100% Psionic Power In Marvel

The next day, Ivan found an advanced spell book called "Suspension" in the book hall, a thin one.

Originally, he hadn't finished the basics, so he shouldn't watch advanced, because jumping and watching is the most difficult to understand.

But he was curious, because of the levitation thing, he can do it with his own psionic energy, so will this speed up his understanding of the levitation technique?

He flipped and looked at it carefully in the morning, then thought for a moment, and then floated around with his index finger, staring at a pen on the table.

The pen floated, but not because of the levitation technique, but because of psionic energy.

"Sure enough, they are obviously two concepts. My proficiency in psionic energy is far stronger than it. It is useless. I don't even know if I have learned it..."

Ivan scratched his head and muttered, and inserted the "Suspension Technique" back into the bookshelf.

"Are you reading again?"

A cheerful voice came from behind Ivan, he turned his head and saw Fandral.

"Yeah, what's the matter, Mr. Fandral?"

Fandral looked around and asked, "Sif, isn't she here?"

"Not."

Ivan responded like this, Jessica seemed to be with Sif all the time today, and they didn't come to the book hall.

"Okay, I know."

Fandral really had nothing else to do, so he turned and left.

In the afternoon, Jessica returned to the bookstore. She said that she learned to ride a horse with Sif at the racecourse this morning.

"Pegasus? What is that?"

Is Asgard's horse named Pegasus? Or, is there really something different? Ivan was a little curious about this.

"A flying horse with wings on both sides," Jessica said with a smile.

"That's good, I didn't expect Asgard to have such a thing."

"Yeah, it's fun."

"By the way, Jessica, how long until we start school?"

"More than a month."

Ivan nodded, spells cannot be read overnight.

After living in Asgard for half a month, Ivan applied to Odin to bring back some books in the book hall, advanced books and books about space and illusion spells.

Odin agreed to print some copies for Ivan. In fact, most of the books in the book hall are not original, so they are so new.

When they returned to the mortal world, Sif came to see them off, and Fandral also came.

"Friend, I will give you something as a souvenir before leaving!"

Fandral smiled and handed Ivan a sword with a scabbard.

"Thank you." Ivan took the sword with a smile.

"This sword represents Asgard's friendship and respect for you." Fandral laughed, "Please keep it! It's very precious."

"Fandral, wasn't that the dull sword you didn't use a year ago?" Sif remembered the sword.

"Sif, since you've seen it through, why did you say it?" Fandral turned his head and asked.

"You take this thing as a valuable gift, I don't blame it." Sif said with a cold face.

"It doesn't matter, this is also Fandral's heart."

Ivan didn't care, and accepted it with a smile, after all, this is a farewell ceremony.

......

After returning to Earth, Jessica returned to Clinton to open the office, while Ivan returned to the orchard to live as usual. Unlike before, he often lay on the sofa and read in his spare time.

Karen and Angel were very interested in the books Ivan brought back at first, and they became more interested when they learned from Ivan that they were spell books.

"Ivan, can you learn magic by reading these books?" Angel asked.

"You can give it a try." Ivan smiled.

"Is there any negative effect?" Karen picked up a copy and asked cautiously.

"It has a negative effect, but only if you can read it~" Ivan raised his eyebrows.

When Karen heard this, she quickly put the book in her hand back on the table and asked, "What's the negative effect?"

"If you read too deeply, you will lose your hair before you know it."

"God, I thought it was something."

Karen didn't care, picked up the book and looked at it, he turned page by page, like a decent.

Angel was stunned, and he asked Karen, "Do you understand?"

"Uh... I understand a little bit, just a little bit." Karen stared at the page.

"Really?" Angel scratched his head, "I didn't understand it at all."

"You don't get it either? Well I admit, I don't get it at all either!" Karen laughed.

Ivan took a deep breath, thinking that he should bring back the basic books he had read, so as to at least test whether Karen and Angel have talent in this regard...

Now that they see it directly from the middle, it is strange to understand.

However, the basic books seemed to be carried by Jessica.

That night, Ivan told the two about what kind of place Asgard was.

......

The next day, Ivan came to Jessica's office, thinking to see what books Jessica brought here, and whether she brought the most basic "Basic Spell Application and Understanding".

As soon as the door was pushed open, the first floor of the office was in a mess.

The stool fell, the table was crooked, the books and pens on it fell to the ground, and the window on the west side was broken.

Jessica is not on the first floor.

"Jessica!"

Ivan turned into a blue light and rushed to the second floor, the floor and the stairs collapsed in his sprint!

On the second floor, there was a beaten man with a bruised nose and a bruised face lying on the ground. Jessica squatted beside him and pressed his hand on the man's head. At this moment, she stared blankly at Ivan who rushed up.

The force was too fierce~www.wuxiahere.com~ She was really taken aback.

"What happened?" Seeing that Jessica was all right, Ivan felt relieved.

"I was writing a diary on the first floor, and this **** thought I wasn't home and came to smash the window." Jessica released her hand from the bastard's head, stood up and took two steps back.

"Huh...huh..." The **** gasped.

"Do you know him?" Ivan looked at Jessica.

"do not know."

"Then do you know her?" This sentence was asked by Ivan.

"She's... a detective." The gangster obviously knew Jessica.

"Tell me, why did you smash the window?"

The **** rolled over and lay on his back on the ground, staring at the ceiling with his cloudy eyes, and said.

"All I can say is ... someone told me to do it, I got paid, but I can't say who."