In the backyard, the daily grinding battle continues.

Since there are not as many guests as there were before at the post station recently, the five Songzhou people who were detained for labor reform were also idle - so, in boredom, these five Songzhou people simply joined the ranks of grinding and began to compete for the right to grind the two grinding discs.

Four people grab two grinding discs, although there is a competition, but each person can still get a little time, can be replaced by nine people to grab two grinding discs, that's another matter.

The intensity of the battle directly escalated, and the nine evil qi masters began to roll inward frantically.

Of course, this level of battle is nothing to watch for Du Chengfeng, after all, ordinary evil qi masters can't do anything that can make his eyes shine - not to mention that these people have all been unsheathed, and the evil qi master without the blade is as weak as a dog that has had its claws removed.

However, except for the five Songzhou people, although they did not hold a sword, the tattoos on their bodies were already bloody, and the fists and feet were full of anger, and for a while, they were pressed against the four masters of the rivers and lakes.

"It's ...... Condensed evil qi in a special way? ”

Du Chengfeng, who was watching the battle from afar, frowned slightly.

Speaking of which, he had also done relevant experiments, it should have been not long after he got the power, at that time he was very curious, what is the mechanism of action of evil qi - as we all know, the blade will be infected with evil qi when killing, this is a very popular common sense, so the question is, if you only rely on fists and feet to kill people, where will the evil qi work?

But curiosity is curiosity, he has not had much time to do this experiment, after all, this experiment is not humane, and then he simply forgot about it. However, he vaguely remembered that even if he killed someone empty-handed, as long as he brought a knife, the evil spirit would still return to his knife.

It's a wonderful mechanism.,But it's also very much in line with this god-wrenching world.,Anyway, as long as you see the handle of the knife, you'll think it's a knifeman.,Of course, the knifeman kills people with a knife - as for whether to use a knife or not.,It doesn't matter.,The whole process is full of subjective speculation that can be thought of by patting your head.,But this kind of bullshit thing can hardly get through.。

"A lot of times normal logic doesn't work...... Or, who defines the concept of normality? ”

Of course, there will be no answer to this question, no one can say exactly which specific person the concept of normality comes from, the so-called normal is more like a kind of atmosphere, or a consensus - after all, if you take it out alone, no one will say that they are abnormal, and even those evil monsters will say that they are normal, but they look different from the public.

In short, the old theories may not always work...... Look at things with a changing eye. ”

Du Chengfeng, who had just eaten two rabbits, was deeply touched by this, and even his eyes when he looked at the five Songzhou people began to change.

Whether it was evil qi or fists and feet, they gradually became blurred, and now what appeared in Du Chengfeng's sight were only five flowing mental power aggregates, and with these consciousness bodies chanting the shouts of the ancestral spirits, their images were more condensed and more condensed - perhaps this kind of primitive shouting was indeed useful, just because another vague mental force did reflect on their bodies, making them fight more fiercely and fight harder.

"Is this the ancestral spirit...... By imitating the posture of a strong man? ”

Du Chengfeng observed it with interest, he had never seen this thing before.

Compared with the common evil spirit, the ancestral spirit worship of the Songzhou people is quite out-of-the-way, and those evil qi masters occasionally pass by Songzhou, and when they fight with these Songzhou people, they often overturn on the spot because of these strange methods that they have never seen - but now in Du Chengfeng's sight, these strange methods that no one knows about have unveiled their mysteries.

"Original...... That's what happened. ”

After watching it for a while, Du Chengfeng probably understood the operation mode of this set of things.

It is true that these Songzhou people are fighting empty-handed at the moment, but in the eyes of these Songzhou people, it is the ancestral spirit that guides them to fight - in other words, it can be understood that these Songzhou people came up with a weapon called "ancestral spirit", but this weapon can not be used to cut people like ordinary blades, but can be relied on on their bodies, strengthen their bodies, and at the same time give them corresponding tactical guidance.

It is precisely because of this operating logic that the evil spirit of these Songzhou people is directly attributed to the "ancestral spirit", and the reflection of the ancestral spirit in reality is the tattoo on these Songzhou people.

"Actually...... Can you still play like this? ”

Du Chengfeng was dumbfounded, and he suddenly wanted to resurrect Wu Zhao again.

After all, he still remembered that these Songzhou people were the descendants of Wu Zhao's tribe back then, and he wanted to ask Wu Zhao if he knew that his descendants could do such an outrageous job.

But there is no need to ask about this kind of thing, Wu Zhao may still know, after all, when Wu Zhao fought with him, he also leaked this technique of using tattoos.

"It's kind of a new way to play."

Du Chengfeng summed it up like this.

It's just fresh, and it hasn't been able to get strong yet, just because the battle situation in the backyard has changed now-maybe because they were finally beaten out of anger, or because these five Songzhou people were too bullying to fight together, and those four evil qi masters finally began to exert their strength.

The first to enter Du Chengfeng's sight was the swordsman named Beidou, this swordsman was the first to counterattack, although there was no sword in his hand, but this swordsman insisted on using his fingers as a sword, practicing point stabs, and forcing back two Songzhou men with only one person.

Such a posture couldn't help but remind Du Chengfeng of another swordsman he was more familiar with.

However, unlike the little Cui swordsman he knew, this Beidou is obviously another style, if the route taken by Cui Yuan is the ultimate sharpness, then what Beidou is good at is the ultimate precision - every time he points to the thorn, Beidou can accurately point to the most uncomfortable position of the two Songzhou people, even if these two Songzhou people are blessed by ancestral spirits, they are still beaten and complained.

Those two Songzhou people didn't even know why they were like this, obviously they were the one with the advantage in numbers, but at this moment, the two of them seemed to be surrounded by just one person.

In the deep battle, they really didn't know why, but Du Chengfeng, who was a bystander, could see it clearly.

In Du Chengfeng's line of sight, the consciousness body named Beidou was constantly rotating, different from the consciousness displayed by those Songzhou people, like a blurred human form, this swordsman's consciousness body was more like a bright star - and now, this star was cleverly rotating around the two Songzhou people, delicately brushing all the attacks of the two Songzhou people, and then aiming at the weaknesses of the two Songzhou people, carrying out a fierce impact.

"The Power of the Stars...... Is it? ”

Seeing that the streamer that only existed at the level of consciousness was even gradually reflected on Beidou's fingertips in reality, Du Chengfeng nodded slowly.

Of course, this can't be the real power of the stars, Du Chengfeng has still learned some of the most basic astronomy, you must know that most of the stars that can be seen in the night sky are stars, and the terrifying high temperature alone is not something that humans can withstand - but compared to the real star power, this imaginary power of the stars seems to be more convenient to use, at least the swordsman named Beidou is quite happy to use.

Indeed, judging from this performance of the power of the stars, this swordsman named Beidou's understanding of the stars is at the level of half a bucket of water, but what about half a bucket of water? Isn't half a bucket of water useless?

Because it's half a bucket of water, it's easier to carry!

"It's a way to do it......"

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng's gaze turned to Beidou's side, the evil qi master named Su Youfang.

Compared with Beidou's mental strength, which is as solid as the stars, Su Youfang's mental strength is relatively scattered, just looking at the vague appearance, it is even inferior to the few Songzhou people on the opposite side - and the facts have also proved that Su Youfang is indeed inferior to those Songzhou people, just because those Songzhou people only have one person, they can press Su Youfang's head to fight.

Even if Su Youfang has struggled to resist, that little resistance still can't shake the Songzhou Han in front of him, with the blessing of the ancestral spirit, the Songzhou Han is invincible.

Until Beidou beside him, he was punched.

It turns out that imaginary stars are not real stars after all, and it is a bit too reluctant to imitate them with human beings - not to mention that the stars themselves have collided, let alone mere human bodies. Under the offensive of the two Songzhou people, Beidou's orbital logic was finally caught flawed, and the two Songzhou men punched Beidou directly on the spot.

It is true that Beidou fell to the ground, but beside Beidou, the evil qi master named Su Youfang has undergone changes that are visible to the naked eye.

"You ...... How dare you hit my brother! ”

Su Youfang raised his fist and pounced, and the ferocity was like a fire!

It was the blood that flowed endlessly, and the anger that almost condensed into substance.

"Is it emotionally motivated......"

Du Chengfeng, who was watching the battle, touched his chin.

In his sight, Su Youfang's mental strength was originally quite scattered, but when Beidou was knocked to the ground, those scattered mental strength was ignited in an instant - at this moment, Su Youfang's whole person was like a flame, and there was no grass everywhere he went.

Even from such a distance, Du Chengfeng could still feel the anger in Su Youfang's chest.

Regarding emotional drive, Du Chengfeng has actually seen a lot, the so-called anger starts from the heart, and evil is born to the side of the guts, anger can indeed make people become more courageous and aggressive in a short period of time - after all, many evil blades were born in this way, these blades were originally mortal iron, who could help someone take them to carry out some tragic vendettas, kill a little more, and naturally become infected with evil qi.

However, it is the first time that Du Chengfeng has made such a direct observation as now.

"That's how it works."

Du Chengfeng nodded slowly.

Different from Beidou's solid condensation method, the mental fluctuations brought by emotional turmoil are more like turbulent angry waves, it may still lack in the degree of condensation, but this explosive power also brings it majestic power - and when this power is reflected on Su Youfang, it is now this wild and uninhibited blow, under the support of this anger, Su Youfang, who could not even beat a Songzhou person, actually helped Beidou break the siege with one enemy and three.

"But I remember that his previous style of play was not like this......"

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng's gaze turned again, looking at Hu Sanbian, who was fighting with another Songzhou person.

If he remembers correctly, Su Youfang and the old liar Hu Sanbian's style of play is actually the same way, of course, there must be a difference in subdivision, but on the whole it is very similar - but at the moment, it seems that driven by anger, the relatively young Su Youfang has embarked on a different path.

On the contrary, it was the old liar Hu Sanbian who still insisted on the kind of defensive counterattack and the way of playing to lure the snake out of the hole, and in Du Chengfeng's sight, the image of the old liar Hu Sanbian gradually changed into the appearance of a black poisonous snake.

This is very in line with Du Chengfeng's understanding of this style of play, and the deepest feeling for leading the snake out of the hole is naturally the poisonous snake itself, obviously, the old liar Hu Sanbian also thinks so. Although Hu Sanbian dodges most of the time and rarely takes the initiative to make a move, every time he makes a move, he is always spicy and tricky, and he goes straight to the point.

It is like a venomous snake lying on the ground, quietly waiting for the opportunity to inject venom into the body of its prey.

"But this snake ...... It's not obvious. ”

Seeing half of it, Du Chengfeng began to scratch his head.

What appeared in front of him was just the appearance of a pitch-black poisonous snake, which was still a little bit different from the real poisonous snake, if it had to be described, it was more like a sinuous and twisted black stick, occasionally trembling a few times uneasily.

Compared to the vague humanoid figure reflecting the ancestral spirit on the opposite side, this sinuous black stick is really a bit unsightly, and the fact is that the old liar Hu Sanyan has not made any positive achievements until now, and can only be regarded as barely supporting.

"Is this the level of an ordinary evil master...... Not firm enough, so it's always almost funny to start? ”

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng looked at the last evil master.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to be a bit of a master of evil spirit.

The last evil qi master, if he remembers correctly, should be called Wang Tong Gong, compared to the other three people with different styles, this young man named Wang Tong Gong used the orthodox evil qi master's style of play - that is, to drive the evil qi in various ways, and then use the majestic evil qi to bombard the opponent head-on.

Theoretically, it's actually no problem, after all, that's how all the evil qi masters fight.

But the problem is that Wang Tonggong is now empty-handed.

Without a blade in hand, there is naturally no evil qi available, and the bare-handed Wang Tong bow can only rely on the most primitive instinct, trying to hit it with evil qi while slamming his fist - this is not even what Wang Tong Gong himself wants to try, but he is too accustomed to using evil qi, and now he is not his most commonly used way of fighting, how he fights how he is not adapted.

Wang Tonggong was not suitable here, but the Songzhou people on the opposite side were quite adaptable, so after a lot of punches and kicks, Wang Tonggong's whole person was almost beaten apart on the spot.

Of course, in a physical sense, this is an exaggerated description, those Songzhou people themselves are still in labor reform, and it is naturally impossible to kill people in the backyard - but at the level of will, in Du Chengfeng's sight, Wang Tonggong's whole person has been really scattered, and those scattered mental forces are piece by piece, and they can't even piece together a complete shape.

It's just like the vague consciousness under Wang Tonggong's eyes.

"When a person is knocked unconscious, will his mental strength also be dissipated......

It's the first time Du Chengfeng has seen such a scene, but thinking about this kind of thing, a firm will can indeed change everything, but no matter how firm the will is, you must first ensure that you are at least conscious - of course, some people who are firm to a certain point may not be shaken even when they are confused, but Wang Tonggong is obviously not in that ranks.

You must know that Wang Tonggong's mental strength is already scattered, and the beating from the people of Songzhou has made it even worse for him, just looking at those broken mental strength, it is still necessary to say when Wang Tonggong will wake up.

"You can still use it like this!"

After watching the whole battle, Du Chengfeng was still unsatisfied, and it was the first time he experienced this fresh perspective.

"But I've seen enough, what time is it, why don't you cook first...... Well? ”

Du Chengfeng, who was preparing to meet in the back kitchen, subconsciously glanced at the sky in the distance.

I saw that under the clear sky that should have been cloudless, there was a huge whirlpool slowly whirling.

The huge whirlpool even twisted the clouds, but for a time it was like a dark cloud covering the top.

It was a whirlpool of mental strength that enveloped the entire town of Sanshan.

(End of chapter)