Chapter 199： That's the truth

There was no sound from the small speaker next to the surveillance probe. The man at the door sneered, and calmly took out a sign symbolizing the royal family's identity from his chest pocket, and lifted it up so that Ling Huan could see it clearly.

The sign is engraved with a lion head exactly like the umbrella handle, which looks extraordinarily majestic.

"Mr. Ling, you'd better think faster." He put away the sign in no hurry, and hooked his finger behind him. There were a few tall alphas standing quietly under the steps, all of which seemed to be violent. Breaking physique.

Ling Huan really didn't see what this man was pretending to be. He asked in his mind, "What was he dangling just now?"

009 understands a little bit more than he, [The current emperor’s animal form is a lion, so in the entire empire, only people from the royal family can combine gold and lions. This person should be sent by the royal family to find the host, but I don’t know exactly where it is. The subordinates of the prince, according to the plot in the book, are now in the fierce competition for the throne, and each prince is trying to get the most chips for himself. 】

The electronic sound is a bit of joy, [But it is very difficult for ordinary people to enter the palace. If the host is "coerced" over, there should be no need to go through those processes, which is very time-saving! 】

Ling Huan took out the map that Rizeer had just drawn during the day from his pocket, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

People bring pillows when they fall asleep.

He was worried about how he could enter the palace unobtrusively.

Ling Huan faintly glanced at the proud man on the monitor screen, folded the map a few times and put it away.

Regardless of the number of princes who came, it was a pass for him to enter the door.

But speaking is too arrogant.

"My patience is limited..."

The man's words were not finished yet, the door that had been closed in front of him opened suddenly, the cold wind full of damp water vapor mixed with a dangerous smell of burnt and cracking, and the raindrops falling along the tip of the black umbrella were full of humiliation in the dark place The current of qi breaks open.

The man raised his head, and hadn't completely overlapped the handsome boy in front of him with the photos on the profile, a huge pressure suddenly coming from nowhere was pressed on his shoulders like a heavy stone.

The man's weird blue lips were now even more bloody, his knees bent, and he almost knelt in front of Ling Huan.

He is very responsive, and violently stretches his hand to press on the shoulder of an alpha behind him to barely maintain his footing.

His head was covered with cold sweat, the strength on his shoulders increased instead of decreasing, and he always maintained a slow increasing speed.

The man's hand holding the umbrella turned white because of the force, and the joints were squeezed and trembling. Then he held the umbrella unsteadily and slammed it to the ground. He looked around.

There is nothing, but the strength on his shoulders is truly terrifying.

The alpha behind him can no longer support twice the strength at the same time, and a sigh of shocking blood flows from the corner of his mouth.

The man turned his head in panic and found that the alphas he had brought had already fallen two, and all the ones who had fallen stared forward unwillingly.

He later realized that the young beta boy with a smile at the corner of his mouth in front of him used mental power.

Not only can it condense into an entity in the air, but it can even apply targeted pressure.

Before coming, he checked a lot of information, and because the three princes were particularly eager for dishes with spiritual power, so he inquired about the preparation methods of these dishes. First of all, the chef’s spiritual power was at least a grade, and he made food with spiritual power. Talent is "delicious", and the addition of mental power to the lower level will ruin the dish.

There are very few betas in the empire that have a mental power that exceeds Grade A, not to mention that a few willing to be chefs have been hired by Quanweilou with a lot of money.

The man guessed that Ling Huan's grade should be at least a, but he felt that he was just an ordinary beta who needed live broadcast to make money to support his family. He had no ability and no backing, and his small arms simply couldn't twist the few a-level alphas he brought.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so relaxed now that he fell two without even extending his hand.

The man swallowed the urge to vomit in his stomach, breathed heavily, and said, "It's you! It's you who are using mental pressure...!"

Ling Huan calmly closed the door sideways, making sure that the code lock had been closed, and then smiled at the man Shi Shiran, "Why, staring at me with such big eyes, do you want me to praise you?"

The man kicked his feet angrily, already curled up and lying down on the steps. His scarlet eyes commanded the remaining few, dressed in a decent black suit, but his movements were completely nonchalant.

"What's the use of bringing you out! I'm afraid of the mental power of an ordinary beta! Trash! Isn't the force value inferior to him? Give it all to me! Put him on the aircraft!" He clicked a few casually." Isn’t your power level the pinnacle of Grade A? What to hide from behind?"

Alpha was filled with blood from his excited ears. He clenched his fists and rushed towards Ling Huan. The suit on his arms had violent muscles, but he didn't even touch the corners of Ling Huan's clothes. Hit a cold iron wall.

All the power was blocked, Alpha suffocated his chest in a sigh, and was shocked to find that the other party had taken his fist.

Ling Huan's voice was very soft, but it was extremely crooked in Alpha's ears.

"Have you used all your strength?"

Alpha, who was stunned by anger, was full of flaws.

Ling Huan flipped his wrist upwards, a crisp click sounded, and half of Alpha's arm was easily removed.

The sharp screams instantly overwhelmed the sound of rain, Alpha knelt on the ground in pain with his left arm, his back arched and twitched in pain.

When the man saw this, he couldn't help taking a step back, looking at Ling Huan's eyes with more jealousy, he shook his lips and pushed the frightened alpha, "Let's go! Give it all to me! Me! I don’t believe that so many alphas can’t catch a beta!"

"Official prestige is quite big." Ling Huan smiled friendly towards the ashes of alpha, walked a few steps forward, and asked the man who was hiding behind him, "How many princes are you?"

He has helped Lu Jinbei frequently treat the spiritual realm, and he has been able to master his spiritual power freely.

Facing the ordinary alpha, he deeply felt the power of the s-level mental power.

The autonomy that had been lost from Lu Jinbei was now completely recovered, and Ling Huan calmly put only one-third of his mental power to increase.

I don't know if it has been with Lu Jinbei's mental power for too long. His mental power that does not have obvious elemental tendencies is now carrying cold thunder and lightning, and the pain level will double when the pressure is applied.

When the man heard the word prince, his pupils suddenly contracted. He gritted his teeth and said intermittently, "Wait for you...you will know when you see it...you are not qualified to ask..."

Finding that this was still a stubborn bone, Ling Huan shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"What level are you? You still want to stand still." He smiled suddenly as he watched the man's red neck and couldn't speak smoothly, "I thought he could make it through?"

In the next second, the man only felt that the strength he had finally gotten used to soared more than doubled, and the sudden strength was like a surging tide, almost crushing the bones he was holding.

He could no longer support it.

With a loud thump, the bridge of the man’s nose slammed heavily on the steps full of water and mud. The speed of the surge of mental power made him unresponsive at all. The force of the fall was too strong, and the nosebleed was directly knocked out, and the scarlet blood was mixed. He wiped his face.

"What...what exactly is your mental power level?" The man's hair was glued together in embarrassment, and when he looked up, he had already lost the way he was just above him.

Ling Huan looked down, turned a blind eye to his question, and said lightly, "This is just the truth."

Closing his palms, he drew a long umbrella from the door, took two steps and looked back at the soaked people, "Don't you go?"

The man was lying on the ground, struggling for a long time and couldn't stand up. He looked at Ling Huan in astonishment, as if he didn't understand people, "Don't you want to leave?"

The horror of mental coercive attacks lies in all aspects of suppression. If you are facing alpha, it can even shatter the mental domain of the attacker when the mental power reaches its peak, and the effect is permanent.

But this terrible beta always had a smile on his face, as if he was teasing a few mice.

The man vomited the blood out of his mouth, gasped and wiped away the dirt on his face, "You won't run away?"

"How come? I have something to escape." Ling Huan's smile is not warm, "Since the prince invited me to meet, I must go, after all, you are the only rude person, not the prince."

Ling Huan was invited into the aircraft respectfully.

After saying that the chair of the aircraft was too hard, the man hurriedly asked people to buy a soft pillow.

Because the man was suppressed by the tyrannical mental power just now, the arm holding the thing trembled uncontrollably.

The current situation is completely opposite to what he imagined when he came.

Not only did the other party not have the slightest tension and fear, but it was as easy as being a guest.

He was sitting in front of the aircraft, with his clenched fists resting on his knees, thinking that he must tell the third prince about the strangeness of this man in advance.

He was in a trance, a sudden tingling came from the spiritual realm, he held his temples and trembled, and he couldn't even make the movement of turning his head back.

Behind him came the boy's cold voice, "Don't think of telling your master about me."

"I'm just an ordinary beta, there is nothing to report in advance."

Half an hour later, the third prince, who knew nothing about Ling Huan, was sitting at the dining table. He raised his hand slightly to one side, and someone pulled out the luxurious chair for Ling Huan.

The white tablecloth was filled with steaming food, but the third prince’s eyes were greedily placed on Ling Huan, his voice was gentle,

"Mr. Ling, come and taste it. This is the meal made by the royal chef."

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