Why don't you let it?" Mu Yang shook his head and said, "Leng Feng released the illusion very quickly, and there was no time for them to rush to him. ”

Yang Chen couldn't help but look at Yun Yue, Yun Yue's ice attribute should have a way. Yun Yue felt Yang Chen's gaze, glanced at Yang Chen, lowered her eyes again, and did not respond to Yang Chen. Yang Chen knew that Yun Yue had no intention of playing. Just when Yang Chen was disappointed, he saw Yun Yue raise his eyes again, and a cold voice sounded:

"I'll deal with him!"

"Huh......" Everyone's eyes converged on Yun Yue's face.

"Yunyue, you ......" Du Zheng looked at Yunyue suspiciously.

Yun Yue suddenly raised her hand and flicked her fingers at Du Zheng.

"Hiss......"

An ice pick shot towards Du Zheng, and as soon as Du Zheng tilted his head, the ice pick grazed his ears and shot into the wall behind Du Zheng with a bang.

"Are you an attribute cultivator?" Du Zheng looked at Yunyue excitedly: "Ice attribute!"

Wang An's expression was also happy, but then he frowned slightly and said, "Yunyue, your cultivation is not enough, whether it is the speed and strength of the ice pick, I am afraid that it will not be able to hurt Leng Feng." ”

"I only used the strength of a fourth-level martial artist just now. Yun Yue said coldly.

Wang An's eyes lit up: "You have been hiding your cultivation, what is your true cultivation?"

"Rank 9 Martial Artist Peak!"

"Hiss......"

There was a gasping sound around him, he thought that there were only two great gods in this martial arts team, Du Zheng and Yang Chen, but he didn't expect that there was still a great god hidden all along.

A ninth-level martial artist peak attribute cultivator! That is definitely a first-level warrior who can abuse ordinary warriors, that is to say, Yunyue can definitely abuse Du Zheng, and even abuse Yang Chen, he is the veritable number one god of this team!

"Try it!" Wang An said as he looked at Yun Yue.

Yunyue raised her hand and an ice pick shot out, and as soon as this ice pick appeared, the faces of Yang Chen and the others changed. The color of this icicle has turned dark blue, which means that the hardness of this icicle can penetrate steel, and the speed is also extremely fast, but as soon as Yun Yue raised his hand, the icicle had already shot in front of Wang An.

"Bang!"

Wang An raised his hand and grabbed the ice pick, his eyes full of joy.

"Okay!good! It's really the peak of a ninth-level martial artist!hahaha......"

Du Zheng and the others also had smiles on their faces, with Yun Yue, an ice attribute cultivator, they had the ability to attack from a distance. Moreover, no one knew that Yun Yue was an ice attribute cultivator, and under the surprise attack, it was very likely that Leng Feng would be killed before he could open the illusion realm.

"Yang Chen!"

Hearing Dean Wang An call himself, Yang Chen immediately looked over.

"As soon as the whistle blows, you immediately go straight to Leng Feng, your goal is not to kill Leng Feng, but to attract the attention of Leng Feng and those Xiamen University players. And at this time, Yunyue will make a move and kill Leng Feng. ”

Yang Chen and Yun Yue glanced at each other, and then both nodded to Wang An.

"What about us?" Du Zheng looked at Dean Wang An.

"You also rush forward, if Yunyue kills Leng Feng, you will take advantage of the situation to defeat Xiamen University. If Leng Yue doesn't kill Leng Feng, but interferes with him, you can approach as fast as you can, interfering with Leng Feng so that he can't release the illusion. If Yun Yue doesn't even interfere with Leng Feng and let Leng Feng release the illusion, you can ask for more blessings. ”

Yang Chen and Yun Yue walked side by side in the corridor, and Yang Chen asked softly:

"Why did you suddenly make a decision?"

Yun Yue said coldly: "Maybe you're right, I should show my strongest side and make the family pay attention to me." ”

Yang Chen nodded, understanding Yun Yue's thoughts. The two men separated around the corner and went to their own rooms. Yang Chen entered the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, first began to cultivate the Chaos Technique, this time after condensing the spiritual power in his body, when he hit the dantian barrier, he actually felt a trace of loosening, although there was only a trace, but it also made Yang Chen very excited.

After Yang Chen finished cultivating, he didn't look for that third-order spirit beast to fight, but returned to the hotel room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and fell into deep thought!

Cold!

And the spiritual power cultivator of Jingda can release the same spell as the attribute cultivator, although the power is weaker than the attribute cultivator, this is undoubtedly a huge innovation, or it opens a new chapter for the spiritual power cultivator.

After opening this mysterious door, the future development may not always be weaker than that of attribute cultivators!

But how does Kyoto do it?

When he encountered Leng Feng, the trick body that he had practiced so hard for, the fusion of Phantom Step and Grass Fly, almost lost its effect. Although Yang Chen broke free from the illusion of the phantom mouse, he may not be able to break free from the illusion released by Leng Feng.

It is certain that the grade of the phantom rat that Leng Feng got must be higher than the phantom rat he obtained, so the grade of the phantom rat created by Leng Feng would also be higher than the phantom rat that Yang Chen encountered?

In this way, Yang Chen may not be able to break free from the illusion released by Leng Feng!

Although there is a long-range attack of Yunyue, but once the long-range attack is desperately blocked by the students of Xiamen University?

You must know that they only need to block for a short time, as long as they give Leng Feng time to release the illusion, once the illusion is released, the biggest possibility is that all the Shanghai University players fall into the illusion, and then be defeated by Leng Feng.

You can't count on Yunyue all!

Yang Chen began to look inwardly at his mind, and at this time, the area opened up by his mind was already very vast, and even Yang Chen himself didn't know where the edge was. In his mind, a trace of white qi floated, and Yang Chen could feel that that there was a surging energy contained in that slender white qi line. In his mind, there is spiritual power, and the entire area opened up by his mind is spiritual power. It's just that the spiritual power contained in that white qi line is much surging than the spiritual power in the mind area.

"Is this spiritual strength? But it's too little!"

Yang Chen looked at it, and there were probably only a few hundred, wandering in his mind.

"So, what's the use of these vaporized spiritual powers?"

Yang Chen contemplated with his eyebrows, and after half an hour or so, his eyebrows raised, and he remembered the talisman.

"If I weave a talisman with these qi threads, will it release the Dao Method?"

"Try it!"

Yang Chen began to concentrate, trying to control a white qi line.

"Hoo ......"

Yang Chen breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and sure enough, he was able to control the white qi line, carefully controlled the white qi line, and began to outline a fireball talisman.

Lines of white air were pulled over and began to weave thinly.

"Bang!"

It was only a tenth of a time when the pattern of that fireball spell crumbled. The violent shock in his mind made Yang Chen dizzy.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Yang Chen's mouth.

A full hour passed before Yang Chen recovered, and he was afraid for a while. And that's just weaving a lowest-level fireball, and it's only a tenth. If you weave more and use more gas threads, will it collapse and explode at that time, will it blow your head to pieces?

Although the shock in his mind had disappeared at this time, and Yang Chen had fully recovered, Yang Chen did not dare to try again. It's not something you can just try, it's deadly.

Looking inwardly at his mind, Yang Chen once again fell into deep thought.

"These white lines of qi are scattered in my mind, wouldn't it be better if I put them all together?

As soon as he thought of it, Yang Chen began to control one white qi line to move closer to the other, but when Yang Chen no longer controlled it, the two qi lines separated and swam in his mind.

"That won't work! Why don't I wrap it in a ball?"

Yang Chen began to control a white qi line again, and slowly rolled it into a small ball of thread from the beginning. When it was successfully rolled into a small ball of thread, about the size of a grain of rice, Yang Chen began to perceive this ball of thread the size of a grain of rice, and there was no sign of collapse and explosion.

Think about it, it's not weaving, it's just changing the shape and rolling it into a ball of thread, how can it collapse and explode?

"Try again!"

Yang Chen pulled over another white silk thread and began to continue to wrap it around the rice-grain-sized thread, and the rice-grain-sized thread became the size of a mung bean.

It worked!

There is not the slightest sign of collapse!

Yang Chen was overjoyed, and began to pull a silk thread again, he didn't know what the final result would be, it was just an experiment. It's just the joy of success that keeps him entwined one after another. Finally, the last thread was completely wrapped around the ball, which was the size of a ping-pong ball.

Yang Chen's eyes became brighter and brighter, and in fact, after winding more than a dozen silk threads, he already had a feeling. If you use an analogy, Yang Chen before was like a student who skipped in class, and his thoughts were scattered. However, as the silk threads were wound into a ball, his spiritual power gradually concentrated, and he slowly seemed to be a concentrated student.

In other words, his spiritual power became more concentrated and stronger, as if he had concentrated his scattered power. In the past, it was a messy piece of chopsticks that could easily break, but now it is a pair of chopsticks tied together.

Yang Chen stopped winding, looking at the thread ball expectantly and worriedly, for fear that the thread would scatter again.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

The white thread showed no sign of scattering, and it looked like a spherical white cloud upward. He felt that his spiritual power was more concentrated than he had ever been, and it was also stronger than he had ever been!

"Hoo ......"

Yang Chen let out a long breath, his heart full of anticipation. He didn't know if his spiritual power would enhance the effect of resisting illusions after he wound it into a ball, and he didn't know what kind of changes would occur.

As soon as his mind moved, the spiritual power spread out, enveloping a radius of about one hundred and eighty meters, and retracting the spiritual power, Yang Chen frowned, this did not seem to have changed much, and it did not increase the scope of the spiritual power spread as Yang Chen imagined.

"Boom!"

Yang Chen controlled a short sword to roar out from the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, circling around the room.

Soon!

The speed was nearly doubled, and Yang Chen had a feeling that he could only control ten short swords, but now he should be able to control fifteen.

"So much stronger!"

Yang Chen was overjoyed in his heart, although there was no way to test the defense of spiritual power now, he had a feeling that the defense power must have increased now!

"I wonder if I can resist Leng Feng's illusion attack?"

He put away his dagger and went to the window, and opened the curtains, the sky outside had begun to turn white. Yang Chen simply stopped sleeping, entered the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain again, practiced the Chaos Technique, and finally hit the dantian barrier, the barrier was a little looser.

January 17th.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

The 80,000-person stadium was already packed, and there was still half an hour left before the game. Hou Ying hugged Xiao Chengcheng and sat in the first row, and next to her sat Sun Wentao, as well as Liang Jiayi, Liang Tao and his wife.

Almost all the Chinese people sat in front of the TV, and thousands of people were empty, all watching this game.

This is already a semi-final match, but there is a super dark horse with a lot of color. Whether it is Shanghai University that maintains the majesty of the old strong team, or the dark horse that cuts the old strong team off the horse, makes the whole of China look forward to it. In the VIP seat, there were many big shots. Except for the Seven Giants of Huaxia, almost all the grandmasters appeared in the VIP seats. The national team coaching staff is even more energetic. They all knew that Li Qutu had taken a fancy to two newcomers, one of whom was a freshman and the other was a sophomore, and they belonged to two camps. Yang Chen is the first year of Shanghai University, and Leng Feng is the second year of Xiamen University.

Who is stronger and who is weaker among these two newcomers?

As for the rest of the two martial arts teams, Li Qutu didn't pay much attention to them, because he already knew those people very well. For example, among the ten team members of Xiamen University, only Leng Feng is a sophomore, and the other team members are all from the senior year. Even Du Zheng, Tie Xinglong and others from Shanghai University, he knows them very well. What he watched today was Leng Feng and Yang Chen.

Neither of them had faced too strong opponents before, and today they should be able to force out more of their strength, allowing Li Qutu to understand them better.

8:30 a.m.!

Under the introduction of the narrator and the guest commentator, Shanghai University and Xiamen University entered the venue successively. Every time a person's name is recognized, a tsunami of cheers is heard. Especially when the names Leng Feng and Yang Chen were called, the cheers almost lifted the roof away.

Yang Chen looked at the opposite side, his gaze moving slightly.

In the past, before the teams fought, they were all cut in a row, and there was no formation. However, Xiamen University on the opposite side put on a formation at this time!

A defensive formation.

Nine people form a triangle, with three people standing in each corner, protecting the cold front in the middle.

"How is it?" Yang Chen covered his mouth to prevent the other side from seeing the shape of his mouth, and lowered his voice to Yun Yue, who was standing beside him, and said:

"Are you sure?"

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Chapter 244: Spiritual Power