"In that case." Bai Huo slowly raised his arms, and the two familiar white flames appeared in his gentle line of sight again, "Then can we start?" ”

"Come on." Gently raised his head and looked directly into Bai Huo's eyes, "I'm ready!" ”

With a low roar-like sound, the white fire in front of Wen Wen suddenly turned into a lightning-like streamer, and the two people facing each other collided fiercely almost in the blink of an eye, pure white flames wrapped Bai Huo's fist, and raindrops fell on Wen Wen's body, without the help of the Echo Knife, in pure hand-to-hand combat, he was not Bai Huo's opponent at all.

Embarrassed to parry the opponent's attack, let alone counterattack, to be able to maintain the current state, is a luxury for gentleness, although before the fight, the two have already said that this is a battle for the purpose of teaching, but now the stalemate between the two, where is there a little shadow of "learning"?

Because of his extraordinary talent, Bai Huo has been cultivating various combat techniques for many years, and although his gentle strength has grown rapidly, how can he be able to defeat Bai Huo, a half-orc master who has been fighting in close combat for many years, and in a few minutes, he has been disgraced by the other party, and his body is bruised.

But on the other hand, Bai Huo did not have the slightest intention of stopping, but fought more and more fiercely, under this fierce offensive, Wen Wen was like a tiger forced into a desperate situation by the hunters, and in desperation, he could only support it hard, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

"Fight back with mental power!" Bai Huo's attack hit the flesh, but he still shouted loudly in his mouth, "Imagine! You're just getting beaten like that?! ”

"I'm thinking!" The gentle roar really sounded like a wounded beast, "But...... Base...... Useless! ”

After he finished speaking, he suddenly found that the strength on Bai Huo's hand was getting heavier and heavier, and in a hurry, he couldn't help but want to use the power of the sentry eye to fight back, but soon, he noticed that something was wrong.

His spiritual power, at this moment, is like a piece of autumn leaves blown down by the wind, not to mention forming an effective counterattack, even if you get together, you can't get together!

The eye of the sentry emitted a faint blue light, not at all as bright as before, under the onslaught of the white fire, this wisp of blue light still had a feeling of helplessness flickering and dimming, and it was also a master of using spiritual power, Bai Huo naturally noticed the strangeness of Wen Wen at the first time, and after the white tiger girl withdrew from the battle, she suddenly looked at the Wen Wen in front of her with a puzzled face.

"The owner...... What's wrong with you? Looking at the gentle sweat in front of her, the white fire girl couldn't help but ask, "Are you unwell?" ”

Gentlely, panting heavily, he said to the white fire in front of him, "I...... I don't know what's going on...... Whew...... But I feel ...... It's very uncomfortable. ”

"Your mental strength is very wrong." Bai Huo stepped forward and gently covered his small hand with white flames on the top of Wen Wen's head, "Your mental power is very chaotic, and there is an obvious sense of lack of ...... It's like there's one piece missing, what the hell is going on? ”

"I ...... I don't know. ”

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the flustered discomfort felt like maggots gnawing at his reason, and he blinked his eyes hard, but to no avail.

Although Bai Huo has not experienced such a crisis state as mildness, she can generally understand the feeling of mildness, ordinary people's mental power is weak, the mental power consumption is too large, there is a void, or there is a lack of moderation, and there will be no such a huge reaction as him, at most it is a headache, fatigue, and at most it is just drowsiness or dizziness, but if you change to mildness, there will be a terrible sense of detachment, which is like one plus one versus one hundred plus hundred, although everyone has doubled, But a hundred plus a hundred variations are significantly more numerous than one plus one.

The lack of mental power of ordinary people is one plus one, while the mild one is one hundred plus one hundred.

"Oh my God, boss, what the hell did you do?" Bai Huo felt the violent fluctuations above his gentle spiritual power, and said in shock, "Your spiritual power ...... How could such a big piece be missing? ”

The unprecedented pain eroded the gentle reason, he opened his eyes with difficulty, but there was no sound in his mouth, a helpless feeling like a ghost pressing the bed surrounded him, he wanted to struggle, wanted to resist, but there was nothing he could do, the mild pain was written on his face, he was dizzy, he stumbled, and the whole person fell forward, at this critical juncture, a warm embrace suddenly came up to his face, he could not avoid it, he could only plunge into it at once.

Bai Huo's embrace is very comfortable, although her height is almost the same as gentle, but such a strong man leaning on her arms, she is still a little difficult, not because of lack of strength, but because of the feeling of shyness makes her a little helpless, in desperation, Bai Huo can only lower the center of gravity of his body, pull the gentleness leaning on his body, and sit together on the floor tile in the center of the trial ground.

"This situation of your mental power...... I seem to have heard of it. Looking at the sweaty gentleness lying on her lap, Bai Huo's heart was so anxious, but at this time, she didn't know what she should do or what she could do, "Your spiritual power is like being bitten off by something...... I don't understand why this is happening at all! ”

Although he was in a trance, Bai Huo's words gave him a lot of inspiration, and he thought back to his experience at the end of the Phantom Wall, especially when the old man Feng Le Li Ke finally sent him back, the feeling as if his soul had been torn off made him still afraid when he recalled it.

Could it be ......

Bai Huo said that his spiritual power seemed to have been bitten off by something, was it what happened when Old Man Feng Le Li Ke pushed himself through the wall of truth?

Although he had a guess in his heart, he couldn't care about these things at all, and the act of invoking spiritual power in the battle just now was like tearing apart a wound that had healed a little more to the current gentleness, even if the white fire around him kept saying comforting words, the mentally torn pain still showed no signs of declining.

It's like a tide, wave after wave.

Bai Huo was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, she didn't know what she should do at all, there was no second spiritual power master in the White Tiger Clan, and at this time, in her mind, a thin figure who was also from the primordial group of stones suddenly appeared.