Gao Wu: My Dragon Valley System

Chapter 32: Spiritual Master!

When his vision was blocked and everything in front of him became gray, Ma Qing's body became tense.

And when Chen Feng, who was originally very close, disappeared in the blink of an eye, the fear in Ma Qing's eyes became even stronger.

This smoke not only blocks vision, but also has a psychedelic effect, which makes people fall into it unknowingly and lose their sense of direction.

Ma Qing looked around, not daring to be careless at all.

However, Chen Feng, who was not far from him, stood still, his eyes flickering slightly, in which Ma Qing's figure was reflected.

In his sight, Ma Qing had been spinning in circles, his eyes full of panic, looking extremely miserable.

In response, Chen Feng just sneered.

After all, he is just a useless bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong. He is really useless!

Then his eyes swept around, as if they had already penetrated the smoke and took in everything.

Suddenly, Chen Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Following his line of sight, I saw a green light flashing under the cover of smoke and suddenly blooming from behind Ma Qing!
And that flowing light was exactly the Chrysanthemum Sword!

However, even though the danger was at hand, Ma Qing still did not notice it at all, and just looked around with a vigilant look on his face.

Chen Feng showed his expression, thinking that this must be the clumsy power-type mutant.

There's nothing good about him except a body full of lumps of flesh!
Hey!
Then Chen Feng raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

A strange wave swept across Ma Qing, and the latter shuddered suddenly. Then his hazy consciousness suddenly became clear, and his perception of crisis also instantly increased a lot!

The next moment, when he realized that the chill was about to come from behind, Ma Qing rolled to the side suddenly and narrowly escaped the edge of the Chrysanthemum Sword.

Seeing the green light almost brushing his eyelids, Ma Qing was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

The unbearable memory of the Chrysanthemum Sword standing above his anus and swaying in the wind not long ago suddenly flashed through his mind again.

He even felt a sudden dull pain in his anus.

Hey!
Just then, another snapping sound was heard.

Immediately afterwards, Ma Qing saw the smoke in the upper left corner dissipate, revealing the floating Chrysanthemum Sword.

At this time, the Chrysanthemum Sword was quietly moving behind him.

snort!
Seeing that the Chrysanthemum Sword had exposed its location, Ma Qing snorted coldly.

He immediately jumped up and punched the thin blade of the Chrysanthemum Sword with his fist!

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng thought to himself, what an idiot!

A pure power-type psychic can only unleash his true combat power by keeping his feet on the ground.

Once the whole person jumps up in the air with nowhere to gain leverage, wouldn't it give others the opportunity to take advantage of him?

really!

When Chen Feng had this thought, he saw the Chrysanthemum Sword in the air turn its sword head and fly towards a higher place.

Ma Qing's punch missed and his body fell under the force of gravity.

At the same time, the Chrysanthemum Sword that had previously dodged his punch drew an arc in the air and reached the ground before him.

The tip of the sword was pointing vertically upwards, pointing directly at the rapidly falling anus area.

Gao Shengzhong in the smoke suddenly sneered.

"Show yourself, little daisy!"

Whoosh!
The chrysanthemum sword was under Gao Shengzhong's control, and it shot straight up at lightning speed!

The distance between him and Ma Qing's anus was rapidly closing, and they were in close contact in the blink of an eye.

The Malaysian Youth Association was dumbfounded.

He was in mid-air and had nowhere to hide!

I can only watch everything happen.

His face was full of despair and sorrow!
It was as if he had foreseen his near future.

However, the next moment, Chen Feng appeared between Ma Qing and the Chrysanthemum Sword without any warning.

He first slapped Ma Qing away with a slap, then stretched out a finger and gently tapped the chrysanthemum sword that was coming at him rapidly.

Gao Shengzhong's eyes fixed, and he subconsciously wanted to change the direction of the Chrysanthemum Sword.

Because in his opinion, if this sword hit, Chen Feng's fingers would definitely be gone!
However, it was too late, a slender finger had already collided with the sharp tip of the sword.

However, the expected bloody scene did not appear. Instead, the Chrysanthemum Sword was blocked by that finger!
The Chrysanthemum Sword spun rapidly in the air, even stirring up sharp wind blades, which showed how powerful this sword was.

But even such a sword could not break through the suppression of Chen Feng's finger.

This scene shocked the whole audience!
Zhang Junmo was looking down from a high place, and had a clear view of this shocking scene.

He saw that at the tip of Chen Feng's finger, a transparent ripple was spreading continuously, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking the thrust of the Chrysanthemum Sword.

No matter how hard the Chrysanthemum Sword turned, and even though the sword body was shaking violently, it could not break through the ripples.

"This is……"

Zhang Junmo's eyes moved slightly. Until this moment, he finally understood what kind of supernatural power Chen Feng had mastered.

Mental power!

No wonder Lin Heng said that Chen Feng’s ability can restrain sword summoners.

The so-called mental power is actually the same thing as spiritual consciousness in essence.

It's just another name for spiritual consciousness used by people with special abilities.

In the psychic system, mental power can usually be activated only at level D, and its strength is only comparable to that of the spiritual consciousness in the spirit refining realm.

But there is a kind of person with special abilities who, when awakened, possesses mental power comparable to that of a person at the Spirit Refining Realm.

Under normal circumstances, although spiritual consciousness has a certain attack capability, it is still much less harmful than the true essence of a cultivator. The function of spiritual consciousness is mainly to perceive and assist in improving the control over one's own true essence.

However, if one possesses mental power comparable to that of a cultivator at level F, then the power of this mental power will naturally pose a great threat to practitioners of the same level!
Because mental power is invisible and intangible, its trajectory cannot be seen at all, so it is naturally difficult to deal with!
Those who have awakened their psychic powers are collectively called psychics!

Although the swords summoned by sword summoners are like extensions of their bodies, the principle of their control of flying swords to attack enemies from a distance is to attach a layer of their own thoughts to the swords.

This kind of thought is similar to spiritual consciousness and mental power, but this thought is far weaker than the mental power of a mentalist.

Therefore, when a sword summoner remotely controls a flying sword to attack, a mentalist of the same level can easily use mental power to interfere with the sword summoner's thoughts on the flying sword, or even simply erase that thought!
As a result, the sword summoner loses the means of long-range attack and can only hold the summoning sword and fight the psychic in close combat.

However, it is said that when a sword summoner reaches level D, he can blend his spiritual will with sword energy to condense a powerful sword intent, and use it to resist the interference of mental power.

But Gao Shengzhong is still too far away from level D. He is now completely suppressed in front of Chen Feng, so his face looks increasingly ugly.

He tried his best to summon back the Chrysanthemum Sword.

But he felt that his connection with the Chrysanthemum Sword had become very weak, and he even felt like he was about to lose the connection at any time.

This also caused the Chrysanthemum Sword to show obvious signs of being out of control, and the sword body began to vibrate and tremble abnormally.

At this time, Chen Feng's mental power surged around his body and slowly spread out.

In just a few seconds, a vacuum zone with a radius of ten meters was formed.

The smoke summoned by Xiang Beichen couldn't even get close to him.

That invisible force comes from Chen Feng's mental power!
It was not until this moment that Chen Feng, like a beast hiding behind the scenes, truly showed his fangs!
Then he approached Gao Shengzhong and Xiang Beichen step by step!

Xiang Beichen's face had already turned pale due to overdrawn, but he still did not give up trying to disturb Chen Feng with smoke, but his strength had long been overdrawn, and Chen Feng did not make any move at all, and was almost at his peak state.

Naturally, this smoke had no effect on Chen Feng.

Gao Shengzhong also broke out in a cold sweat because he tried hard to control the Chrysanthemum Sword but got no feedback.

He gradually became impatient and shouted: "Xiao Ju!"

"return!"

"Come back!"

Hearing Gao Shengzhong's loud shout, Chen Feng stopped.

At this time, he was standing opposite Gao Shengzhong and Xiang Beichen, less than three meters away.

A green sword was floating on his fingertips.

The Chrysanthemum Sword was still shaking, trying to break free from the restraints of that mental power.

But it didn't work.

"hehe!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Don't you understand yet? Junior brother!"

He snapped his fingers, and the chrysanthemum sword rolled towards Gao Shengzhong and then stuck into the ground in front of him.

"Understand what?"

Gao Shengzhong asked in a cold voice.

"Of course I understand the gap between you and me!"

"No matter how many pieces of trash your sword can pierce, they are just like children waving toys in front of me..."

"So weak!"

Chen Feng lowered his eyes slightly and looked down at Gao Shengzhong who was bending down to pick up the Chrysanthemum Sword.

As his words fell, a powerful force suddenly descended upon Gao Shengzhong.

Almost pinning him to the ground.

"so what?"

"What do you want to say?"

There were bulging veins on Gao Shengzhong's neck and his legs were shaking constantly, as if he was under extremely strong pressure.

He gripped the Chrysanthemum Sword tightly in his hand and supported it on the ground to prevent himself from falling.

Seeing that Gao Shengzhong was still unwilling to give in, Chen Feng shook his head and said helplessly: "Are you still insisting fearlessly?"

"It seems that you still don't understand the gap between us!"

"In that case, I'll have to make you suffer!"

A cold light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and he flicked his fingers slightly, and a transparent shock wave shot towards Gao Shengzhong!

Seeing a transparent ripple rushing towards him, Gao Shengzhong was shocked at first, but he soon realized that the target of the attack was not him.

He turned his head suddenly and shouted.

"Cousin, be careful!"

Unfortunately, the attack was too fast, and by the time he issued a warning, it was already too late.

Xiang Beichen was like being hit by a sledgehammer and flew out unconscious.

"Xiao Bei!"

Huang Xiaoqing, who had been protected by Xiang Beichen behind him, was stunned for a moment, then ran to Xiang Beichen with a scream, and kept shaking his arm to try to wake him up.

"don’t worry."

Chen Feng looked at the anger burning in Gao Shengzhong's eyes and smiled faintly: "He just fainted."

"Don't worry! We are all classmates. I won't do anything to you."

Chen Feng's words made Gao Shengzhong feel relieved.

But, on a tree not far away.

Zhang Junmo, who had been watching from the sidelines, could no longer remain calm.

Because he clearly saw the moment Xiang Beichen was knocked flying.

The overlapping red and green dots... separated!
As Xiang Beichen flew backwards, the green dot on the small map quickly moved a distance.

And the person corresponding to the red dot who stayed in the same place...

It was Huang Xiaoqing!
(End of this chapter)