Qin Ming always felt that what was missing in the micro-shift movement was that he felt that this kind of confrontation was unreasonable.

With his eyes closed, Qin Ming simply sat down cross-legged, thinking hard.

"This kind of confrontational force cannot be completely banned. Only a way can be found to reduce this force."

"What can I do..."

"Maybe it also has a flavor."

Before he knew it, Qin Ming felt that the slight movement lacked a charm, just like a dark shadow in the space, that mysterious and mysterious charm.

After a rest, his body has completely recovered, Qin Ming stood up and started to move slightly.

In the room, Qin Ming, who was flying at a constant speed, suddenly accelerated, but suddenly stopped. His body moved sideways, with the sound of the wind, when he was about to hit the wall, he stopped by a minute.

The wind formed by his movement hit the wall with a heavy dull sound.

Qin Ming, who was already used to it, suddenly moved his heart.

"wind……"

"My body is hurt, is it related to this invisible and intangible wind?"

Facing the wall, Qin Ming floated in the air, with many thoughts in his heart.

Although the wind is invisible, its damage is not to be underestimated. If the wind can be completely shielded, the slight movement will definitely be a step further.

"Could this be the mystery of the missing movement?"

Although there was no detailed explanation in the micro-shifting and moving steps, Qin Ming had already faintly affirmed that he had found the key point.

The difficulty now is how to shield the wind.

If you want to block it, you must first understand it.

Qin Ming began to pace slowly in the room, feeling the wind.

He uses all the mental power in his mind to probe the wind in the sky.

But nothing was found.

It seemed to be found, but when it was about to catch the wind, it disappeared.

It has no specific shape, it is everywhere, and it is everywhere.

Qin Ming didn't give up, so he walked in the room for three days.

He didn't even feel the passage of time, and was trying to capture the wind in the void.

But it is intangible and innocent, where can it be captured.

And keeping the mental energy concentrated for a long time is extremely exhausting.

For three whole days, Qin Ming remained unmoved by the outside world, and finally he couldn't sustain his spirit.

He felt a dizziness, coming from his mind.

With a snap, Qin Ming fell to the ground.

"Haha..."

Qin Ming, who fell to the ground, laughed loudly despite his pale face.

He felt the wind.

Although I only felt a little bit, I still felt it in the end.

After resting for a while, Qin Ming closed his eyes when he felt better.

At the extreme of his spirit, a small cyan particle appeared.

Then suddenly disappeared.

Qin Ming disagreed, and gently waved his arm, and countless cyan particles formed around the arm.

"This is the wind."

"It can form anywhere, and it can disappear in a blink of an eye."

One step, two steps, Qin Ming began to pace the room again, this time, he sensed countless small blue particles in his mind.

He moves with his body, moves, arises and disappears, all the time.

Qin Ming began to observe and feel them.

The progress was beyond imagination and smooth, and since he could sense them, Qin Ming communicated with them as if they were divinely helpful.

It seems that these small cyan particles really like it.

Faintly, Qin Ming could perceive their emotions.