Invincible from the Condor Heroes

Chapter 124 Illusion attack, stunned

Keeping Qi outside is worthy of keeping Qi outside.

A sixth-level cultivator is indeed a sixth-level cultivator, and the combat power he has exerted has exceeded Chen Guang's imagination, especially when he was trapped in it like this.

Sit back and wait for your opponent to click?

No.

This was not Chen Guang's choice.

Even if he was going to lose, he still had to go all out. He wanted to see how far he was from the opponent.

The Kungfu method is not bad, and it is running at full capacity!
Chen Guang stared at the giant mace above, narrowing his eyes slightly, and the next moment, he poked the dog-beating stick in his hand straight up.

There are no moves, just a simple poke.

As fast as thunder.

clang!
The dog-beating stick quickly collided violently with the giant mace, making a loud sound of gold and iron clashing, like a bell.

The giant mace seems to have a steel-like entity.

Chen Guang's blow really slowed down the trend of the giant mace rolling towards him, and also made it turn upwards for a distance.

But only there.

The giant mace still exists and has not been damaged in the slightest.

It also gave Chen Guang a feeling of continuous motivation instilled in him, making him feel that no matter how many times he pokes, he will eventually be crushed.

It's an uncomfortable feeling, but it's so real.

It's so real that it makes people want to go crazy.

unwilling.

But what can such emotions do?

It doesn't work at all.

Chen Guang knew this well and gradually suppressed the anger in his heart.

He looked more seriously at the giant mace above his head.

Strangely, after he had calmed down, he felt that the speed of the giant mace rolling towards him was much slower.

His heart was shocked, and Chen Guang, who looked carefully, found that this was not the case.

Is it an illusion?

No.

Definitely not an illusion.

Chen Guang was very convinced that his feelings just now were so real.

Not only that, but he also felt that the pressure of the giant mace on him was relatively less.

It's just that when he felt it carefully, there was an inexplicable force that would cover up and hide his feeling, as if it didn't exist at all.

Spiritual power!
Chen Guang quickly determined the nature of this power.

He quickly connected this feeling with the change in his mood just now.

Chen Guang, who thought of the key point, looked at the predicament he was facing with another look in his eyes.

The giant mace continued to roll towards him.

But the oppression in Chen Guang's heart had long since disappeared without a trace, and he even felt a little comfortable and happy.

The dog-beating stick in his hand was no longer tightly gripped.

Instead, he carried it casually, as if he was just sitting there waiting to die.

Of course, Chen Guang didn't intend to do that.

To be precise, this is his response strategy. To put it more exaggeratedly, this can also be his victory strategy to defeat the enemy.

He already had a decision in his mind.

That is, Yan Zejie, a sixth-level entry-level cultivator, is actually as bad at fighting as he was in the previous competition, whether it is fists, weapons, or qi control.

What Yan Zejie is good at should be manipulating and influencing people's spirits like the Meihu that Chen Guang met before.

That is, more advanced illusions and blinding methods.

Maybe, he really couldn't beat the injured fifth-level cultivator.

It's just because he didn't use his best skills.

After all, even if the fifth-level cultivator was injured, he was quite brave.

Thinking of this, Chen Guang quickly formulated a coping strategy in his mind.

The giant mace above his head is just a huge paper tiger.

He doesn't need to care at all.

The more he cares and fears, the stronger the giant mace will behave.

And if you don't care, it is really like air.

That's why Chen Guang made such a comfortable gesture.

Chen Guang admitted that his move was indeed a gamble.

The palms are also slightly sweaty.

But on the whole, he still has great confidence in his own judgment.

The spikes of the giant mace touched the top of his head.

The betting starts.

Did Chen Guang lose?
Of course I didn't lose.

The giant mace passed through Chen Guang's body like air.

It didn't feel like Chen Guang head-on with a dog-beating stick.

This made Chen Guang happy to break the trick, but at the same time he couldn't help being speechless. It turned out that he was fighting wits and courage with the air just now.

What's more, the scene in the eyes of the people watching the competition was that Chen Guang was making random gestures alone, like a fool.

And the reason for the feeling of rebound is also caused by Yan Zejie's influence on his own spirit.

While shaking his head with a wry smile, Chen Guang immediately began to think about another question.

Now that the giant mace has disappeared to break the game, where is Yan Zejie himself?
Stealth?

Or, in the blind spot of your own perspective?
Thinking of this, Chen Guang slowly turned his gaze around. The arena was empty, and the surrounding audience was extremely quiet, and they could clearly see their strange eyes holding their breath.

It seems that something incredible happened.

Realizing this, Chen Guang quickly guessed that maybe the picture he saw was completely different from what everyone saw.

To make matters worse, the pictures and sounds that Chen Guang saw were all created by Yan Zejie for him, and they were false, or they affected his judgment, or they were trying to cover up something, such as Yan Zejie's own whereabouts.

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but Chen Guang's eyes froze suddenly, and the dog-beating stick in his hand stabbed diagonally backward.

His intuition told him that something was wrong.

No.

It shouldn't be called intuition.

It should be some kind of will to fight.

Sensing danger, the body makes subconscious movements and takes the initiative to attack.

As the saying goes, the first move is the quickest.

Seeing the emptiness where the dog-beating stick sprinted, Chen Guang thought that his nerves were too tense and he was in danger.

But in fact there is not.

With a clang, Chen Guang really heard a slight sound of gold and iron colliding. Although it was faint, it did penetrate into his ears.

This made the corners of his mouth curl up slightly.

It turned out that this Yan Zejie was always not far behind him.

But for some reason, he never sneaked up on him.

The movement just now did not seem like an attack.

The sound of metal and iron clashing that Chen Guang heard was just the reaction of Yan Zejie blocking his attack.

And soon Yan Zejie moved his position, and Chen Guang used the dog-beating stick to test again, but there was no movement, and the place had become a real atmosphere.

Perhaps, the current Yan Zejie can't attack himself at all, this is the limitation of his technique.

Chen Guang suddenly came up with such a guess in his mind.

While feeling a little rejoiced, Chen Guang quickly became worried again.

It is impossible for the opponent to give up on this, and it is very likely that a bigger and stronger mental attack is brewing.

Chen Guang's worry was not wrong.

Because the attack is coming soon.

But the form that appeared surprised Chen Guang.

It can even be said to be dumbfounded.

Afterwards, his complexion couldn't help becoming extremely weird, and he couldn't help muttering softly: "Yan Zejie, Yan Zejie, are you using this to test the veteran cadres?"

(End of this chapter)