The First Heir

Fennel nodded and said, “Yes. This is only part of the training behind the door. After you enter, you’ll come across a wide variety of talents. Some of them can control flames, some can control water, some can float in the air, some can control lightning, and some can teleport. These are all based on the potential that you stimulate, which is the energy and aura developed in your body. You’ll carry out different targeted training sessions.”

Hiss!

Philip was stunned. Control fire and water?

Was this not exactly the same as those guys in the Avengers?

The energy to control matter?

At the look on Philip’s face, Fennel smiled and said, “Don’t be too surprised. This world is far more complex than you can imagine. Some people were struck by lightning and survived the catastrophe. After the incident, the Nonagon detected that such people have a natural affinity to lightning. Some people are more imaginative than others, and such people are naturally superior in mental fortitude. Some have amazing bone structures and are born martial artists… There are too many to list. All the people you see who are different from the norm have unleashed their potential. Once you complete the lectures and training, you can control the matter and energy entities around you.”

Huff!

Philip exhaled and asked with scorching eyes, “What kind of potential do you have?”

chuckled, leaned back on the sofa languidly, and said,

All-rounder?

F*ck!

mouthful of blood and cursed, “Will you die if you stop being

laughed before he looked at the time and said, “Oops, the time agreed with the Larson chick is almost

Sheryl Larson

I don’t like hearing that It’s true love between us!”

rolled his eyes at Fennel and said, “I’m going

up

and women dressed in bright and fashionable clothes swaggered over at

Philip Clarke? The talent selected

a blonde rich young master with earrings, reached out and pushed Philip with a

frowned, looked at the group of merrymakjng young men and women in front of him,

he

arrogantly and yelled in a slightly drunken stupor, “Stop