Twisted Realm

First of all, it is the release of the mental force field under normal circumstances.

Meng Xuan closed his eyes, then opened them abruptly, a dark purple light emanated from his eyes.

Mental shock!

If it is released as a pure mental shock wave, it can produce effects within the range that can meet the target. Of course, the farther the distance is, the worse the effect will be. The best range should be within fifteen meters.

Fifteen meters is also the best distance that can be maintained after activating the mental force field.

For ordinary people, it can have the effect of shocking and stiffening, but for fighters with firm will, this effect will be greatly weakened. It is basically impossible to make the opponent stiff, and it can only play a deterrent and weakening effect.

Meng Xuan felt that if he could find his "meaning", it might have a certain stiffness effect on the professional level. At that time, killing the professional level by himself would probably be no different from killing ordinary people.

What exactly do you want to simulate?

Meng Xuan pondered in his heart, and he didn't seem to have any profound insights.

Let's try to simulate a tiger first.

Meng Xuan decided in his heart that it might be better to simulate the common beasts around him.

The ferocious physical property represented by the tiger is stored in the mind, and it spreads with the spread of the mental force field, and it deters the opponent with the fierceness of the king of tigers and beasts, and achieves the effect of increasing the mental force field. . . .

Meng Xuan tried his best to recall the images of tigers he saw in the animal world and zoos in his mind, trying to figure out their ferocious thoughts.

However, he doesn't see many scenes of tigers preying on them, and there are often only one or two scenes on TV. As for watching closely, he has no chance at all.

Meng Xuan pondered for a while.

Anyway, they are all cats, and their movements should be similar. Let’s replace them with the predatory movements of another cat.

In Meng Xuan's mind, the images of the fat cat he raised in his previous life catching wool **** and cat sticks, as well as its fierce appearance with fried fur and grinning, brought into the image of a tiger preying on it.

He seemed to have really found a sense of ferocity.

Meng Xuan quickly brewed this image and feeling in his heart.

It feels so good! ! It's now! !

The tiger roars! ! !

Meng Xuan opened his eyes abruptly, and the images of thoughts and mental force fields that were rolling in his mind were mixed and released suddenly.

Meow! ! ! !

A vicious cry accompanied the spread of the mental force field, constantly echoing within fifteen meters of Meng Xuan's body.

"..."

Meng Xuan turned his head and looked around quickly. Fortunately, there was no one nearby.

Otherwise, there is probably no better way to deal with it than killing people.

Meng Xuan exhaled, and sure enough, "meaning" is not so easy to find.

This kind of thing must be carefully observed and pondered to leave an extremely deep impression in the heart.

He made up the image of a fierce tiger in his brain, but in the end he made the sound of the fat cat he raised in his previous life, probably because he had been with the fat cat for too long, representing the "physical nature" of the fat cat penetrated into his heart.

Unless he can find a real tiger on the grassland and carefully observe its life, rest, predation and other habits for at least a month, I am afraid that he will gain something.

If you imitate other animals, it is probably the same.

Meng Xuan quickly tried to simulate the sharpness of swords and other weapons within a few minutes, but it was a pity that all tigers were not like dogs. .

What impressed you about yourself?

Meng Xuan thought for a while, from the previous life to this life, it seems that there is really no such thing.

In my previous life, I was a muddleheaded person, and I was considered quite normal to others. I went to school, went to college, and became a clerk. I went to get off work every day. , In short, I was looking for a stable job to support my life. After more than ten years of mixing, I finally rose to a junior leader by virtue of my qualifications.

Next, I saved money and made a down payment to buy a house. I met my previous wife on a blind date under the introduction of a matchmaker. I felt that the conditions were quite suitable. Although I couldn’t say how much I liked it, I needed a person after all.

In the end, I got married and had children, paid off the mortgage and car loan, raised my wife and children. I was fifty-seven or eighteen years old. warped.

Meng Xuan thought about it, it seemed that there was really nothing to mention in his last life, and he felt a little sad. In fact, this life is almost the same now, that is, go to school to learn to go to school to learn...

Meng Xuan remembered the feeling of "being alive".

That is to say, in the few months after he discovered the world in the mirror, his life began to undergo great changes, and so far, the most impressive thing about this change is...

The Twisted Potion Ritual! !

This is the source of his current strength. Every time he holds a secret medicine ceremony, although he is in a trance state, the strangely distorted monsters and pictures during the ceremony are deeply imprinted in his mind like photos. .

A slender, terrifying black shadow that walked out of the forest.

The blood-origin ritual appeared out of thin air, a twisted monster composed of organs behind him.

The eye of the demon that appeared in the dark cave of the heart-eye ceremony.

The distortion, confusion, and fear brought by these monsters seemed to be imprinted in his mind along with the information light group injected into the sea of ​​his mind.

"Maybe, I can simulate them..."

A strange feeling rose in Meng Xuan's heart.

He immediately focused his attention, closed his eyes, calmed down, and began to recall the images he saw when he held the paranormal ceremony.

The moon in the sky turned into a vertical eye, and the darkness slowly wrapped around him like countless tentacles.

From the shadows of the jungle, there were silhouettes with slender necks, trunks and limbs, black and twisted like pieces of paper, walking towards him lightly and slowly, with an eerie and creepy terrifying aura.

This picture is clearly visible in Meng Xuan's mind.

Hidden in the body, the message group representing the strange ritual seems to be moving.

"This is······"

Meng Xuan's mind was condensed, and he saw the possibility of success.

On the other side, after being rejected by Meng Xuan, Torner returned to the crowd a little angrily.

"Why didn't you bring anyone here?"

Zheng Qi'er and several other teenagers asked in a strange way when they saw Torner coming back alone~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

"They didn't come to our exchange meeting."

Torner shrugged and said helplessly.

"I think he seems to be a high school student too? Maybe from another school, why don't you bring us over? Maybe you can contact other schools' sword clubs through him."

Zheng Qi'er asked curiously, isn't your foreign affairs minister the favorite to do this kind of thing?

"Don't talk about it, I invited him, but he said he did his own cooking, so he was embarrassed to come over, saying that it would be fine to practice alone. I feel that this guy may be a bit withdrawn and arrogant, and he doesn't like to get along with others. It seems that We don't really care about our technology."

Torner said a little depressed, but he was not angry. After all, he took the initiative first. In the end, he still hindered others. Whether others came or not is personal freedom, so there is nothing to be angry about.

"So you're still a master of swordsmanship?"

Zheng Qi'er and the young girls were not as energetic as Torner, and they looked a little unhappy when they saw Meng Xuan's figure standing motionless with a knife in hand.

"No, I'm just guessing, don't think about it, maybe people really have their own arrangements?"

Torner realized that what he said might be a little wrong, and hurriedly corrected it.

A few boys and girls nodded when they heard the words. It was the freedom of others that others didn't want to come, and they couldn't say anything.

However, he paid more attention to Meng Xuan's side. He wanted to see if he was a master at the sword technique he practiced.

After looking at it for a long time, I found that Meng Xuan was standing dumbfounded with the knife in hand, without any knife movements, so I couldn't help feeling a little strange.

"What kind of swordsmanship is he practicing? Why isn't he moving?"

Zheng Qi'er asked curiously.