After binding with the rich school beauty, I became a martial god by lying flat

Li Yongchang's talent for entering dreams can ignore terrain obstacles and enter the dreams of people within a range of fifty meters, but the closer the distance, the better the effect, so he came directly to Chen Ping's door to ensure that there was no problem.

Less than ten meters away, he entered Chen Ping's dream very smoothly.

At this moment, in Chen Ping's dream, Chen Ping was lying on the beach in the sunshine, drinking a cool and refreshing ice drink, feeling the breeze, so happy.

A pair of white hands moved slowly on his shoulders, like a massage and a caress.

Li Yongchang saw very clearly that the owner of the little hand was Xu Qingli, Miss Xu of the Xu family.

With the company of beautiful women on the beach, this boy is quite good at enjoying himself in his dreams.

But that's it.

Li Yongchang snapped his fingers, and the sun disappeared in an instant, and the beach turned into a graveyard.

Chen Ping fell into a coffin, and the soft and jade-like beauty behind him turned into cold bones.

"Scream in fear."

This is Li Yongchang's favorite moment, controlling other people's dreams, weaving fear and despair.

But he didn't hear the expected scream, instead, a roar came from the coffin.

"Who the hell is so wicked to turn off my light?"

Chen Ping jumped out of the coffin, looking at the overgrown graveyard around him, and his mood became worse: "I was sunbathing well, who was blind and turned my beach into a graveyard?"

He glanced around angrily and found a strange middle-aged man standing not far away, with a somewhat bewildered expression.

"Hey, did you do it?"

Li Yongchang's brain was a little short-circuited. Normal people are confused and dazed in dreams, and are easily affected by dreams. Why does Chen Ping, this freak, look very awake?

Are you sleeping?

Seeing that Chen Ping had rushed towards him, Li Yongchang pulled out the knife behind him, and the moonlight reflected on the blade, reflecting a cold light.

His talent for entering dreams can not only control other people's dreams, but also kill people in dreams. Once killed in a dream, he will die immediately in reality!

"Fuck, you have no martial ethics, you bully me with a knife when I am unarmed, right?"

Chen Ping paused, looked around, and wanted to find a weapon.

Li Yongchang snorted coldly, and a trap suddenly appeared under Chen Ping's feet, clamping his ankle fiercely.

"Now I see how you can..."

Before he said the word "run", Li Yongchang was shocked by the next scene.

Chen Ping squatted down, used both hands to force the trap directly.

The ankle that had been broken and bleeding recovered rapidly, and it was restored to its original state in a blink of an eye.

Everything that happened in the dream came from the subconscious of the body, that is, in Chen Ping's subconscious, he had a strong recovery ability.

Did Chen Ping awaken the talent of recovery?

Li Yongchang's face changed, and the talent of recovery had a great restraint on his talent of entering dreams.

His talent for entering dreams is not without limits. Although he can control other people's dreams, every time he changes the dream, he consumes his mental power, and he cannot use the dream itself to kill people.

If he creates fire or sea water to burn or drown Chen Ping, Chen Ping will wake up in reality the next moment and cannot kill him at all.

Only by killing Chen Ping in his dream with a blade condensed by mental power can Chen Ping die in his sleep.

But every time he uses the knife, he consumes a lot of mental power. If he fails to kill Chen Ping in one blow, he will waste a lot of his mental power in vain.

In the past, after he entered the dream, as long as he changed the dream, he would scare the other party, and then he would trap the other party with the dream and kill him with one knife.

But Chen Ping's performance was completely beyond his expectations. This man seemed to have no fear. Instead of running away, he raised his fists and rushed towards him.

His method failed.

After changing the dream twice, he still hasn't solved Chen Ping, and his mental power is now only half.

It can't be dragged on any longer, and a quick battle must be resolved.

Li Yongchang raised his knife and aimed at Chen Ping's neck, wanting to chop off Chen Ping's head with one blow. No matter how strong your recovery ability is, you can't grow another head.

He rushed towards Chen Ping, pouring most of his mental power into the blade, vowing to kill Chen Ping with one blow.

No matter how brave you are, I will cut you down with this knife, and your body will be torn apart!

Li Yongchang's knife was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye he came in front of Chen Ping.

The cold light on the blade even made Chen Ping feel a little stinging.

Then he stretched out his left hand to grab the knife, and then punched Li Yongchang hard with his right hand.

A powerful force broke out in Li Yongchang's chest, causing him to spit blood and collapse to the ground.

He stared at Chen Ping's hand holding the blade, and said in disbelief: "How could you possibly hold my knife..."

"It's very simple, as long as I concentrate...God can do it. "

Chen Ping grinned, looking harmless.

"When you just hurt me with the trap, you reminded me that this is not only my dream but also my spiritual world."

"You can change my dream, why can't I do it?"

Under Li Yongchang's horrified eyes, the sun enveloped the earth again, the sound of the waves came again, and even the waves hit his ankles, the wet feeling was extremely real.

Just now, he lost control of Chen Ping's dream.

It was like an invisible knife directly cut off the connection between him and Chen Ping's dream.

There is only one explanation for this situation, that is, Chen Ping's mental power is stronger than his!

"How can your mental power be so strong? "

Li Yongchang understood. It seemed that Chen Ping grabbed his blade, but in fact, Chen Ping blocked his knife with his hand.

The spiritual power concentrated in Chen Ping's left hand was stronger than that on his blade. He couldn't cut through it at all!

Chen Ping lifted Li Yongchang's collar and asked, "Who sent you here? Was it Wang Rong?"

Li Yongchang spat a mouthful of blood foam at Chen Ping, but was blocked by an invisible membrane and fell straight to the ground.

"Even if you don't admit it, your spiritual talent must have a range limit. Let me guess, you are not standing in front of my door now, are you?"

"This is the Xu family. I woke up and shouted casually. You don't think you can run away, right? "

A strong sense of fear surged into Li Yongchang's heart. He regretted that he had not found out the details of Chen Ping before he acted rashly. He thought that no matter how talented he was, he was just a first-level warrior and could not turn the world upside down.

Only now did he understand that the young man in front of him was much stronger and smarter than he had imagined.

"You are obviously just a first-level warrior. How could you have a stronger mental power than me, a fourth-level martial king?"

Chen Ping did not explain. A ray of light suddenly appeared on the sea level in the distance, and a setting sun appeared out of thin air above the sea level.

"When this setting sun completely sinks below the sea level, it will be your death."

"And I am now a second-level warrior, not a first-level warrior."

"I just broke through today."