Chapter 17: Effort is not worth mentioning in the face of openness
The unexpected ability to hear the voice of the possessed person in the possessed state made Shen Yu's heart ecstatic.
Countless ways to play were come up in an instant.
For example, the secret books of the Tang Sect that spied into the depths of Tang San's memory.
Purple Polar Demon Pupil, Ghost Shadow Trace, these cheats from another world, Shen Yu is still very interested.
For another example, this trick is simply a must-have magic skill for scumbags.
You can constantly know your status in the hearts of girls, and attack her step by step.
Isn't this ability the same as the mind-reading technique that Shen Yu knew in his previous life?
"I really love Princess Yaoyao to death."
Shen Yu couldn't help but sigh with emotion, he had all of them.
"Shen Yu, what's wrong with you?"
At this moment, Tang San's crisp and immature voice pulled Shen Yu back to reality.
"It's okay, are there any lakes or mirrors around here, I want to see the whole picture."
Because it was the first time he was officially possessed, Shen Yu didn't know if there had been any other changes except that he had shrunk by one-third, so he wanted to find a place where he could see the changes in his whole body and observe it carefully.
"I just want to know, come with me."
Tang San also glanced up at the figure above his head, the curiosity in his heart was not much less than Shen Yu, but even if he looked up, he could only see half of it.
Tang San stepped on the ghost shadow trail, and his figure quickly ran towards the mountain behind the Holy Soul Village.
And Shen Yu above Tang San's head was looking at the scenery along the way with a comfortable face.
Tang San brand viewing car, this is the new name that Shen Yu gave Tang San.
"There's an insider."
What do players love most about playing Yao, isn't it that they can free their hands, and when they fight the king on one side, they can open a handful of chicken, if they are enough, they can even open another fight against the landlord, all three together, isn't it happy!
Now, Shen Yu has that feeling.
He only needed to possess Tang San, fight Tang San, and run away Tang San.
He only needs to be a beautiful man quietly on the top of his head, and of course, he can also inflict a Wisdom Reduction Aura blow on his opponent, and in a battle, he can greet his opponent's family without repeating it, causing his opponent to fall into a state of rage and completely crushing their psychological defenses.
This is the essence of Princess Yaoyao, this is the point, take notes.
And Tang San, who was moving quickly, obviously noticed this, his face was full of astonishment, but he still didn't say much, but his pace couldn't help but be a little faster.
It had been a long time since he had been so interested, and the last time it had been when he learned that he had crossed over.
Half a day.
By a small stream, a figure galloped towards him.
It's a creek that's only three meters in diameter, but it's enough to see how they've changed.
Tang San's eyes flickered slightly, and he approached the stream.
When you enter the eye, you see your own appearance, and then you see Shen Yu.
A Shen Yu, who was only one-third of his size, had short silver hair, some three-dimensional facial features, and fair skin.
Tang San had to admit that Shen Yu was very handsome.
After this became a villain, it is not difficult to see this, and even because it is only one-third, it is handsome and a little cute.
It's definitely a veritable little Shota.,Young woman killer.,Royal sister killer.。
And Shen Yu finally saw all his appearance, and blurted out: "Damn, fortunately Lao Tzu is handsome, otherwise this will not become a mosaic if it is compressed." ”
In fact, it is true that under a normal body shape, it may not be possible to judge whether a person's appearance is ugly or handsome, but after compressing by a third, the face becomes the most conspicuous part.
At this time, it is clear whether it is handsome or ugly.
If this is replaced by an ugly one, it will be possessed, and after compression, it will be impossible to be seen, and it is really who is ugly and who is embarrassed.
"Shen Yu, why can't I touch you?"
After seeing Shen Yu and his whole body photo clearly, Tang San directly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Shen Yu.
But the arm penetrated Shen Yu's calf in its entirety and stayed in mid-air.
"I forgot to tell you that I am now in a state of nothingness, invincible."
Shen Yu said proudly.
Anyway, no one can debunk him, so let's put on a wave first.
I thought I would see Tang San's shocked expression, but unexpectedly, Tang San directly shook his head and smiled: "This is impossible, no one is truly invincible." ”
Although some of the martial souls that shocked Shen Yu would be in such a form, he believed half of Shen Yu's words.
The state of nothingness may be true, but he doesn't believe it at all.
In his eyes, no one is invincible, and even if there is, it's just that you haven't reached that level, so you think you're invincible.
Hearing this, Shen Yu shouted that it was boring.
Afterwards, Tang San asked what the effect of possessing him was, Shen Yu thought about it, and told Tang San about what could withstand three attacks.
"This ...... It's really the ability of the auxiliary soul master! ”
It was only at this time that Tang San finally believed that Shen Yu was an auxiliary soul master, and this ability to provide a true shield was the exclusive ability of an auxiliary soul master at a glance.
After all, there is no attack-type martial soul whose innate skill will be this, and even his recognized waste martial soul Blue Silver Grass can attack the enemy or entangle the enemy.
And this shield, in addition to helping teammates resist damage, really doesn't have a trace of attack ability.
But this was what made Tang San even more shocked, originally thinking that Shen Yu was relying on the innate soul full of soul power martial soul to attach the amplification attributes of strength and speed to himself.
Unexpectedly, Shen Yu's martial soul effect turned out to be a shield for his teammates, and he didn't even have any attack ability.
In this case, Shen Yu's strength and speed are really natural?
This speculation made Tang San a little unbearable, the results of his six years of hard work were not even worth the innate nature of others?
Born with divine power, born with divine speed, and with doubtful defensive capabilities, is there really anyone in this world who can combine all of these together?
Tang San retained his doubts, neither believing it nor completely disbelieving it, but choosing not to ask about it.
Not much.
Tang San returned home, and Shen Yu was naturally still wandering above Tang San's head.
He made a suggestion to Tang San, that is, to find someone with enough strength to try the effect of the real shield.
As for the two village chiefs with soul power, they were not in Shen Yu's consideration.
The power of their martial souls is not even comparable to that of some adults with slightly greater strength.
In addition, they are already in their prime, and their soul power is already less than one in ten, so they can't make a big move.
It is precisely for this reason that Shen Yu's possession experiment has been delayed until now.
And he thinks that the best test subject is Haotian Douluo, who is hidden here.
Although Shen Yu knew that he didn't want Tang San to be a world-shattering Title Douluo, he only used his strength to test the damage of the real shield, and he didn't need to expose his soul ring or soul power.
In addition, Tang Hao strikes iron all year round, even if he has more strength, it will not arouse Tang San's suspicion, so, to sum up, Shen Yu felt that it was more appropriate to let Tang San go to his father.
Anyway, if he doesn't beat him down today, he will be on top of Tang San's head, or he can still possess Tang Hao......
No, it's too deadly.
Shen Yu thought with some chills, the youngest Title Douluo in the mainland was not a joke.
In the event of a great death, the whole village would not even have anyone to protect him.