Chapter 380: Environmental Induction Begins to Begin
In fourth and fifth place were also two dark elves, one was a mage and the other was a warrior, both of whom had reached the peak of level 60.
Although Midi is currently only level 60, if he fights head-on, he is naturally not afraid of either of these two people if he can defeat the lizardman.
However, before leaving, Zaknavan specially reminded that in this high-level ranking tournament, many times they are fighting in a dark environment, so it can be said that it is quite unfavorable to Midi, who is a human being.
Even if it is to illuminate the surroundings with a golden-red sword, the most conspicuous target is always Midi himself.
Therefore, how to overcome the impact of the lightless environment is the defect that Midi must get rid of at present.
Perhaps, it's time to find a way to improve telepathy and make it reach the level of environmental sensing!
With five days to go until the next competition, if you can master the environmental sense, there is no doubt that Midi's chances of winning will be greatly increased.
Otherwise, even if you try to reach the top five, I am afraid that many of Midi's methods and trump cards will have to be exposed.
"Five days, let's try it!" Muttered Midi to herself, a deep blue glow flashing in her eyes.
In the next moment, he had already unfolded his telepathy and began to enter a state of cultivation.
According to the Legend of the Sea Emperor, the easiest and quickest way to increase the level of your psychic abilities is to practice as many times as you can.
Of course, in fact, it is okay not to improve, even if it is fighting in the dark, with the spiritual power of Midi, as long as a large number of psychic explosions are thrown in all directions, ensuring that all intelligent creatures within a radius of 100 meters are all shocked.
But if you always use your psionic energy in such a low-level and brutal way, how will you deal with the death hunt order in the future?
Low-level psionic energy is of little use to a demon with a title, and the previous battle with that demon viscount has proved this.
Therefore, Midi intends to take this opportunity to increase the level of psionic energy as much as possible, so as to use higher-level skills.
Of course, its own level also has to be continuously improved, but the refining effect of the Gloomy Yinghua is always slow, unless it is to enter some relic inheritance to get the opportunity, otherwise, just staying in the tribe can only rely on the usual slow accumulation.
The range of telepathy spreads out and spreads in all directions within the tarantula tribe.
Since the Black Dragon Priest has a certain psionic resistance, which is equivalent to half a Mind Catcher, Midi did not directly spread telepathy, but turned it into a Psychic Thread, reading the thoughts of the Dark Elves of the outside world, while avoiding Golantis and her nemesis Zared, and extending in other directions.
As the sensing continued to extend, the extended psychic thread soon emerged from the huge cavern and entered the wilderness of the dark region.
In this vast dark place, there are very few minds that can be sensed, and yet, this is the best place for Midi to train "environmental sensing".
He no longer simply senses the mind, but uses his spiritual energy to sense the qiē around him.
Gradually, the originally dark world seemed to become brighter, and some shadows and outlines vaguely appeared in his psionic vision.
However, just to achieve this level, it took more than two hours for Midi to do so, and he was using a high-level psychic ability that he was not familiar with, so Midi's consumption was also very huge.
But he didn't stop there, but continued to grit his teeth and sense the environment.
In the limit state, people are the easiest to break through, this is the experience of Midi, and Lotus has proved it.
"Cheng Dù, who is exercising until you are close to falling into a coma, if someone who doesn't open his eyes comes over and wants to sneak attack or something, leave it to me to solve. Lotus said magnificently.
With this Eighth Apostle as the Dharma Protector, Midi naturally cultivated with confidence.
After a few more hours, he could already vaguely distinguish the outline of his surroundings, but by this time, he had already completely squeezed out the spiritual energy in his body, and even the Spirit Dragon Sword had become dim.
If it continues, it will not be a breakthrough but self-harm, so Midi hurriedly accepted it when he saw it.
After relieving the telepathy, he did not rest immediately, but supported his tired body and began to perform psionic rejuvenation. In this way, the limits are completely broken and then further consolidated.
And then the second and third days were the same.
On the fourth day, within Midi's psionic vision, the outline of the entire dark region finally became clear.
At this moment, the image transmitted back by the thread of his soul is no longer the blurred shadows and lines, but a complete topographical map, and every rock is accurately depicted.
And the actions of living creatures that lack intelligence, such as the Dark Rat, and so on, are also fully watched by Midi.
Originally, these small animals had no IQ, so telepathy could not detect them at all.
But now, under the influence of environmental induction, a qiē is undoubtedly revealed.
However, Midi was not satisfied that the light could form this kind of outline, he further increased the intensity of his senses, and finally, the outline of the phantom became clearer and clearer.
Not only the position and contours of the rock, but also the texture and complex unevenness of the rock surface are all sensed.
The moss and vegetation that grew on the damp surface of the dark region were finally revealed.
At this point, Midi's psionic vision revealed a lifelike world.
The world is in darkness, so in general vision or infrared vision, it is black and white.
And at this moment, in Midi's psionic vision, this is a world full of colors, and the appearance of each color allows Midi to better judge the entire environment.
"In four days, you were able to successfully use the environment sense, which is still a bit crude, but you can be proud of it. Lotus's voice sounded slowly, with a hint of approval.
"In this way, even in a dark-free environment, I can have the power to fight, and not only that, but it may be even more powerful than the night vision ability that these dark elves have!" Midi's heart suddenly felt a burst of anticipation.
After all, he was a warrior, so he was more hungry for the trials of blood and fire than for a comfortable life.
Of course, environmental sensing, while strong, is not without its drawbacks.
One of the main problems is that its consumption is several times higher than telepathy, and even with the dark blue essence spiritual energy possessed by Midi, it is impossible to fight for a long time.
Of course, it usually doesn't take much time to fight in the arena, and the battle can be ended quickly.
However, if Midi wants to carry out real missions and hunting in the dark field, how to turn on and off the environment sensor at the right time will become his biggest problem.
How to adapt?
Midi's answer is simple - fight first!
On the fifth day, Midi stopped doing this extreme psychic ability training, but took a full day off.
Tomorrow will be the day for the high-level slave fighters in the White Rock Cave to have a new week of ranked matches.
On that day, the fighters had to take turns fighting, each fighting a considerable number of fights, so that they could match up enough opponents and ensure that the points were scored with as little luck as possible.
In other words, it will be a very demanding day.
Therefore, as a ghost swordsman who has experienced a hundred battles, Midi naturally has to adjust his state first.
This is a dark region, not a sea of clouds in the sky, not a continent of Arad, level 60 here is much stronger than level 60 in the sea of clouds in the sky, even if he has multiple hole cards, Midi does not dare to hold it up.
Prudence and calmness, not arrogant or impatient, this is the biggest secret for a professional to survive and win a hundred battles.
However, although Midi has been practicing in retreat in a low-key manner these days, trouble will always come to her door.
"Human, get the hell out of here. A cold voice rang out, full of mockery and malice, "Or do you not dare to come out of your warm nest and face the real enemy?"
In the room, Midi frowned.
The management of the White Rock Cave is much stricter than that of the Black Rock, and any physical conflict is completely forbidden, like the Black Rock Cave, where Midi and the lizardmen have fought two or three times before a warning appears.
Here, no matter inside or outside the house, as long as you do it, a powerful lightning arrow will shoot down immediately, leaving you half dead.
Because of this, the slave fighters here usually practiced a sharp mouth.
Physical violence is not allowed, so they naturally take verbal violence to the extreme.
And this one who scolds outside the door, according to Midi's judgment, is obviously the type that is particularly good at this doorway.
If given a choice, Midi would not bother to engage in a verbal battle with the other party.
But if you keep silent like this, you will inevitably let others look down on you.
The dilemma made Midi feel a little headache.
Soon, though, he remembered a good way to deal with such provocations.
"I didn't expect that the skill that was not commonly used could be used here. A mocking sneer appeared on the corner of Midi's mouth, and then he pushed open the door and strode out.
Outside the room owned by Midi, two dark elves were standing coldly, and on the outskirts, many slave fighters who were watching the excitement showed a look of good fun.
On the side, Zaknafan looked at the two dark elves with an indifferent gaze, forming a confrontation.
Without much explanation, Midi immediately understood the identities of the two men.
They were the fourth- and fifth-ranked pairs.
The two men were from the same tribe and had been partners since before they became prisoners of war, the mage was called the "Ice Hand" and the Ghost Swordsman was called the "Blood Hand".
Although the individual combat power is not as good as that of Zaknavan, it is clear that their contribution points accumulate much faster.
As for running to Midi's side at this moment, there are only two reasons - to sow discord, or to coerce and intimidate.
Judging from the other party's style at the beginning, Midi is estimated to be the latter.