The competition continues.

The purpose of this competition is to facilitate the collection of data by the little demon, so it is a turn-based system. After Party A makes a move, Party B makes a move. One person is only allowed to make one move at a time, and it is forbidden to make consecutive moves.

This time it was Wang Ge's turn to make a move, and Wang Gehui didn't have many skills, except for inch boxing, Tai Chi, and spiritual thorns.

The spirit thorn is an A-level ability, and its power is not bad in Wang Ge's opinion, but it consumes a lot of spiritual power, and his spiritual power is empty after using it once.

He won't use it unless he has to, this is his skill at the bottom of the box.

Before, in order to guide Wang Ge's cultivation, the little demon had made a special evaluation of Wang Ge's spiritual thorn, and came up with a result that surprised her very much - Wang Ge's spiritual thorn proficiency had reached 8!

As far as she knew, the Spiritual Thorn was an A-level skill, and the initial cost was 15 stacks of spiritual power. Reaching proficiency of 8 means that only 7 stacks of mental power are consumed each time.

This is a very high level of proficiency, and there are only a few in the whole of Huaxia who can cultivate the A-level skill proficiency to 8.

can comprehend A-level skills with a D-level ability level, and cultivate the proficiency to 8, there is only one Wang Ge in the entire Huaxia!

If in the game world, Wang Ge is like this, he will be called "Great Immortal". The so-called great immortals are cheaters who play games and open cheats and destroy the balance of the game, they behave like immortals in the game, they can go to heaven and earth and do anything, and they can't even be killed.

Wang Ge can indeed be regarded as a "great immortal", he obviously has not cultivated this skill at all, and he has a proficiency level of up to 8. The little demon studied it carefully and found that it had something to do with the brain that Wang Ge had developed.

After the brain is developed, Wang Ge's ability to control his body is far beyond that of ordinary people, and he can even control his emotions perfectly, so that he has no changes in joy, anger and sorrow, like a robot.

Therefore, in terms of mind control, Wang Ge is stronger than most of the superpowers. The cultivation of the Spiritual Thorn especially emphasizes mental control and pays attention to the purity of the mind.

The purer the mind, the higher the proficiency of the spirit thorn.

The little demon walked into Wang Ge's spiritual world and found that his spiritual world was blank, without the slightest distraction. After a careful understanding, I realized that this was due to Wang Ge's growing up in Maoshan since he was a child, and thanks to the influence of Taoist culture, his mind was much purer than ordinary people.

Powerful mental control coupled with a pure state of mind perfectly explains why Wang Ge was able to reach 8 as soon as he comprehended the spirit thorn.

Although the spirit thorn was powerful, Wang Ge was useless, this was his last hole card.

He was going to use tai chi.

But his Taijiquan is heavy on defense and not heavy on attack, he can't take the initiative to attack, so he can only wait for Zhang Yiming to take the initiative to attack, and then look for flaws to counterattack back.

With a slight stomp of his foot, a Taiji diagram appeared at Wang Ge's feet, and the two yin and yang fish in the black and white Taiji diagram bit each other head and tail, circling endlessly, containing the mysterious laws between heaven and earth.

At first, it was the size of a truck tire, and it grew with the wind, expanding five or six times in the blink of an eye, and about a meter in diameter.

Zhang Yiming's face was solemn, and he hurriedly jumped out of the coverage of the Taiji diagram. He knew Wang Ge's cunning very well, and he would definitely not easily fall into the range of Wang Ge's attack.

The two were about two or three meters apart, and neither dared to make a rash move, blindly circling each other in circles.

At this time, whoever makes the first move will be the first to show the flaw. Static braking is the best policy.

Gradually, cold sweat broke out on Zhang Yiming's forehead. A drop of sweat slid down the bridge of his nose and fell to the ground, making a small splash.

With this drop of sweat dripping, Zhang Yiming's patience finally reached the limit. He couldn't bear it anymore, compared to concentration, he was really not Wang Ge's opponent.

He shot.

He didn't choose to attack closely, but chose to attack from a distance with a poisonous mist.

"D-rank ability - Miasma of Passion! Proficiency 3, consumes 6 stacks of mental power per use. ”

Zhang Yiming reported the "name of the dish" at a glance.

The little demon made a record seriously, and after Zhang Yiming used this trick, the remaining mental power was 17-3-6=8. As far as she knew, the miasma of intoxication was mixed with a toxin called "infatuation", and the poisoner would regard the poisoner as the person he cared about the most, so that his mind was controlled and he could not attack the poisoner.

It stands to reason that Wang Ge is immune to even the world's first poison of the Taipan snake venom, and the small poison of the miasma should have no effect on him.

But in fact, Wang Ge's physique is quite special, and the violent poison cannot hurt his life, but the poison with a small toxicity is one poison and one quasi! He is not a physique that is invulnerable to all poisons, but only has a certain immunity to severe poison.

The area of the miasma is extremely wide, and almost as soon as it is unleashed, it instantly fills this courtyard.

In order to prevent Hua Yu and Tang Yurou from being injured by mistake, the little demon let the two of them hide behind her, as if there was a transparent wall in front of her, no matter how much the miasma of fascination spread, she couldn't break through this wall.

It's a wall of pressure formed by the coercion of her psychic power, and it's impossible for a D-class ability like Miasma to break through this defense.

"Ahem~" The miasma was everywhere, Wang Ge had nowhere to dodge and accidentally inhaled the poisonous gas, and immediately coughed.

After being poisoned, his head was a little dizzy and swollen, and Zhang Yiming's appearance changed in his mind, and he gradually became the person he cared about the most in his heart.

The little demon looked at Wang Ge nervously, she wanted to know if the one Wang Ge cared about the most was ...... Myself.

"Sister...... "Wang Ge muttered the name of his sister Shen Yuan.

Zhang Yiming turned into Shen Yuan's appearance.

The little demon suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, saying the name of his sister is better than saying the name of other girls. Caring about his sister is not a bad thing, it proves that he is a boy who values his family, which is a plus.

Suddenly, Shen Yuan's appearance changed in Wang Ge's eyes, and she became a different person.

"Tang Qing?" Shen Yu turned into Tang Qing's appearance, and Wang Ge suddenly called out an unexpected name of a little demon.

The little demon originally thought that in addition to Wang Ge's sister, the person Wang Ge cared about the most was either himself or Zhu Qing, or Tang Yurou, but it was really not good, and there was a certain possibility of flower language.

But who knew that Wang Ge called out a name that she was quite unfamiliar with, but a little impressive - Tang Qing.

Anyone who has read "Twelve Mysterious History" knows Tang Qing, this is a legendary woman.

Five hundred years ago, it was she who used her life as a sacrifice to create two peerless secret treasures, blue and white and grimace, to help Xiang Tiange create the Alliance of Strangers, defeat the Twelve Gods, end the thousands of years of imperial rule of the Twelve Gods in the Paranormal World, and liberate all the enslaved Abilities.

When he shouted this name, Wang Ge himself was surprised.

Tang Qing's appearance, he had seen it in the secret cave of the Tang family. It was a portrait, Tang Qing's appearance and temperament on the portrait were eight points similar to Zhu Qing, and the Tang Qing in front of him was exactly the same as the woman in the portrait he saw, as if he had come out of the painting.

She smiled softly and wore a pale cyan dress, as fresh and refined as an ordinary fairy.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face in front of him, fragmentary pictures suddenly flashed through Wang Ge's mind. These memories are all fragmentary and difficult to piece together, like a person who has been amnesiac for a long time occasionally remembers bits and pieces of the past.