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As Yan Ding continued to fly by, the strengthening magic in his body gradually disappeared, and he could clearly feel the warning that his body was overwhelmed and sent to him.

It's not so easy to explode. It just tore all over the body and left you unable to move. This was already the best result.

If it weren't for this, Yandingrenxian mode would be able to explode at speeds that break the sound barrier just by stepping on the air. There would be no need to waste the already limited telekinesis reserves in order to save this little energy.

The tripod flew down from the air and landed in front of the monk in the alley.

When the monk saw Yan Ding coming back, he didn't say much. He just closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and opened his mouth to think of a Buddha's name. However, when the words came to his mouth, they turned into:

"vomit"

Yan Ding kept a gloomy face and just stared at the monk without speaking.

Suddenly, Yan Ding didn't open his mouth, but Yan Ding's voice suddenly sounded in the air:

"You have nothing to say"

The monk retched twice, his face turned earth-colored, and he opened his mouth and said:

"Donor Yan, please teach Donor Wang to receive his magical powers."

Are we talking about the same thing?

Just looking at the monk's intention to change the subject, Yan Ding was too lazy to talk to him here now, even though he said he would settle the score with him before leaving.

The injuries on his body still need to be carefully adjusted.

Yan Ding turned around and saw Wang Hongzhao who had just returned to the alley. He looked at him carefully with sharp eyes.

After Wang Wanghongzhao came back, he was confused when he saw that there was an extra person in the alley in such a short time.

You know it's a dead end.

Is it possible that this person can fly?

Wang Hongzhao felt panicked.

These people were different from the gangsters he usually dealt with. He was able to win over those gangsters only because he was cruel to himself.

But he also knew that this level of cruelty could only deal with small gangsters.

If he didn't suddenly have that kind of ability, he really wouldn't dare to face this kind of person who he couldn't afford to offend at first glance.

I regretted that I should not have suddenly become passionate and run to find the culprit with a sense of justice.

He ran over and didn't call the police. Eat canned herrings right in front of him.

This kind of punishment is probably the first time in history

Wang Hongzhao was helpless. He had been bullied by gangsters before. Before, he was so passionate that he just thought that the culprit should be found. As for what he should do after finding it, he didn't think much about it.

Now that he had found it, he was stuck in a dilemma and could only eat canned herrings to calm down his shock.

Wang Hongzhao and Yan Ding looked at each other for a long time and fell into a long silence.

The air was so heavy that it seemed to be solid.

Wang Hongzhao felt that he was a person with superpowers now and should be a bit pissy, so he couldn't let him get over him like this.

You must have the upper hand.

So Wang Hongzhao took the lead and broke the deadlock.

He picked up the remaining canned herring and handed it to Yan Ding:

"Dude, take the whole mouthful."

"" Yan Ding was choked by these words and didn't know how to reply to him. The injuries on his body urged him to return to the hospital quickly and deal with them quickly.

As a result, he happened to meet someone with a novel brain circuit, and Yan Ding's already unhappy mood suddenly became even more unhappy.

He narrowed his eyes and planned to cut the knot quickly and take him back to the medical center first.

When Wang Hongzhao saw Yan Ding's eyes narrowed like this, he was trembling with fright, and a cold air penetrated from the Tianling Gai to his tail bone.

His cautious life in the past has developed his ability to read people's faces.

The eyes were narrowed, and the murderous intent brought out was probably not to kill me.

Wang Hongzhao thought that he could not sit still and wait for death.

So he gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and decided to strike first. Seizing the opportunity was the most important thing.

Just when Yan Ding's eyes were narrowed, Wang Hongzhao suddenly narrowed his eyes too, a few minutes faster and a few minutes smaller than Yan Ding's. Under deliberate circumstances, his eyes were almost blinded by him. Lost in my imagination.

Yan Ding was also a little confused.

Why are you trying to imitate me by squinting?

The two of them stared at each other and started to compete with each other.

Suddenly Yan Ding's eyes widened, and Wang Hongzhao hurriedly opened his eyes wide as well. But after trying hard for a long time, he sadly found that his eyes were not as big as Yan Ding's.

Yan Ding didn't care that Wang Hongzhao was still fighting with his eyes, and pinned Wang Hongzhao to the wall with just one roll of his telekinesis.

"What kind of ability do you have? It's mental.

It's not easy for the spirit to affect me." Yan Ding didn't move his mouth, he just vibrated the air with his mind power to speak. In this quiet alley, there was actually a deep and terrifying atmosphere in it, which made Yan Ding even more terrifying. More oppressive.

Wang Hongzhao broke out in cold sweat in an instant.

He had never seen this posture before.

Yan Ding's face was still gloomy, not only because of the injuries inside his body, but also because he was also shocked in his heart.

There is actually an ability that can affect his spirit, even if it is only very subtle.

Who among normal people would compare with others whose eyes are narrower?

There may be some teases who would do this, but that definitely does not include Yan Ding

But Yan Ding did something like this abnormally.

Recalling the memory carefully, it seems that the feeling at the beginning was involuntary, so I focused on squinting my eyes smaller.

Mental strength

I didn’t feel the fluctuation of mental power. Besides, if it was mental power, who could outplay my ancestors?

Then it's something higher level.

Or something more essential.

Yan Ding recalled it carefully in his mind, analyzed it again, and asked Wang Hongzhao with both doubt and certainty:

"Your ability is forced distraction, isn't it?"

Yan Ding said this sentence, which seemed to be a question but in an affirmative tone. Wang Hongzhao's heart seemed to be suddenly pinched by a big hand, and his chest was so tight that he felt that his heart could not beat smoothly.

"How do you know?" Yan Ding just pressed him against the wall and did not restrict his throat, so he could still speak, but because of the pressure on his chest and abdomen, his words would break.

"It should not only be a forced attention transfer, but also locking and definition. It is a very idealistic usage.

But I guess you can only focus all their attention on a certain thing or a certain point, but you can't use this to force them to do things, right?

If that wasn't the case, then you should have forced me to shift my attention to other places just now. I wouldn't be able to pursue you until I got rid of your influence. "

Wang Hongzhao's eyes lit up.

Yes, you can still play like this.

Yan Ding suddenly felt a strange magic power acting on him. Of course, this was just a description. This thought came out of his heart suddenly.

There is a smell in the air, what is it?

For a while, my mind was filled with this idea, and I didn't even have time to question the idea itself.

Yan Ding instinctively felt something was wrong, but he quickly understood why it was wrong.

Just when he took a breath, a refreshing smell rushed straight to Tianling Gai.

His figure slumped and almost fell to the ground.

Because he now relies entirely on his mind to support his body, his body has no strength at all.

If it was just about the taste, Yan Ding could ignore it.

But he couldn't help but savor the smell with all his heart, and even Yan Ding couldn't adapt to it all at once.

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