This punch was powerless and seemed to have no lethality at all. However, at the next moment, Wu Lejia's expression changed.
Because he suddenly found that he seemed to be on the ring again, and the scene of that day was repeated.
He was horrified in his heart, hadn't he already been promoted to the ancestor of Jida, and his spiritual will and true energy were condensed into one? Why are we so easily confused by simulated scenery
Ahead, a beautiful giant tiger climbed up lazily. And at this moment, Wu Lejia suddenly discovered something incredible.
This colorful giant tiger... its shape seems a bit enchanting! The giant tiger opened its bloody mouth. Instead of making him feel scary, it actually made him feel like he wanted to get closer and be intimate.
Shivering tremblingly, Wu Lejia felt a deep chill. Why did he have such thoughts about a half-elf beast
What happened in this world...
The Jidao Ancestor is the Jidao Ancestor. Even the Jidao Ancestor who has just been promoted and has stabilized his realm is still a powerful being at this level.
Their spiritual will is extremely tenacious. After their martial arts cultivation reaches the peak of Yangpin, pure physical cultivation can no longer improve their strength. At this time, what they need to do is to continue to engage in high-intensity battles to keep their spirits in an extremely excited state, so that their spiritual will, true energy, and even the entire physical body can be melted into one.
After doing this, although you may not necessarily be able to cultivate spiritual power. However, the firmness of their willpower is vastly different from that of ordinary Yang-level experts.
The Mental Simulation Fist can certainly survive a hundred battles when faced with strong Yang-level warriors, but its effectiveness will be greatly reduced when it encounters the Ji Dao Ancestor. Even if a little charm attribute is added at this moment, it cannot completely confuse a Jida ancestor.
Wu Lejia calmed down, his eyes suddenly widened and he roared violently.
His belly wriggled slightly, and a huge force squeezed out from his internal organs and exploded through his throat.
Although this is not the scale attack of the nine-ring sword, it reaches the same goal by different means and has the same magical effect.
In an instant, the scenery in front of him fluctuated, and the empty space actually had ripples visible to the naked eye. This was a sign that the Simulation Fist was about to collapse.
However, at the next moment, the colorful giant tiger also opened its big mouth and roared. Wherever the sound wave passed, all the ripples in space were smoothed out, as if everything was back to the beginning.
Mr. Wu Le took a long breath and felt much calmer.
Although he was still affected by the mental simulation fist, it was much better than before.
At the very least, at this moment he has the power to overturn the table and break the simulated scene.
Even if Ouyang Ming's simulated fist is particularly powerful and he cannot successfully break through this virtual scene, he still has a way to compete with it without being fooled to death by Ouyang Ming.
The colorful giant tiger jumped forward towards Wu Le's house.
Wu Lejia laughed heartily, his true energy circulated in his body, and he punched the chest.
Although it had only been more than a month since the last war, the Wu Le family had already undergone earth-shaking changes.
As soon as he punched out, there was a continuous "crackling" sound all around him, as if countless thunderous explosions were moving with his fist.
However, just when his thunderous strike was about to hit the colorful giant tiger, the giant tiger's body shrank inexplicably. This gesture seemed to have sensed the strength of the Wu Le family and gave in.
It curled up and looked at Wu Le's family with a pair of pitiful eyes, as if begging him for mercy.
For some reason, Wu Lejia suddenly found that his punch could not be sustained no matter what.
Especially when he looked at those eyes full of infinite charm, his whole heart seemed to melt. Those eyes can shake even the spiritual will of an ancestor-level expert.
Taking a deep breath, Wu Lejia's twinkling eyes suddenly became firm.
He retracted his fist and took three steps back while swaying. At the same time, he swept his arm behind him and immediately drew out the nine-ring sword.
"Ding… "
The nine rings on the broadsword sounded at the same time, making a loud and clear sound.
Suddenly, Wu Lejia saw that cracks began to appear in everything around him, and they spread rapidly.
Under the sonic attack of the nine-ring sword, the scene created by the simulated spiritual fist could no longer be maintained, or it could no longer seduce his spiritual will and allow him to break free from it.
However, Wu Lejia's eyes were always fixed on the front, and he watched the body of the colorful giant tiger shatter as the cracks grew larger. However, in his mind, there was always a pair of charming eyes, which seemed to be deeply engraved in the depths of his consciousness, so that he could never forget them.
Ouyang Ming stood far away, the sound waves of the nine-ring sword echoing in his ears.
When he heard this voice, he knew that his mental simulation fist would definitely not be able to trap the opponent.
Although he has a magic weapon to assist him, there is also a magic weapon of the same quality in the hands of the Wu Le family. Moreover, that magic weapon was still in his hand.
However, although Wu Lejia broke free from the simulated illusion, Ouyang Ming was extremely happy in his heart. Because after trying it, he has determined that his idea is indeed effective.
He just activated the charm skill, and the Wu Le family was already confused. If Meixiang skills were activated again, and sonic skills were forged in the future, and combined with the mental simulation fist, how powerful would it be
Perhaps, the so-called Ji Dao Ancestor will be as vulnerable to him as a chicken and a dog.
Of course, this is just a beautiful wish, and it is not easy to realize it. Moreover, he unexpectedly discovered that after he activated the active charm skill on the magic weapon, his energy was depleted so quickly that it was simply unbelievable.
In just a few moments, he had consumed nearly one-tenth of his energy.
If he really forged sonic skill equipment and activated three skills at the same time...
Ouyang Ming shivered inexplicably. Can he hold on before killing the enemy
My physical fitness is still a little too low!
His eyes turned and fell on Wu Lejia's face, and Ouyang Ming couldn't help but be slightly startled. At this time, Wu Lejia's eyes were extremely complicated. He was staring at somewhere in the void. The expression on his face seemed to be joyful and sad, but also seemed to have a deep attachment and reluctance.
Ouyang Ming followed his gaze, but there was still nothing there.
Frowning slightly, Ouyang Ming asked: "Brother Wu, are you... okay?" He was slightly worried in his heart. Was there something wrong with his mutated mental simulation fist
Wu Lejia's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he finally woke up from the shock. He smiled reluctantly and said, "Ah! It's nothing..." After saying that, he reluctantly took one last look at that place, and then withdrew his gaze.
Ouyang Ming became more and more suspicious and said, "Brother Wu, what is there?"
Wu Lejia was slightly panicked. As an ancestor of the Jida, he could have such an embarrassing moment. However, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't express his feelings in front of Ouyang Ming.
Coughing heavily, Wu Lejia said: "Brother Ou, I have now melted my spiritual will and body into one. I thought I would never be tempted by the royal spiritual fist again. But I didn't expect, hey..." He shook his head. He raised his head and said helplessly: "Brother Ou, how on earth did you do it?"
Ouyang Ming smiled mysteriously and said, "Private secrets cannot be revealed."
Wu Lejia shook his head and said: "Actually, I know even if you don't tell me. It must be related to a certain piece of equipment on your body." He did not hide it and said directly: "When you were in the forging room, you had something A strong energy wave is released, almost filling half of the capital. Haha, such a strong movement must be the birth of some magic weapon, right?"
Ouyang Ming was startled and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "So that's it. When this magic weapon comes out, it will definitely cause strange phenomena. Hey, it seems that it can't be hidden."
Wu Lejia nodded repeatedly, but did not continue to ask. What kind of magic weapon Ou Yangming owns is his secret. If he had to get to the bottom of it, he would probably offend someone greatly.
Therefore, although the Wu Le family could never forget those eyes, they could only bury that longing deeply in their hearts.
After pondering for a long time, Wu Lejia said: "Brother Ou, if you are studying the matter of enhancing the spiritual fist, if it is not necessary, it is better not to publicize it as much as possible."
Ouyang Ming was slightly startled, his mind was spinning, he nodded solemnly and said, "I understand, thank you Brother Wu for reminding me."
Although the royal family's mental simulation fist is famous, because it does not pose a great threat to the ancestors of the Jida, the top people in the world do not take this boxing method seriously.
In contrast, the air-splitting boxing method has attracted much attention.
However, if Ouyang Ming really enhances the power of the Mental Simulation Fist to the point where it can confuse the ancestor-level experts, then everything will change dramatically.
At this time, how many people really hope that Ouyang Ming will perfect his boxing skills? Will anyone come forward to obstruct and interfere? All this seems possible.
Therefore, until Ouyang Ming completely perfects the Mental Simulation Fist, the fewer people who know about it, the better.
Wu Lejia opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Brother Ou, don't be polite. It's all thanks to you that I'm here today." He paused, patted his chest and said, "When do you want it?" You can come to me anytime to test your boxing skills, I promise, no one will know.”
Ouyang Ming nodded to him gratefully. This friend was indeed not in vain.
However, he didn't know that Wu Lejia's heart was also full of passion. He couldn't wait to experience this completely different mental simulation fist again!