The Little God Who Sells the Protagonist

Chapter 262 Who is Strong or Weak?
Zhou Yan's attack hit again.

Strange to say, in this dream world, Zhou Yan's attack looks ordinary, not as sharp as in the real world.However, Wang Yichen just couldn't hide.

It can be said that Wang Yichen was caught off guard by the previous punch.But now with this sword, Wang Yichen almost watched himself being slashed.It seems that there is a certain power in this world, and this power has completely changed some of the battle 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 mental body?but……

How can the so-called spirit be used?How should spiritual power be transformed into specific combat power?Zhou Yan undoubtedly understood, but Wang Yichen couldn't expect him to tell him...

After being hit by Zhou Yan's sword, Wang Yichen's body - perhaps it should be called his mental body - did not suffer any damage, but the pain caused by this sword to Wang Yichen was extremely terrible!It was at least twice as intense as the pain caused by the previous punch!Wang Yichen fell to the ground and wailed for a full 5 minutes before slowly recovering.

During this process, Zhou Yan didn't take the opportunity to attack Wang Yichen, but leaned on the big sword and watched Wang Yichen whimpering and rolling on the ground with great interest, just like those old men walking birds in cages admiring the sound of birds.

"Is it strange why my body has no wounds at all?" Seeing Wang Yichen struggling to stand up again, Zhou Yan spread his hands and assumed the posture of a mentor again, "This is because the mental body will not suffer physical or physical injuries. Yes. In this world, there is only one way to want to die, and that is to continue to receive strong shocks to the mental body, and eventually die because it cannot bear the too strong mental pain. Simply put, that is, to die alive!"

"So, as long as I control the rhythm of the attack and don't let you receive multiple strong shocks in a short period of time, you will never really die, no matter what kind of attack I make on you." Zhou Yan slowly raised his hand "There are more than four hours left, we can play slowly."

Holding a high-energy laser sword, Wang Yichen panted and looked at Zhou Yan who was not far away. His eyes still had the haze left by him due to the too intense pain, but more of it was a look of sarcasm.

"You just told me that this world is a world in which spirit determines power, but you didn't tell me how to convert spiritual power into combat power. It's because you didn't dare to tell me, because you were afraid of me, right?" Wang Yichen said suddenly.

Zhou Yan, who had already raised his sword, was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "I'm afraid of you? Am I afraid of trash like you?"

"Of course you are afraid of me. You are afraid that after I know the method of transforming spiritual power into combat power, I will soon learn the essence of this method and even surpass you." Wang Yichen sneered, "It's like I am in the main game space. As I did, you taught me how to operate the card soldiers, but now, my eight formations can completely surpass any of your card soldiers."

"You keep saying that I'm trash, mentally weak, and that you yourself are mentally strong. But what about the truth? You don't even dare to tell me how to really fight in this world, and you don't even dare to fight with me in a fair way. You are afraid that I am afraid of this battle, if I am rubbish, then what are you?"

"Even in the real world, your actions can only be described in two words. In order to deal with the Red Flag Guild and newcomers like me, how many dirty methods did you use? Is your head long? In the crotch? Is there only the dark side inside?"

"A hypocritical, treacherous, so-called social elite like you deserves to talk about spirituality with me? Yes, I can only play games and write novels. I usually make less money at work. Ability. In the mouths of your so-called social elites, we are those young people who play with things and lose their minds, the worthless bottom of society, and a generation of morally broken people."

"But please understand, no matter how bad we are, we should work honestly, work hard and brainpower to get wages, fair and reasonable, and occasionally play games as entertainment, which is also green and pollution-free. Corruption, corruption, corruption, corruption We are not the ones who drive up housing prices, we are not the ones who build small factories to discharge sewage indiscriminately, it is not us who build small black food workshops, it is not us who lay down the ground and blackmail people, and it is not us who dance square dances to disturb the people. Who should be blamed more? educate?"

"Yes, there are many people worthy of respect among the older generation, and there are also people worthy of admiration in the upper class. But the so-called social elites like you, who are so rich and jaded on the outside, how can you have the shame to use seniors and elites Self-proclaimed words? How do you deserve to talk to us about spirit? Our wages are ten times lower than yours, and our working conditions are a hundred times worse than yours, but our actions are ten thousand times higher than yours."

"We know what we are doing and why we are working hard, 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 kneeling, we will still finish the journey, dignified , there is nothing ulterior!"

"If you have the ability, tell me how to convert your mental power into specific combat power. I want to see who has the stronger mental power? Is it you who just hides in the dark and secretly stink like a maggot, or you? I can stand upright under the sun!"

"Chou, do you dare?"

A moment of silence...

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

This rather handsome man was applauding at the moment while leaning forward and backward laughing, his whole face wrinkled into a ball, like a sharpie...

"Oh, oh, I really didn't expect you to be so good at talking. You wear a pair of sunglasses, take a stick, and set up a street stall, and you are qualified to tell fortunes." Zhou Yan wiped away the tears from laughing, pointing at Wang Yichen and said, "It's amazing, I was almost limped by you, and I almost taught you the way of mental combat on impulse."

"Let me tell you what real spiritual strength is, kid." Zhou Yan slowly restrained his smile, and said with a sullen face, "There is only one standard for being strong or not, and that is to distinguish between superior and inferior. The winner is determined by the strength! The strength of the body is for this goal, and the strength of the spirit is the same!"

"Do you think being a good person or a bad person is the criterion for evaluating a person's spirit? Do you think that whether a person does things openly or not, and whether he is honorable or not, is the criterion for whether he is mentally strong or not? Childish!"

"Throughout the ages, there have been many heroes and heroes who have never done things with honesty and light. They even shouted slogans that I would rather let the world down than teach the world to let me down. But who dares to say that these great things are not spiritual The strong one?"

"A real spiritually strong person is that no matter how many people fear you, criticize you, scold you, and curse you, you still remain unmoved, unwaveringly work hard for everything you want, fight hard, and finally achieve Your goal, this is the real powerhouse!"

"The so-called honesty and uprightness are nothing but self-consolation words for the weak. Because the weak have no ability to become winners, they can only concoct so-called spiritual victories to find excuses for their failures. But excuses are excuses. No matter how much you are surrounded by flowers, it will not change the fact that you are a weak person."

"A rubbish like you can only be a weak person forever. Even if you temporarily win me with some tricks and tricks, in the end, I will get everything back!" Zhou Yan raised his big sword, his face pale. Hideously, "Don't expect me to tell you the way to fight mentally. It is my wish to let you die in pain and despair. No matter what, you must die uglier than me!"

After saying this, Zhou Yan roared, and swung the big sword in his hand to strike at Wang Yichen again.

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

"Hey!"

The big sword hit Wang Yichen again, this time, Zhou Yan chopped Wang Yichen's head.The faint blue light suddenly burst out from Wang Yichen's sky spirit cover, it seemed as if he had opened his eyes...

The pain this time was ten times more severe than the previous sword strike!Wang Yichen opened his mouth, but he couldn't even make a sound. All the sensory cells in his body seemed to be necrotic all of a sudden, and they seemed to be a hundred times more sensitive all of a sudden. I feel like I've never lived so much.

This is probably what it feels like to be alive and dead.

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

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

Wang Yichen wanted to penetrate the mysteries of spiritual combat just by observing, he was too naive!
This time, Wang Yichen wailed for a full 10 minutes before struggling to stand up.And Zhou Yan's big sword has once again unceremoniously slashed at Wang Yichen!

"Zheng!" However, what Zhou Yan never expected was that his sword was actually firmly blocked by Wang Yichen's high-energy laser sword!

(End of this chapter)