Super Student's Three-realms Army

Time flew by like a flash of white light, and the afternoon passed by quickly.    

After Zhang Xiaofann had deactivated his cultivation state, he directly opened the account on the balcony and jumped out of the dormitory. He ran all the way to the northern canal of Peiping.    

The nearby area was desolate and uninhabited. It was the perfect place for him to cultivate the Striking Clouds!    

"Clouds!"    

With a thought, Zhang Xiaofann immediately activated the incantation and mobilized the power of the Vital Spirit in his body.    

"Hua! Hua! Hua!"    

Suddenly, strands of white clouds gathered from all directions towards Zhang Xiaofann's direction, directly dragging his feet down below.    

However, the current realm he could reach in the Striking Clouds was too low. He could only summon this kind of basic white clouds to control them.    

Very quickly, Zhang Xiaofann could clearly feel his body becoming lighter and lighter at this moment. He had a faint sense of weightlessness.    

"Up!"    

In the next moment, Zhang Xiaofann suddenly jumped up from the ground. In the blink of an eye, he flew hundreds of meters into the sky. The cold wind was like knives that came at him.    

"Damn, this Striking Clouds is a bit interesting!"    

Zhang Xiaofann laughed heartily. He stepped on the white cloud and looked around at the lights of the imperial capital. His heart was filled with pride.    

After all, although Zhang Xiaofann could also fly in the air with the cultivation of the great circle of the Incarnation Infant Stage, the feeling of flying in the air and riding the clouds and mist was completely different from the feeling of flying in the air and riding on the clouds and mist!    

"Not good …"    

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofann could clearly feel that the white cloud under his feet was about to lose control. His entire body could not help but sway, as if he was about to fall.    

"Bang!"    

In the next moment, the white cloud under Zhang Xiaofann's feet also scattered, turning into strands of white clouds that floated in the air.    

"Damn it …"    

Zhang Xiaofann was unable to react in time. His entire body fell from a height of hundreds of meters into the northern canal. With a splash, a huge splash of water was created on the river surface.    

"Damn, is this Circling Cloud so terrible?!"    

After a while, Zhang Xiaofann floated up from the northern canal and spat out a mouthful of water, sighing.    

"It seems that my kung fu is still not enough. I still need to practice more!"    

In the following few hours, Zhang Xiaofann repeatedly practiced the Circling Cloud Technique.    

After falling over a hundred times in the air, Zhang Xiaofann finally mastered the skill of riding the clouds and the mist. He was no longer like before, falling from the air in a sorry state because he was not skilled enough.    

"Turn left, turn right…"    

Zhang Xiaofann was riding a white cloud. In the air a thousand meters above, he was flying around like a bird, as if he was in a place where no one could see him!    

"It seems like I can fly steadily with this skill, but the speed is not satisfactory…"