Armed with domineering color, you said it is a waste ability?

"It's heavy!"

This is how Ling Feng feels at this time.

The whole body seemed to be filled with lead, and it was difficult to walk.

Chest...... Lung...... Throat....

A burning tingling sensation tormented him all the time.

Just breathing made him feel breathless.

Here....

It's a strange place!

All around is a white expanse, a little blurry.

Only a few broken buildings can be faintly seen.

Thing...... People....

It's all blurry.

The more you try to see the details, the deeper you get into the fog.

For example, a tall figure standing next to it.

Vaguely, you can see a panda-like hat on your head and a book in your hand.

But nothing else is known.

He tried for a while and gave up.

His gaze turned to the bear's paw-like pink light mass in front of him.

It was the only thing he could see relatively clearly.

An inexplicable thing!

If you look closely, it's a little cute.

But I don't know why, Ling Feng still felt an extremely dangerous feeling on it.

At the same time, a prompt popped up.

[Character Trial Field: Replace the card character and take all the damage under this scene.]

【Trial Rewards: Will +10, Physique +10】

That's right!

This is exactly the consciousness space of that character card.

Because the so-called spiritual impact in the training room had no effect on him, he used this card curiously.

And that's where it turns out.

"It seems to replace a character who originally existed in the card?"

Ling Feng looked at his palm.

Not to mention the bruises all over the body, it is also scarred.

Body...... Spirit....

It's all like reaching its limit!

And this!

Just the initial conditions!

The real trial was the pink light mass in front of him that gave him a dangerous feeling, and it had not yet begun.

"So the scene card means this..." Ling

Feng tugged at the corners of his mouth, making himself feel like a living person.

And it seems... No button to give up!

So, after taking a deep breath, he moved with difficulty.

Came to the front of the bear's paw light group.

It seems that someone is talking in the ear, but it is not clear to hear.

"Probably from the panda man not far away, right?"

Ling Feng thought about it simply, and then collected all his thoughts back.

A pair of arms were lifted with difficulty like a badly corroded machine.

Reached into the light mass.

And then...... White light bursts.

The entire consciousness space was white, mixed with a painful snort that seemed to be gritting teeth...

After a long time.

The white light in the consciousness space dissipated, the bear paw light mass disappeared, and along with the panda man's figure.

Only Ling Feng was left standing in place.

Dress in rags.

Hands on top of the long knife, shaky....

......

And at the same time.

Outside, inside the training room.

One of Bai Xianhong's palms slapped on Ling Feng's shoulder.

Cold sweat suddenly oozed out of the forehead.

I don't know why, when he came into contact with Ling Feng, a pure spiritual impact enveloped him.

This intensity....

Even greater than the intensity of the third gear in the training room!

Even he, a veteran dragon hunter, couldn't bear it to a degree.

"You... What the hell happened to you?!

Bai Jianhong held his spirit and asked.

However, there was no response.

"What happened..."

Obviously the machine has been suspended, why is there such a terrifying spiritual pollution left on this student's body?

This question is desperate to know the answer.

But....

Too late!

While he was still thinking about it, suddenly an even more powerful spiritual pollution suddenly appeared.

Bai Xuanhong's mouth opened slightly, and the words had not yet been spoken.

He rolled his eyes and fainted directly.

And Ling Feng's situation was not much better, after holding on for a few more seconds.

As soon as his feet went soft, one foot fell to his knees.

Hold it in your palm.

It seems that he wants to insist on not letting himself fall down completely.

However, he only allowed this posture to remain for a few more seconds, and he could no longer control his consciousness.

His eyes fell dimly to the ground.

"White... Mr. Bai?!

"What's going on!"

"Come!"

"Something happened!"

After Xiaomei outside the training room discovered the situation, she shouted a little eagerly.

......

So, it didn't take long.

Inside the exclusive treatment room at the base.

Ling Feng and Bai Xianhong were alone and lying on the hospital bed.

Some of the instruments were more or less inserted into the body, apparently already treated.

Next to her stood a woman with long wavy hair wearing a white coat.

It should be the therapist here.

In addition, only Xiaomei and the old cannon from the operation room are still here.

It's just that both of their faces are a little embarrassed.

Because the doctor asked them a very embarrassing question: What did these two do to make them look like this?

"Doctor Song."

"This... We don't know either.

"Maybe the machine in the mental training room is malfunctioning, right?"

Old Cannon scratched his head, looking a little unsure.

It provoked the little beauty next to her to whiten her eyes.

Seeing such a strange look on the faces of the two, Doctor Song looked at it twice.

But without asking in detail.

Just a few more instructions.

"Anyway, let's rest for a while."

"Mental trauma is inherently difficult to repair."

"I don't know what you guys are doing, you actually suffered such a big mental injury."

"Even President Bai was not spared, even more serious than that student."

Said, after a few grumbling.

Left the room.

Leaving Xiaomei and the old cannon with wide eyes.

"This... What's going on?

"Doctor Song said that President Bai's injury is even more serious than that student?"

"Make no mistake, right?!"

"Lin Roar! It's not your problem!

Xiaomei subconsciously thought that the old cannon had improperly operated the machine of mental impact.

Old Cannon suddenly made a bitter face.

He was really wronged.

He had no idea what was going on.

However, before he could explain anything, a rather weak voice came from the side.

"Ahem!"

"Xiaomei, it's not about the old cannon."

"It's my problem!"

It was Bai Xianhong, who had already woken up, who explained.

At this time, Xiaomei and the old cannon can be regarded as stopping.

However, he was soon kicked out of the treatment room.

Looking at the empty room, Bai Xianhong glanced at the teenager on the hospital bed next to him with a somewhat complicated look.

In fact, he still hasn't been able to understand what happened at that time.

Just know that there is a sudden inexplicable mental shock, and then there is no consciousness.

The devil knows what this reserve did!

Thinking about it, suddenly the communicator on the table next to it rang.

Pick it up.

Put through.

It's He Yan's!