"If you say that, you have a background," Ouyang Dao said, turning to look at Bagong Ji City. Eight Feet City, armed with a long sword, dismisses Ouyang Dao's question.

"To walk out of this academy safely, you must be a person with a sense of honor," Ouyang Dao said, standing up, leaning against the edge of the blade, stopping in front of the blade, only a millimeter between his scalp and the sword.

To avoid making unnecessary mistakes, I ask you one last time, do you know who I am" Yes. Do you think your identity matters?" Eight Feet City sneered, and Ouyang Dao directly interrupted. "Very well, now repeat my name. Are you sure you want to provoke Gaias Lanka" Provoked, not provoked, I'm just condemning a bum" Hachijo grinned and waved his arms, the sharp blade glinting.

"Okay, now that the normal procedure is complete, let's move on to the next step," Ouyang Dao said, the edge of his scalp approaching the edge of the sword.

The Eight Bazaars, which had just gone on a rampage, were frozen. With every step Ouyang Dao took, he pulled out the hilt of his sword. "Aren't you coming, don't you see the sword in my hand?"

"Please rest assured, I'm sensible, come on, do what you want" Ouyang Dao continued to move forward, his flat steps beating the heart of Hachiko City like a drum. "If you get any closer, I'll shoot," said the Eight Feet Market, who had been reprimanded by Alfonso a few days earlier, and who would not forgive him if someone said he was going to expel the student. If it were the legendary strongman, Bazi City would not be so afraid, but it is known that Alfonso and the king have a good relationship, and Bazi City is one of the victims.

The once ambitious prince, making the mistake of a novice, tried to use his power to win Alfonso's support and gain a significant bargaining chip for the throne.

The news was first told to the king by Alfonso, and then all the princes and princesses were recalled to the palace by the king, and in front of many princes and princesses, the old king severely reprimanded the eldest prince. All members of the royal family were ordered, under the personal supervision of the old king, to copy the rules of the Academy. Despite the complexity of the rules and regulations of vocational colleges, this workload is insignificant for professionals.

What was really terrible was the attitude of the old king towards Alfonso. The prince replica of this storm quickly spread, and the reputation of the eldest prince as a negative archetypal caused an undercurrent of competition for the throne to surge within the otherwise peaceful kingdom. Initially, the status of the eldest prince was undoubted, but after this incident, the daughters of the second emperor, the daughters of the third emperor, and the four princes, all had their own ideas. But even then, the king did not stop the prince from plagiarizing books. Its profound meaning once kept Hachiko awake at night.

Five years have passed since that incident, and the battle for the throne is raging, and the Bazi City, which wants to ascend to the throne but lacks strength, is afraid of being assassinated, so the process of entering the vocational academy begins. In the vocational academy guarded by Alfonso, the Eight Skill City believed that no one in the entire kingdom would dare to assassinate him. Alfonso also did not like his behavior, and although he did not fire him, he warned him to his face.

Eight Feet City today can be said to be both arrogant and cautious, his identity is enough to make him arrogant in the eyes of those who don't know, but if you really touch him, you will see through his disguise. The Eight Feet City is inviolable. He needs the police academy to provide him with an amulet, and he needs alfonso to make sure he doesn't get his neck cut at night. Now, as Ouyang Dao approached, Eight Feet City's forehead was sweating.

If the assassination continues, he will face Alfonso's ouster, and a series of assassinations will follow. If this sword does not go down, his disguise will be exposed, and after the successive appearance of various temptations and the power of spies, it is of course impossible to have such a happy life. Is there a thorn? That's the question.

Eight Feet City finally decides that life at a problem school is better than the thrill of being stabbed outside of school. But Eight Feet City wanted to retreat, but Ouyang Dao didn't stop. Ouyang Dao continued to move forward, determined not to provoke Alfonso, and Eight Feet City had no choice but to raise the hilt of his sword. As Ouyang Dao got closer and closer to Eight Feet City, Eight Feet City's hand became higher and higher.

"Why not, aren't you too aggressive," Ouyang Dao frowned. He could have done so on the basis of evidence, but no actual harm had been done, and the reasons for doing so were incomplete. Thinking of this, Ouyang Daomeng's head stretched forward, and the blade pierced his skin, and was immediately clamped tightly by Ouyang Dao's muscles.

Hachiike City froze. He drew his sword, but he couldn't, and the next minute, he had sharp pain in his chest and abdomen. "My friend, are you ready for genocide in light of your aggressive behavior towards me?"

"Genocide, you dare to say it" Eight Feet City wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and Ouyang Dao directly knocked him out of the library, destroying countless books, tables and chairs, making Eight Feet City frown. Being able to destroy the library with impunity is not a reckless man or dependence, and the probability that Ouyang Dao is a reckless man is too low.

"Stop!" Gaia, he's the last person you want to mess with," Fei Ona said, stepping out from the side, shouting to stop Ouyang Dao. Seeing Fiona, Ouyang's eyebrows slowly wrinkled, Fiona didn't have a good impression of him, seeing Xiao Yaji City, still standing there after a circle, Ouyang Dao thought he had found something.

"Some people say you shouldn't hit a woman, but as a professional, I don't think it's right to be sexist," Ouyang said, punching Fiona in the eye in the biting cold wind. However, next, both sparks were suppressed by Fiona, and she chose to stand in front of Ouyang Dao. Fiona slid down the wall and spat out a mouthful of blood, along with bits and pieces of internal organs.

Ouyang Dao glanced at her blankly. "Is it a bit presumptuous for Your Excellency to do this?" Hachijo stood up with an iron sword, anger burning in his eyes. Even so, there is no evidence..."Before Eight Wisdom City could finish speaking, Ouyang Dao appeared behind him and put his hand on his neck.

The last words I heard before Hachichi fell into a coma were that I read the verdict. You are the one who needs evidence" Ouyang Dao has already taken control of Eight Feet City, I want to go back and talk to Tianlong.

It's only natural to inspire epic power and sacrifice the lives of your entire family. Just as Ouyang Dao was about to leave the academy, Alfonso appeared.

"Gaia, I want to talk to you"

Listening to Alfonso's words, Ouyang Dao hesitated. "If you want the person I have now, you can get him back. In exchange..."

"I'm not here for him" Alfonso stared at Ouyang Dao, in Ouyang Dao's eyes, the space around him shattered into small squares, spinning like a kaleidoscope, and after a few breaths, Ouyang Dao found himself entering another world.

The scenery outside is still Wangdu Vocational College, but it is only him and Alfonso. Ouyang Dao shook his head in a trance, a little uncomfortable in his head. "I'm sorry, it takes a bit of skill," Alfonso said, waving his hand on the undulating floor, setting up a set of chairs and a wooden coffee table across from each other, among plants, flowers, and birds. Alfonso walked over and sat down. Ouyang Dao didn't move. He was still wondering why he was dizzy.

"What did you do?"

"A little trick to transmit spiritual power to you through your eyes, suppress your facial features without you knowing, and minimize your reaction to the outside world" Alfonso picked up the teapot, which appeared at an unknown time, and the familiar aroma of tea shook Ouyang Dao.

"Come and try, it's not a great experience for you," Ouyang Dao said hesitantly as he sat down, still shocked by what Alfonso had done. A look blinded him, Ouyang Dao didn't know how many days had passed, and the entire academy had been abandoned by him. No one means you can wreak havoc, it's ready to fight me. Sensing the importance of this gesture, Ouyang Dao's headache intensified. Importantly, his weaknesses were discovered. After 10,000 times of normalization, Ouyang Dao's data on the system panel is quite good, with strength, agility, and physique reaching thousands, but his perception and mental strength are only 50 points.

This question is dictated by the fundamental nature of the dual soul technique, after all, it is a mystical technique that involves a split personality, and if used to enhance perception and spirituality, the doppelganger's mind may even be more powerful than the original mind before the surgery.

This creates a huge loophole: the doppelganger can rely on powerful psychic powers to break free from the subject's control, since the doppelganger's soul is based on the small amount of psychic energy initially released, and the doppelganger can simply use a large amount of psychic energy to overcome his limitations. The Oneness of All Things is a new version of the oneness of two objects. Although the purpose of the oneness of all things is opposite, there is no difference in the nature of the oneness of all things.

This created an embarrassing situation, although Ouyang Dao was physically strong, he was mentally elite. Ouyang Dao was aware of this weakness, and he consciously hid it, but from the outside, this weakness was too obvious: he couldn't control his strength. Now that the problem has been discovered by Alfonso, it is impossible for Ouyang Dao not to be afraid.

A strong person, the weak link in a field, is easy to attack, especially when Ouyang Dao's shortcomings are so huge and the methods are so simple. All it takes is a psychic master. Ouyang Dao was exposed to and studied two types of psychology in her vocational college course: hypnotist and psychologist. These are the two paths inherited and developed by the vocational college, and it is the faculty and staff who have shown Ouyang Dao and many students the characteristics of the profession.

In class at that time, the two teachers gave many students a warning: never spend too much time with a psychiatrist with a higher position than you. According to the two teachers, a highly qualified psychologist could easily deal with a low-level professional, and the defendant could not resist. For example, on their two paths to work, the hypnotist can give commands to the subconscious, usually the hypnotized person is awake, but once the self is asleep, everything after that is completely subject to the hypnotist's orders.

Psychologists can cultivate the consciousness of the subject's subconscious, and although they cannot directly manipulate the subject, they can skillfully distort the subject's character, and when the seeds of thought develop to a certain extent, the subject is the puppet of the psychologist. Ouyang Dao has always been skeptical of the teacher's description, because as professionals grow, their mental abilities will naturally increase, and because growth is often accompanied by battles and struggles, the mental will of each professional can be said to be extremely strong.

This, coupled with the often heard story of a hypnotist being killed by his staff and a psychologist being exposed and then burned to death, made Ouyang Dao lack vigilance against the power of the mind. Until now, Alfonso has taught him a lesson. Ouyang Dao frantically dug into his memories and found nothing out of the ordinary.

From Alfonso's appearance to their conversation, it took him less than a minute for Alfonso to make the tea table and hot tea. But reality told him that the memory was wrong, because the hostages he had taken were all gone, and the professionals who were still buzzing a few minutes ago were gone, and on the table created by Alfonso, in Ouyang Dao's hands, that cup of tea was just right. The transition from boiling water to normal low temperatures might have taken at least a few minutes, but Ouyang Dao watched Alfonso prepare and set the table in less than a minute.

One second the coffee table is still there, and the next second the hot tea is cold. The disorientation of space and time confused Ouyang Dao. He felt as if he was living in a real world, but he felt as if he was hallucinating. He didn't even know that what he was seeing and touching was real body feedback, or the vision that Alfonso had created for him.

"How's that? Not bad, huh?" Alfonso put down the cup and looked at the unchanged cup in front of Ouyang Dao with a smile.

"You don't have to do this to me. You've always wanted one."

"I don't want it now" Ouyang Dao clenched his palm, used all his strength, secretly made a cut on the skin of his palm, and felt the warm blood like a jewel on his fingers, Ouyang Dao sat up silently. He was the last straw, and if things didn't go well, Ouyang Dao didn't mind being the last target.

Ever since he discovered the anomaly in his blood, Ouyang Dao had made a bold guess. This hypothesis is based on changes in his blood: when the blood leaves his veins, after about two to three minutes, it turns into a bead-like clot, which is no different from blood flow and can be used as a source of blood correction.

For a while, Mr. Ouyang didn't think the change had any effect, until he came up with an interesting question. Although blood comes from the body itself, humans cannot reintroduce blood directly into the bloodstream through oral or physical contact. This can be done by mouth or by contact with blood.

Based on this principle, Ouyang Dao guessed: What would happen if he ate his own blood, that is, his own blood?