Chapter 167： Multiple illusions

Tianxing Plaza, on the ring

The strongest blow containing all Jiang Yujun's power-the broken yuan spear, stabbed Ziyue as he wished. Jiang Yujun's spirit was almost reaching its limit. He looked dimly at the girl who seemed to have widened her eyes. Whispered:

"Did I... win?"

Although this shot was his strongest martial skill, Jiang Yujun still kept his hands and avoided Ziyue's vitals. After all, this is a competition and can be injured, but it must not be a killer, otherwise the academy will not be lenient!

It doesn’t matter if some injuries are minor or severe. As the top three academies in mainland China, Tianxing Academy has its own top-notch medical assistance measures. As long as you don’t die, it’s not a big problem, so Jiang Yujun can safely use his strongest. Martial arts!

But Jiang Yujun’s worries are a bit redundant. In the spectator stand, countless students looked strangely at Jiang Yujun, who was stabbing in a cloud of air on the arena, and couldn't help whispering:

"Is he... blind? How can he perform martial arts in the air?"

"What the hell... can't he see Ziyue-senpai?"

There was a lot of discussion. The ordinary students who watched the battle were surprised to see that the extraordinary Jiang Yujun on the arena walked up to Ziyue with difficulty, screamed out his full strength, and used the strongest martial arts with a direct shot... stabbed the next door. On the air!

Ziyue was clearly standing less than three meters in front of him, but he seemed invisible, extremely strange.

Ziyue stood calmly in front of Jiang Yujun less than three meters away, without panic, as if everything was under control.

Such a bizarre scene caused the students and VIPs to hold their breath for a while, and ordinary students who didn't understand the illusionist were wondering, but the VIPs were different.

"Is it an illusion again? Poor child..."

A VIP sighed, the warrior is so helpless against the illusionist. If he is not careful, he will be led by the nose by the illusionist's endless variety of strange illusions. He still has nothing to notice, and the mental power gap is too big.

Compared to the same laymen, Ye Xinyu, the illusionist master, saw the illusion technique used by Ziyue at a glance, and a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with stunning colors, and murmured:

"Is this... multiple illusions?"

It is unbelievable that such an illusion genius can appear in a warrior country. You must know that the advanced technique of multiple illusions is also of the top difficulty in the Magic Feather Academy, and few people learn...

"Sky Star Academy...can't be underestimated..."

On the ring, Ziyue looked at Jiang Yujun whose expression was gradually changing, and realized that his subconscious had also noticed some weirdness. He smiled slightly, and the white light in his eyes was like a jumping flame. The magic power worked, and Jiang Yujun's illusion was lifted!

"Boom..."

Like the world revolving around, Jiang Yujun suddenly woke up, and when he took a closer look, he found that he turned his back to Ziyue. Where was Ziyue stabbed by the spear in his hand? It's just a phantom in the air.

"Is it illusion again..."

Jiang Yujun's eyes widened, and the extreme mental fatigue seemed to have been washed away a lot, his heart was bitter, and he muttered.

"When is...when?"

Ziyue looked at Jiang Yujun, who was unable to accept it, sighed, and said: "When you break through the first illusion, you have also entered the second illusion that I designed..."

Multiple illusions!

The principle of the illusionist’s advanced skills on the Star Continent is like multiple dreams. It seems that there is only one layer of illusion underneath. There are also second and third levels...and even more illusions. They are indefensible and belong to extremely high depths. Illusion!

"Now I can only use the double illusion, and the third illusion is still a bit short. The real illusion can perform the quadruple illusion..."

Ziyue is not complacent because he defeated Jiang Yujun with multiple illusions. After all, the opponent is a warrior whose mental power is far weaker than his own. Defeating him does not mean anything.

If you change to a magician of the pinnacle level of the magician, you will get into a hard fight, after all... magicians are also good at mental power!

Jiang Yujun listened to Ziyue’s explanation, and finally gave up resistance, shook his head with a wry smile, and said:

"I surrender……"

I’m afraid that my mental power is about to collapse if I continue to fight. The illusionist is really the most difficult to deal with...

Ziyue listened to Jiang Yujun's surrender, and did not despise him because of this. After all, although the illusionist restrained the warrior, the restraint relationship has always been relative.

For example, water can restrain fire according to common sense, but when the fire is strong enough, it can also restrain water and evaporate it completely!

In the same way, the illusionist can restrain the warrior to a considerable extent in the face-to-face confrontation, but the powerful power and the ability of the warrior can also restrain the illusionist to a certain extent. After all, the illusionist is the same as the magician, even if the body is weak. Relatively poor...

In a word, the chance of winning a warrior at the same level is not great, but the illusionist will die if he sneaks in secret!

The mutual generation and mutual restraint is that simple.

The eighth game ended with Jiang Yujun reluctantly surrendering, and there was a sigh of sorrow from the spectator and VIP seats. It was indeed a wonderful game, and Ziyue's exquisite illusion opened their eyes.

On the White Jade Throne, Leng Ruobing breathed a sigh of relief, and his slightly forward body also quietly sat back upright.

Watching Ziyue step off the ring, Leng Ruobing also retracted his gaze, but after a glance, he saw Feng Zichen looking at Ziyue with a weird look on the side, muttering to himself, not knowing what he was talking about.

"what happened to you?"

Looking at the weird Feng Zichen, Leng Ruobing couldn't help asking.

Feng Zichen regained his senses abruptly, looked at a strangely cold face, twitched the corner of his mouth, and quickly said:

"No...nothing..."

Leng Ruobing tilted her head slightly, which seemed a bit strange, but since Feng Zichen said it was nothing, she stopped asking.

Fu Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, and once again looked at Ziyue, who closed his eyes and rested under the ring, with a playful smile on his mouth.

"So... it's you..."

Feng Zichen finally remembered, why he always feels like she has seen Ziyue somewhere? This kind of illusion, coupled with her clear voice like a quiet spring in the empty valley, is that the time when she rushed to the sky and stars Is the purple girl you met in level six?

"No wonder Ziyue Yaguchi denied seeing me. After all, at that time, she didn't save her a bit of face, so she directly bounced off her illusion skills with writing round eyes..."

Feng Zichen thought of this and understood why Ziyue pretended not to know herself, that should be regarded as her rare dark history...

While Feng Zichen was thinking weirdly in his heart, Chen Lao has come back on stage again with a smile, invited the two sanctuary talents in the ninth game.

"Here, it's Brother Lin..."

Feng Zichen was immediately attracted by Lin Zichen who was on the field, and temporarily set aside the matter of Ziyue.

Under the ring, Lin Zichen saw that it was finally his turn to play, smiled slightly, and went to the stage.

"Brother, come on~"

Lin Zixuan waved her small hand, her beautiful face without a trace of blemish showed an intoxicating smile, and she cheered.

Lin Zichen rubbed the girl's head, haha ​​smiled: "Don't worry, we are already reborn, this time we can surprise Feng Zichen..."

Lin Zixuan bit her lower lip when she heard the words, and cast her autumn-like eyes towards the young man on the white jade throne not far away, but found that Feng Zichen was also looking at her, winking her eyebrows, her cheeks were reddening, she immediately nodded to her brother.

"Ok!"

That’s right, we’re already reborn, this time, Big Brother Feng, please watch it!

On the White Jade Throne, Feng Zichen looked at Lin Zixuan, who hadn't seen him for a long time, and looked at him. He couldn't help but wink his eyebrows, his eyebrows spread...Ah! It's a friendly greeting...

"Who are they...?"

Abruptly, a cold voice came from nearby. Feng Zichen turned around when he heard the words, but saw that Leng Ruobing had a calm face, as if it was not her who asked this sentence.

"Uh...they are friends I met just now in the City of Order, brothers and sisters Lin Zichen and Lin Zixuan..."

Feng Zichen didn't care either, and said casually.

"Oh……"

Leng Ruobing nodded in response, still showing no expression on her face, but then she frowned slightly, her eyes filled with doubt.

"Why would I... ask him this?"