Zhou Yan's attack hit again.

Strange to say, in this dream world, Zhou Yan's attacks looked commonplace, not as sharp as in the real world at all. However, Wang Yichen just couldn't hide.

The previous punch can be said to be Wang Yichen's surprise. But now with this sword, Wang Yichen almost watched himself being slashed. It seems that there is some kind of power in this world, and this power has completely changed some of the combat rules that Wang Yichen has become accustomed to.

Perhaps, as Zhou Yan said, this world is a world of spiritual power? The stronger the spirit, the stronger the spirit body? But......

How can we make use of the so-called spirit? How should spiritual power be transformed into concrete combat effectiveness? Zhou Yan undoubtedly understood, but Wang Yichen couldn't expect him to tell himself......

After being slashed by Zhou Yan's sword, Wang Yichen's body—perhaps it should be called a spiritual body—did not show any damage, but the pain caused by this sword to Wang Yichen was extremely terrifying! The pain was at least twice as strong as the previous punch! Wang Yichen fell to the ground and wailed for five minutes before he slowly eased up.

In this process, Zhou Yan did not take the opportunity to attack Wang Yichen, but just held a big sword and watched Wang Yichen wailing and rolling on the ground with interest, just like those old men walking birds with cages enjoying bird calls.

"Isn't it strange why there are no wounds on your body at all?" Seeing Wang Yichen struggling to stand up again, Zhou Yan spread his hands and put on the posture of a mentor again, "This is because." The spiritual body will not be physically or physically damaged. In this world. There is only one way to want to die, and that is to continue to be strongly impacted by the spirit body. Eventually, he died because he could not bear too intense mental anguish. To put it simply, it hurts to die! ”

"So, as long as I control the pace of my attacks and don't let you get multiple strong shocks in a short period of time, you'll never really die, no matter what kind of attack I do to you." Zhou Yan slowly raised the big sword in his hand, "There are still more than four hours to go, we can play slowly." ”

Wang Yichen was holding a high-energy laser battle knife, gasping and looking at Zhou Yan not far away. There was also a haze in his eyes that had been left for him because of the intensity of the pain, but more than that, there was a mocking look.

"You just told me that this world is a world where spirit determines power, but you don't tell me how spiritual power should be transformed into combat power, because you don't dare to tell me, because you are afraid of me, right?" Wang Yichen said suddenly.

Zhou Yan, who had already raised his big sword, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "I'm afraid of you?" I'm going to be afraid of garbage like you? ”

"Of course you're afraid of me, you're afraid that after I know the method of transforming spiritual power into combat effectiveness. It will not take long to learn the essence of this method and even surpass you. Wang Yichen sneered, "Just like I did in the main game space, the operation of the card soldier was taught to me by you. But now, my Eight Array Diagram is completely capable of surpassing any of your card soldiers. ”

"You keep saying that I'm trash, a mentally weak person. Say that you yourself are mentally strong. But what about the facts? You don't even dare to tell me how to really fight in this world, you don't even dare to fight with me fairly. You're afraid I'm scared of this, if I'm garbage. So what are you? ”

"Even in the real world, what you do can only be described in two words. How many dirty means did you use to deal with the Red Flag Guild and to deal with newcomers like me? Does your head grow in the crotch of your pants? There's only the dark side in there? ”

"A hypocritical and treacherous person like you, the so-called social elite, is also worthy of talking to me about the word spiritual? Yes, I can only play games, I can only write novels, and I generally make less money at work, and I am not as skilled as you. In the mouths of your so-called social elites, we are those young people who have lost their minds, worthless people at the bottom of society, and a generation with broken morals. ”

"But please figure it out, no matter how bad we are, we work honestly, work hard and brainpower to get wages, be fair and reasonable, and occasionally play games as entertainment, which is also green and pollution-free. It is not us who are greedy, polluted, corrupt and corrupt, it is not us who speculate on housing prices, we are not the ones who build small factories and indiscriminately discharge pollutants, we are not the ones who build small black food workshops, we are not the ones who fall to the ground and slander people, and it is not us who dance square dances and disturb the people. Who deserves to be educated? ”

"Yes, there are many respectable people among the older generation, and there are also admirable figures in the upper class. But how can you have the cheekiness to flaunt yourself with words like seniors and elites? How do you deserve to talk to us about spirituality? Our wages are ten times lower than yours, and our working conditions are a hundred times worse than yours, but our deeds are ten thousand times higher than yours. ”

"We know what we're doing and what we're working for, no matter how bad the reality is. Even if we are really the Beat Generation, we are crushed by reality. But even if we are on our knees, we will still finish the road, with dignity and integrity, and there is nothing unspeakable! ”

"If you have the ability, you can tell me the method of transforming spiritual power into specific combat effectiveness. I'd like to see who is more mentally powerful. Is it you who only hide in the dark like maggots and stink secretly, or I can stand in the sun with dignity! ”

"The surname is Zhou, do you dare?"

There was silence......

......After a moment of silence, the silence of the scene was broken by Zhou Yan's applause.

The handsome-looking man was clapping his hands at the moment, and he leaned back with laughter, and his whole face was wrinkled with laughter, like a sharf......

"Ouch, I really didn't expect you to be so able to say, you wear a pair of sunglasses, take a stick, and set up a stall, you are qualified to tell people's fortunes." Zhou Yan wiped the tears that came out of his laughter, pointed at Wang Yichen and said, "It's amazing, I was really almost fooled and lame by you, and I almost taught you the method of spiritual combat on impulse." ”

"Let me tell you what true spiritual power is, boy." Zhou Yan slowly restrained his smile and said with a gloomy face, "Whether it is strong or not, there is only one criterion, that is, to distinguish between superior and inferior, strong and weak, and winner and loser!" The strength of the body and body is for this goal, and the strength of the spirit is the same! ”

"Do you think that good or bad people are the standard by which a person's spirit is judged? Do you think that a person is not upright and disgraceful, and this is the standard of whether the spirit is strong or not? Immature! ”

"Throughout the ages, how many heroes and heroes, they have never done things with the downright, and have nothing to do with the light, and can even shout the slogan that I would rather bear the people of the world than teach the people of the world to bear me, but who dares to say that these people who have achieved great things are not strong in spirit?"

"The real spiritual powerhouse is, no matter how many people are afraid of you, criticize you, scold you, curse you, you are still unmoved, unswervingly work hard for everything you want, to fight, and finally achieve your goal, this is the real strong!"

"The so-called what is worthy of the heart, the so-called upright, is just the self-consolation words of the weak. Because the weak simply do not have the ability to become a winner, they can only concoct the so-called spiritual victory to find an excuse for their defeat. But excuses are excuses, and no matter how much you say it, it can't change the fact that you are a weakling. ”

"Trash like you can only be a weak person forever, even if you win me temporarily with some conspiracy, but in the end, I will get everything back!" Zhou Yan raised his big sword, his face hideous, "Don't expect me to tell you the method of spiritual combat, and let you die in pain and despair, it is my wish." Either way, you, you must die a uglier death than I am! ”

After saying this, Zhou Yan roared, waved the big sword in his hand and slashed towards Wang Yichen again.

This time, Wang Yichen didn't dodge or block at all, just stood motionless, staring intently at every subtle movement of Zhou Yan, hoping to see some clues from it......

"Phew!"

The big sword struck Wang Yichen again, and this time, Zhou Yan slashed Wang Yichen's head. The faint blue light burst out from Wang Yichen's Heavenly Spirit Cover, and it looked as if it had been opened......

This time the pain was ten times more intense than the previous sword! Wang Yichen opened his mouth, but he couldn't even make a sound, and the sensing cells in his whole body seemed to be all necrotic at once, and it seemed to be a hundred times sharper at once, making him feel as if he had died for a while, and he felt that he had never lived so existentially for a while.

That's probably how it feels to be dead and alive.

"Hahaha, stupid, you think you can see the mystery of spiritual combat just by looking at your eyes?" Seeing that Wang Yichen completely gave up resistance, Zhou Yan smiled happily.

Fighting with the spirit and body, fighting with the flesh and the body are basically two sets of rules, two logics, and two different things, and they cannot be confused at all. If Zhou Yan hadn't sacrificed his soul a long time ago and received the help of the Goddess of the Night, it would be impossible for him to use his spirit body to fight.

Wang Yichen just wanted to understand the mystery of spiritual combat just by observing, he was too naïve!

This time, Wang Yichen wailed for ten minutes before he could barely struggle to stand up. And Zhou Yan's big sword has already unceremoniously slashed towards Wang Yichen again!

"Zheng!" However, what Zhou Yan never expected was that his sword was actually firmly blocked by Wang Yichen's high-energy laser battle knife! (To be continued......)