Unknowingly, they spent 7 days in the first level of dreams and finally returned to reality. For Arthur and other characters in the plot, they woke up and returned to the plane they were on in reality, while Meng Xiang and other reincarnations completed their mission in "Inception". With a fuzzy feeling, they returned to the main god space.
In the vast white space of the Lord God, the Lord God in midair cast out 6 beams of light. In the beams of light, there were Meng Xiang and others, as well as Ding Jie. Ding Jie was in a rather miserable state, having been shot by a Gauss sniper rifle in the third layer of the dream. The defense of the gold armor, which had only 1/10 of its power left, could not resist, and almost half of his body and armor were shattered. Now, under the Lord God's beam of light, his flesh was wriggling and regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The beams of light cast on Meng Xiang and others were fleeting, because in the first layer of the dream, they were almost unharmed. The injuries on their bodies were all left in the second and third layers of the dream. When they completed the mission and returned to the first layer of the dream, their injuries had all healed.
But the strange thing is that Ding Jie, who was originally injured in the third level of the dream, did not fully recover from his injuries and had to return to the main god space to ask the main god to help with treatment.
Meng Xiang became angry when he saw Ding Jie, because Ding Jie's willful behavior almost caused them to die in the third level of the dream.
The beam of light that enveloped Ding Jie finally disappeared. He moved his hands and glanced at Meng Xiang and the others, slightly surprised, as if he was totally surprised. Meng Xiang suppressed his anger and stepped forward to ask, "Captain, why did you trigger the punishment plot? Can you explain what happened?"
"Why do you want me to explain?" Ding Jie snorted and glared at Meng Xiang with murderous eyes.
Meng Xiang's eyes were blank, and his hands clenched into fists, making a "cracking" sound. "You put us in danger. I think you need to explain."
The golden holy clothes on Jie's body suddenly fell apart, and then a green light flashed from the main god, covering Ding Jie's whole body. In the blink of an eye, Ding Jie was already wearing the holy clothes.
Ding Jie snorted, "Danger? In a horror movie with such low difficulty, would you, a person with such great potential, be put in danger? Did you spend all your points on a dog?"
Meng Xiang tried to suppress it, but his spiritual energy was already seeping out unconsciously. He gritted his teeth and glared at Ding Jie, but Jie Juan came over and said lightly: "Captain, you can't say that. As a man, we have to be daring. We don't have the overwhelming strength of Zhang Jin, the pervert, to threaten you. Do you have to hide it? In the next horror movie, we will face a punishment plot. To put it bluntly, even if we die, at least let us die with understanding."
Han Fan, Zhou Lina and Mu Fei'er were overwhelmed by the momentum of Meng Xiang and Ding Jie. They couldn't even stand aside, let alone say a word. They trembled and slowly retreated, away from this place of trouble.
Ding Jie was silent for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Okay, I'll let you die knowingly. The seventh sense, called Manas, is the source of the difference between the universe and the self, and is also the source of super powers. It exists beyond vision, hearing, taste, smell, touch, and consciousness. In my eyes, the dream in Inception is like a transparent glass window, and outside the glass window is the real world. Dreams are a deception of consciousness, but my senses have surpassed the six senses, so as long as I sense the existence of the glass window and push it open, I can return to the previous dream. Therefore, I don't need to wait until the effect of the compulsory drug wears off. My own will and body's immunity are enough to resist the compulsory drug and let me wake up in the dream."
"What I want to know is not this, but the punishment plot." Meng Xiang's spiritual energy has overflowed, and the murderous intent can no longer be suppressed. New and old grudges make it difficult for him to suppress the anger in his heart.
Ding Jie took a stance, guarding against Meng Xiang, and said calmly: "The dominant plot I triggered was to eliminate the supercomputer AI that developed super-realistic technology on the mountain. That was the source of the projection armed forces caused by the forced subconscious training. Unfortunately, before I got close, I was chased by the powerful projection armed forces, so I returned to reality. The Lord thought I cheated and avoided the mission of the side plot, so he punished the nameless team."
"Did you know this would happen?" Meng Xiang was furious.
"That's right. If I have to, I don't want to give up the side story. If I complete the side story, I can get a reward worth 5,000 points and a C-level side story. Now, I am still heartbroken."
"Go to hell." Meng Xiang's anger reached its peak. Seeing Ding Jie's ugly face, he couldn't control himself. His potential lock automatically opened to level 2. His muscles swelled, and the iron fist with spiritual energy had already hit Ding Jie's face.
Ding Jie exchanged for a powerful sacred armor, but he had little potential and was too dependent on the equipment, so his strength could not be improved. With his reaction, although he caught Meng Xiang's movements, his body was too late to react.
"Boom!" Ding Jie's body was blown away for more than 20 meters, and he rolled on the ground for several meters before he stopped. He got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Your angry fist is only this powerful? I'm relieved. Or, I shouldn't have spared your life. I should have killed you in the first horror movie like I did to Leng Tianyou."
The defensive power of the sacred armor, even if it did not touch the divine power, was just the armor itself, and its defensive power was not something that Meng Xiang's fist could break. For Ding Jie, Meng Xiang's anger was just a scratch on the corner of his mouth, with a few drops of blood.
"Lushan Dragon Flying!" Ding Jie rushed over like lightning. The speed of his fists turned into green lights in front of Meng Xiang, covering Meng Xiang tightly.
Maybe it's not the legendary speed-of-light punch, but Ding Jie's punching speed is the fastest among the strong men Meng Xiang has ever encountered.
Meng Xiang was unwilling to back down in front of Ding Jie. He mobilized his whole body's spiritual energy, and the Kaio-ken was 12% effective, surging with spiritual energy like a hurricane. He was in a state of spiritual defense, and ignored Ding Jie's fists that rained down on him. He just used his left hand to protect his head, and his right fist, with the power to split mountains, hit Ding Jie's chest.
“Pah pah pah…” Meng Xiang’s body was hit hard by Ding Jie, and Meng Xiang’s right fist blasted Ding Jie’s entire body into the air.
Fast punching speed does not mean strong power. Ding Jie relied too much on weapons and equipment and failed to discover the true power of Tonghu's secret skills. Just like Lushan Dragon Flying, if Ding Jie combined punching speed and punching power into one, Meng Xiang would not dare to do such a reckless thing.
Ding Jie adjusted his posture in mid-air and landed steadily, but was hit by Meng Xiang's iron fists repeatedly, which made him furious. His self-esteem was severely damaged, and his xiao yu ji was exerted to the limit.
Ding Jie's fist was like fart to Meng Xiang, who had undergone strict training in the Illusion Sea. But at the same time, because the defense of the sacred cloth was too strong, Meng Xiang's attack would not cause much damage to Ding Jie.
A ball of light as big as a football was spinning at high speed in Meng Xiang's palms.
Rasengan.
Or maybe only the Rasengan could penetrate the power into the Divine Cloth and deal a heavier blow to Ding Jie.
A green dragon was already brewing in Ding Jie's right fist. For Meng Xiang, apart from the weapons of the Golden Saint Armor, only Lushan Shenglongba and Lushan Bailongba could threaten him.
"Die." Ding Jie shouted angrily and rushed forward. His right fist rushed out with a green dragon, and the pressure of the fist created a gust of wind.
Meng Xiang did not dodge or evade. He took a stance, with spiritual energy surging out of his body. The Rasengan on his right palm tilted back slightly, and he raised his left forearm forward, aiming at the dragon head of Ding Jie's right fist and quickly pushed it to the left.
Meng Xiang's strength was not enough to withstand such a powerful impact when confronting Lushan Shenglongba. His left arm might be broken immediately. However, Meng Xiang chose to lightly push away Ding Jie's Lushan Shenglongba in the spiritual defense to avoid the consequences of a head-on collision, and his right palm was already on Ding Jie's lower abdomen.
The relentless spiral force pulled Ding Jie, spinning him like a windmill and flying dozens of meters horizontally. Ding Jie was dizzy and kept tumbling on the ground.
The Rasengan caused Ding Jie's lower abdomen to ache slightly, but the Divine Cloth could not only resist physical attacks. This was the Divine Cloth, which could defend against all attacks including spiritual, energy, etc., so he was not in the way.
Ding Jie was furious and stood up suddenly, but in front of him, except for Jie Juan, Han Fan and Zhou Lina who hid far away, there was no sign of Meng Xiang.
"Here." Meng Xiang's cold voice sounded behind Ding Jie. Before Ding Jie could react, the hurricane created by Meng Xiang's spiritual energy had already enveloped his body. Meng Xiang stretched out his hands to pull Ding Jie's arms back, and then used his right knee to push against his back.
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