Jiang Qiuqiu had done spiritual power tests with Mo Chengyu many times before.
She could be considered experienced.
She put her things down and sat across from Mo Si. They each took hold of a sensor. Staring at Mo Siās focused expression, Jiang Qiuqiu suddenly felt as if she were looking at a man in a painting.
"What difficulty did you practice on before?"
"B Level."
Mo Si checked the machineās previous records, thought for a moment, and said, "Youāve already adapted very well to the B Level. Iāll guide you through a B+ Level training session today."
"I can do it."
The machine started up quickly. Spiritual power training required oneās complete and utter focus. During his PK training session with Jiang Qiuqiu, Mo Si precisely suppressed his own spiritual power to the B+ level.
At first, Jiang Qiuqiu struggled.
The pleasant sight of the handsome young man was instantly forgotten. Only one thing remained in her mind: pressure.
The only difference between B Level and B+ Level was a single plus sign, but for Jiang Qiuqiu, it brought an overwhelming, tide-like change. Her spirit could only withstand it for a few seconds before it began to scream frantically inside her mind.
A slight pain spread outward from her mind. She panted softly. Suddenly, a hand grasped the back of hers.
Warmth transferred from that somewhat large palm to the back of her hand, and a calm voice sounded by her ear. "Donāt get distracted."
"The pain is only temporary."
"Keep moving forward." His voice wasnāt loud, yet it inexplicably made one want to obey. "Push onward, keep holding on."
This bit of strength, borrowed from an external source, supported Jiang Qiuqiu as she continued to press on.
She was completely focused, but her spiritual power still advanced with great difficulty. Before every obstacle Mo Si had set, she felt a sense of inadequacy, as if her strength wasnāt enough.
āSomethingās not right.ā
Mo Si immediately withdrew his spiritual power and looked at the person before him.
She was sweating. Beads of perspiration dotted her skin, and her soft, black hair was damp, sticking to her fair face. From the exertion, a blush bloomed on Jiang Qiuqiuās cheeks, and her lips were slightly parted as she breathed.
Ruby lips slightly parted, revealing pearly white teeth, the beautiful sight of a maiden with half-closed eyes and flushed cheeksā
Mo Si saw none of it.
His heart softened for only an instant before he began to analyze. āJiang Qiuqiuās spiritual power is abundant and active; itās impossible that she canāt pass the few elementary obstacles Iāve set.ā
āThe fact that sheās being blocked doesnāt seem to be an issue with her spiritual power itself.ā
His gaze sized her up, scanning from top to bottom, then bottom to top. His eyes finally rested on Jiang Qiuqiuās slender wrists and delicate body.
Mo Si didnāt see the slim, delicate charm. He only sawā
āNo wonder she canāt get past it. So this is where the problem lies.ā
Jiang Qiuqiuās spiritual power was sufficient, but her body didnāt seem to be up to par. It couldnāt support the consumption her spiritual power demanded.
Mo Si immediately made an assessment: āSurplus spiritual power, insufficient physical strength.ā
āIf she were to enlist, she would need to intensify her physical strength training, focusing on her hand and core strength.ā
āBut that kind of training would probably make her a bit bulkier.ā
āSheās still a young girl. Even someone like Mo Chengyu, whoās over thirty, occasionally gazes at his reflection and finds fault with this or that.ā
āIf she were to strengthen her training...ā
āJiang Qiuqiuās left arm would suddenly bulge, then her right. The flesh of her cheeks would tighten, her waistline would show more power, her legs too, with the muscle lines becoming slightly prominentāā
āThat might not align with a young girlās aesthetic.ā
āBut! If I explain it properly, it should be fine. She can get stronger.ā
āShe might get a little chubbier, but sheāll get stronger.ā
Just as Mo Siās mind was wandering, Jiang Qiuqiu suddenly let out a soft cry, as if she had overcome a major hurdle.