"Huh?" Deng Yi's tightly closed eyes opened instantly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe world in front of me seems to be a little different, and the world seems to be wider and more real. Mo Chen's ghostly figure was no longer mysterious, and Deng Yi could finally barely catch his actions.

This punch is in the chest! Slow, as if everything in the world has become slower, like slow motion. Deng Yi stretched out his hand to his chest with difficulty.

"Bang" Deng Yi failed to block, but Mo Chen's punch was still unstoppable, and it was heavily imprinted on his chest.

"Good!" Although Deng Yi failed to block this time, Mo Chen still praised loudly. Compared to the previous lack of reflexes, it is an unimaginable improvement to be able to touch his hand now.

This kick is the ass! Deng Yi tried his best to twist his buttocks, trying to dodge. At the same time, put your hands behind and prepare to block. "Smack" Mo Chen's foot kicked heavily on his ass. Failed again, Deng Yi only touched the edge of Mo Chen's shoe.

This punch,! It's a face! This guy has a bad taste, why do you like to slap your face so much? Deng Yi hurriedly leaned back, and at the same time rescued with both hands at full speed, hoping to protect his face. "Snap" Mo Chen's fist was unceremonious, and slammed it on Deng Yi's face again. It's still so hot and painful. But Deng Yi did not feel frustrated at the beginning, but was full of joy.

"Good!" Mo Chen applauded again. Although Deng Yi couldn't completely block his punch just now, he also resisted half of it. The progress is obvious, and Mo Chen is not stingy in praise.

The guidance of violence continues. Look at everything with your heart, control your will with your heart, and show force with your will. Deng Yi became more and more enlightened and more and more free. His perception became more and more acute, and he slowly began to keep up with Mo Chen's rhythm. Although he was still miserably abused by Mo Chen, at least he no longer looked like a puppet, and he couldn't react at all. Now he can occasionally resist and occasionally dodge, which can be described as rapid progress.

"What is artistic conception?" Seeing that Deng Yi had already understood the truth of seeing everything with his heart, Mo Chen began to guide him on other things.

"Will." Deng Yi affirmed.

"Yes, artistic conception is actually a manifestation of one's own will. You're going to have to watch it. Mo Chen said.

What is Shura Hell? That's it! Deng Yi's heart trembled. He only felt that he had really entered the Shura Hell. Blood stained the earth, the sky, and everything in the world. Corpses are everywhere, wailing everywhere. Although he knew that all this was fake, and knew that all this was an illusion caused by Mo Chen's artistic conception, Deng Yi couldn't stop the panic in his heart. He even felt the urge to run away.

But every time this impulse sprouts, the cowardly shame makes him go on again. But Shura Hell, what am I afraid of! No, what kind of Shura hell is this, it's just an illusion, how can I be afraid! Deng Yi shouted secretly.

watched Deng Yi's panic at the beginning slowly turn into flat. Mo Chen's artistic conception changed in an instant, becoming extremely hot. It made Deng Yi feel like he was roasting in a fire, and he even felt the pain of his body being burned by the fire. The artistic conception can also be real.

Ten minutes later, Mo Chen's artistic conception changed again. Deng Yiru is in the garden, with a hundred flowers blooming, butterflies dancing, and bees buzzing and working. The sun is shining and the breeze is fragrant. It's fascinating, it's intoxicating. The heart is extremely quiet at this moment, and I just want to lie quietly and sleep quietly.

The artistic conception dissipated in an instant, and Deng Yi slowly sobered up.

"Your martial arts have an empty posture, but no artistic conception. When you meet a real master, you may suffer a big loss. The artistic conception that you just felt seems to be powerful, but in fact it has no meaning. Mo Chen said.

"Meaningless? How so? If I fight to the death against the enemy under such an artistic conception, I am afraid that I will not be able to exert fifty percent of my strength. Deng Yi said in shock.

"Then you take my punch and try it." Mo Chen smiled slightly and said.

"Mo Island Lord, please!"

Boxing, slow and leisurely, ordinary, no tricks, no technology at all. Deng Yi was a little confused. Just when he was puzzled, Mo Chen's fist changed instantly. A ferocious aura burst out of the world. Deng Yi's whole body instantly froze at this moment, and his heartbeat suddenly stopped.

The fist stopped two centimeters in front of Deng Yi's chest, and then was withdrawn.

"Wow!" The punch didn't hit Deng Yi, but he couldn't stop squirting out a mouthful of blood. The whole body was sore, as if it had been a bitter battle for three days and three nights in a row. My mind was even more groggy and blurry.

Seeing that Deng Yi was paralyzed and was about to sink into the water. Mo Chen lifted him up, and then flew onto the test battleship.

"General, are you alright?" Seeing that Deng Yi was injured, Xiang Yi and Shen Zhi hurriedly stepped forward to care. Deng Yi did not reveal his identity, and Xiang Yi and Shen Zhi were not stupid, so they naturally understood the reason.

The lord is the soul of the territory, and it is related to the survival and decline of the territory. If Haisha Island knew that Deng Yi was the lord, it was very likely that they would meet Cai Qiyi and take Deng Yi captive. It is then possible to force them to send them to the psionic battleship, or to make even more greedy demands.

The wealth is moving. Even if Mo Chen looked very kind and very refreshing. It is not ruled out that he may turn his face and not recognize people in an instant.

It's different as a general. Although the general is important to the territory, it is not essential, and the weight is much lighter than the lord. Plundering the general is of little significance, even if you can extort two psionic warships, you may not be able to gain more than you lose. After all, none of the forces with spiritual power warships are small forces. Because of the two spirit-powered warships, to offend a big force, and then be retaliated against, I am afraid that the loss will be even greater.

"He's fine, he'll be fine with a little rest." Mo Chen said.

After resting for more than an hour, Deng Yi completely woke up.

"Don't you have a master to guide your cultivation?" Mo Chen asked.

"No, I cultivated indiscriminately." Deng Yi replied truthfully.

"The punch you just performed was created by you?"

"Yes."

"Remarkable! With my current cultivation, it is not easy to create such a martial art. It's amazing that you can do it! Mo Chen praised. Self-created martial arts, cultivation is of course a very important condition. But it's not just cultivation that can be accomplished. It also requires courage, inspiration, understanding, etc. In summary, derivation ability is an indispensable and important condition.

Most of the inherited martial arts of those great sects have been carefully polished by several generations, or even dozens of generations, to succeed and be perfected. There are also many self-created martial arts, but most of them are not on the stage. For example, Deng Yi's idle clouds seem to have touched the threshold of superior martial arts, and they are very powerful. In fact, it is full of flaws, there are many loopholes, and it is very easy to be targeted.

Deng Yi can win many battles, not relying on idle clouds, but on the strength of "casting gods". In almost every battle he fought, he overwhelmed people with force. Experience, skills, moves, etc. are all inferior, and cannot be put on the table.

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