month before he could master it.
On the other hand, Mo Hui was relieved to see this, and he finally taught this person.
He had never taught such complicated content before. He had never taught others that learning was different from learning by himself. Many things that he took for granted in his own eyes actually needed to be explained to others. It turned out that he couldn't look down on this world too much.
At the same time, Mo Hui was also a little fortunate in his heart. Fortunately, he taught the dean of the Divine Wind Academy, a Soul Saint-level strongman. If he was asked to teach those students of the Great Soul Master and Soul Venerable to cut the wind wheel, he was really afraid that he would go crazy.
Then, Mo Hui clapped his hands and praised, "As expected of the dean, it only took a week to master the cutting wind wheel. But in this case, the dean should have learned it. Then I will go to Hurricane Canyon to practice."
"Humph, don't flatter me, kid. Don't I know what I am like?"
Feng Qingcang snorted and replied after hearing Mo Hui's words.
Then, Feng Qingcang looked at Mo Hui and smiled slightly, "Of course you can practice in Hurricane Canyon, but I have a job with a very generous salary. Do you want to accept it?"
"What job?" Mo Hui asked back.
"It's not a difficult job. It's just teaching the students and teachers of the school to learn the Air Blade Multi-in-One and Cutting Wind Wheel."
Feng Qingcang said lightly.
"What!?"
Hearing this, Mo Hui was stunned at first, then hurriedly shook his head and said, "I won't do it. It takes too much time. I want to practice!"
"Don't be so busy refusing. Don't you want to listen to the conditions?"
Feng Qingcang raised his eyebrows and said.
"No matter how many conditions you offer, I won't do it!"
Mo Hui shook his head. His time was precious, but he didn't have time to teach those students. Just teaching Feng Qingcang's courtyard made him exhausted. He didn't dare to think how tiring it would be to teach those students.
After saying that, Mo Hui summoned the Pidgeot and strode towards the direction of Hurricane Canyon.
Seeing that Mo Hui didn't fall for it, Feng Qingcang became a little anxious and shouted, "What if I give you 4,000 gold soul coins a month, and you only need to teach one class a week?"
As soon as these words came out, Mo Hui instantly turned into a green light and came to Feng Qingcang, his eyes shining, and said,
"Dean, are you serious?"
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