Intact, not broken
What's going on? Hallucination
The audience at the scene were also confused and bewildered when they saw this scene.
"What is Huang Lu doing? Is he scamming people?"
"The acting is worrying. Demon King Xue hasn't even made a move yet, so why did he call for help?"
Only a few people saw this scene and their eyes flashed, as if they were thinking about something.
On the ring, Xue Jing turned his gaze slightly and looked at Huang Lu's thigh.
“Swish!”
Two flashes of knife light flashed by, and the thigh was cut into three pieces.
Huang Lu fell to the ground, covering his thighs with his hands and screaming.
"ah!!"
But he quickly came to his senses and found his thigh was still intact.
But the pain still remains, so real that it is unbelievable.
He looked at Xue Jing with cold sweat on his head, completely confused.
At this time, Xue Jing's gaze shifted to his neck again.
“Swish!!”
Huang Lu only saw a flash of knife light that was so fast that it was unbelievable. It swept across his neck at a speed that he could not react at all and directly cut off his head.
When the final pain came, his eyes rolled up and he fell back, completely losing consciousness.
"ah?"
The audience looked at Huang Lu lying on the ground unconscious, confused.
"What are you doing here! Stand up and fight. At least make Demon King Xue move!"
"Fuck you, give me your money back!"
"His acting skills are really poor. At least wait until Demon King Xue moves his feet before pretending to faint. Why is he so scared?"
In the contestant viewing area, Mika Suzuka's charming eyes lit up slightly, and she was a little excited:
"Mr. Xue... have you reached this level?"
Yin Muhu asked quickly: "What's going on?"
Mika Suzuka murmured softly: "Consciousness Slash..."
On the stage, Xue Jing turned around and slowly walked towards the contestant passage.
The referee saw this, although he didn't quite understand, but seeing Huang Lu lying on the ground and Xue Jing acting as if the game was over, he quickly blew the whistle and announced Xue Jing's victory.
The game ended with most of the audience confused and bewildered.
On the way back to the players' lounge, Xue Jing opened the panel and took a look.
[… Aiming experience +626]
[… Soldier Master Experience +537]
[… Visualization·True Experience Value+692]
…
What he used just now was a mental technique called "Consciousness Slash".
Unlike the previous 'Tsukuyomi Slash' which was a technique based on the semi-materialization of mental power, 'Consciousness Slash' was a simple state of mind.
Martial artists constantly strengthen their bodies. A strong body feeds back to the spirit, which will gradually strengthen their spiritual will and reach the point where it can influence their 'self-reality'.
When a person reaches a certain level in a certain weapon and applies it to his spirit, this phenomenon will occur.
When you plan to chop down your opponent with your sword, you have this idea in mind, you have made preparations for it, and you have absolute confidence that you can definitely chop down your opponent.
At this time, the spirit will instantly affect the opponent, making him have a real illusion that he has been chopped down. Not only will he really see the scene of himself being chopped down, but even the pain will be real.
This is the same as releasing murderous aura to make people have the illusion that they have been killed, but the difficulty is several levels higher.
Xue Jing reached this level only after he was promoted to the master of soldiers yesterday.
“Boring.”
He shook his head and went back to the lounge.
…
As Xue Jing finished the match, the quarterfinals were quickly over.
The last match was between Wei Junwu and Zhou Yinglin. After coming on the court, Wei Junwu seemed to have responded to Song Nanxing's reminder and immediately said that he couldn't play because of his serious injury and simply admitted defeat.
Next, there will be three days of rest, after which the top four semi-finals will be held.
After finishing the game, Xue Jing, who was planning to return to Zhige base, encountered trouble again.
Outside the parking lot, he looked at the familiar-looking man in black robe in front of him and asked in confusion:
"Who are you?"
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Chapter 251 The value of the name Demon King Xue, Xue Jing is a man of his word (4K)
"Who are you?"
Xue Jing looked at the person in front of him with a little confusion. He was wearing a black robe and a hood, with a mask on the lower half of his face, so his specific appearance could not be seen clearly.
"Hey... Hey, it's me, Brother Xue."
The man in black robe laughed guiltily and lifted the black hood on his head a little, revealing a pair of scarlet, snake-like vertical pupils.
Xue Jing tilted his head slightly, feeling that the man looked more and more familiar, and began to search for the impression in his mind.
Soon, he found the corresponding person.
“Bang!”
Without any hesitation, Xue Jing stretched out his right hand, grabbed the neck of the black-robed man in front of him, and lifted him up high, with his feet more than half a meter off the ground.
"Ahem - wait a minute!"
The man in black robe tried to pry open Xue Jing's hand that was around his neck, but that hand was as hard as if it was made of steel. No matter how hard the man in black robe tried, he couldn't move it at all. He couldn't even make it tremble a little. It could only flap its wings in the air like a duck struggling to survive before being slaughtered.
"I remember your name is Mr. An, right?"
Xue Jing raised his head slightly, looked at the black-robed man in his hand, and spoke with a little curiosity.
"How dare you... appear in front of me?"
An Luping, Mr. An.
The priest of the Qingcheng Dragon Cult abandoned Ning Fengwan, the leader of the cult, and fled to the inner ring Yuancheng after the Qingcheng Dragon Cult was destroyed by Kant Company. He joined the chief priest of the Dragon Cult in Yuancheng.
Afterwards, he returned to Qingcheng and tried to persuade Ning Fengwan to join the Yuancheng Dragon Cult, but was rejected by Ning Fengwan.
According to Xue Jing's speculation, the previous attack on the Northern Lion Holy Sect in Fengcheng, as well as the attack by the Dragon Sect a few days ago, were all caused by this person.
"Wait... wait, let me explain... Xue... Brother Xue."
An Luping, whose throat was being strangled, had panic in his eyes and spoke with difficulty.
"No need for explanation." Xue Jing looked at him and said slowly.
He relaxed his palm slightly, "You should understand that there is only one reason why you are still alive... Tell me, where is Yunqin, is she alive or dead?"
Yunqin is a member of the Qingcheng Dragon Cult. She is the person who takes care of Maomao after she becomes the leader of the Dragon Cult, similar to the little maidservant beside a young lady in ancient times.
She is the only person that Maomao cares about in the Dragon Cult, and Xue Jing has met her before.
"Alive, still alive! Really!"
An Luping said hurriedly, secretly groaning in his heart.
Last time, the Son of God sent a 'Naga messenger' with two snake servants and several believers to snatch Ning Fengwan, but they were crushed by Xue Jing and almost wiped out. Only the Naga messenger escaped and complained to him severely, saying that the intelligence was completely inaccurate and Xue Jing's fighting ability was far beyond his description.
God have mercy on him, when he first met Xue Jing, the other party was just a little kid who was only slightly better than the average person!
Although he may be a bit more talented, his martial arts skills improved rapidly in a short period of time, and he got a promotion spot in the U19 elimination match of Fengcheng...
He also carefully studied the video of Xue Jing's knockout match, just in case he was not exaggerating when describing Xue Jing's fighting ability.
God knew that Xue Jing's true combat power was dozens of times more exaggerated than he thought. Not only did he possess the divine secret skills of the recipient, but his martial arts strength was enough to crush the extremely famous Zhou Yinglin!
Therefore, since Xue Jing's fighting power far exceeded expectations and the Dragon Cult had just begun to develop, the Son of God did not want to make a big move and attract the attention of the Yuancheng officials, so he planned to sit down and talk with Xue Jing...
Under the malicious suggestion of the Naga messenger, An Luping was sent to invite Xue Jing.
This is just fucking outrageous.
Send a thief who has stolen money from the police to the police station to invite the police whose money was stolen to come to the thieves' den to talk
This is not the way to seek death...
Fortunately, he was shrewd and had a trick up his sleeve, and he still had Yunqin as a card...
"So, where is she?"
Xue Jing asked without any fluctuation in his tone.
"She's safe, really!"
An Luping raised his hands and said quickly.
"I came here this time on the orders of the Dragon Cult's Godson to invite you, Brother Xue, to the Dragon Cult to discuss some matters..."
Xue Jing began to exert force with his palms: "I don't think there is anything to discuss with you. Tell me where Yunqin is, and I can make your death more painful."
An Luping felt his neck tightening and he was a little breathless. He immediately said quickly: "Wait a minute! Ahem... If I die, Yunqin will die too! I'm the only one who knows where she is. Without me to bring her food, she'll starve to death soon!"
Xue Jing used more and more force in his hands. After a long while, until An Luping rolled his eyes and his hands and feet gradually stopped struggling, he said, "You really deserve to die."
After saying that, he let go of his hand, and An Luping fell from mid-air and fell to the ground, covering his neck and coughing and gasping.
Before he could relax, Xue Jing suddenly spread out his palms, and the black airflow condensed into a ball of black flame on them.
Then, Xue Jing grabbed An Luping's hair and pulled it back, forcing him to lean back and raise his head, and then stuffed the ball of black flame into his mouth.
“Ugh!!”
The black flame had no temperature at all, and was even a little cold. After entering An Luping's mouth, it flowed directly into his body and stayed there.
No damage was caused, but the faint feeling of coldness coming from his internal organs reminded him that the black flame was there.
"This thing is my secret technique bestowed by God."
Xue Jing spoke slowly.
"As long as I think about it, it will burn you to ashes."
"The distance I can control it is two hundred meters."
"This doesn't mean that you'll be fine if you run away from me for 200 meters... Once you exceed this distance, it will be out of my control and explode instantly, burning you to death as well."
An Luping broke out in a cold sweat.
"It will stay in your body until my eyes see Yunqin."
An Luping said with a trembling voice: "But...if I die, you will never see Yunqin again."
Xue Jing glanced at him:
"Mr. An, you don't think that I'm negotiating with you, or that I'm bluffing and don't dare to really kill you, do you?"
Xue Jing reached out and patted his shoulder with a smile in his eyes.
"Words can reveal far more information than you think."
"You just said that Yunqin would soon starve to death without you bringing her food...right?"
An Luping's pupils shrank.