Chen Zifeng held his breath.

He was a little confused as to what was going on, but after a brief hesitation, he put away his spirit and raised his hands to signal his resignation.

It's not like a protagonist hysterically shouting "I haven't lost yet", that would be too ugly.

If you lose, you lose. It's just an arena match, it's not about life or death.

He didn't ask why he lost so inexplicably. The relationship with this white-haired junior was not yet in place, so there was no need to ask.

As a disciple of Shrek's inner court and a high-level soul master with an unlimited future, he still keeps the basic soul master knowledge in mind - never ask why when it comes to martial arts and soul skills, everything is possible.

Soul masters have limits, but they are not ironclad rules. Occasionally, a soul skill that breaks the rules will appear from the corner.

"Junior Yuhao?" Chen Zifeng couldn't help but speak after raising his hands for a moment.

The dazzling golden spear did not disappear or withdraw from the user's side, it was still fixed in front of Chen Zifeng's eyes.

Chen Zifeng aimed his eyes downwards, and the tip of the gun was still flickering with golden light. It did not make people feel the warmth of conventional light attributes, but instead had an inexplicable chill.

This should be a weapon made entirely of light elements. I don’t know what kind of self-created soul skill it is. It looks very advanced at first glance.

Yes, Chen Zifeng could see the self-created soul skills at a glance.

It's not that he has much experience, it's just intelligence support. All the soul skills of Qianjie, except for a fourth soul skill that has not been demonstrated much, each of their previous generation inner court disciples has an intelligence description in their hands.

Not only Qianjie, but also the seniors and seniors have general information about the newly selected inner court disciples.

Vice versa, Qianjie and his team also have general information about the official team.

There may not be a saying among soul masters that the kind of battle next door is an intelligence war, but they still understand that having intelligence and not having intelligence are completely different things.

"Sorry, senior." Qianjie came back to his senses. The golden spear in his hand turned into golden light and dissipated in the air. He rubbed his tingling temple with his other hand and smiled sheepishly at Chen Zifeng, "Somewhat

Lost my mind."

The bloody smell when Chen Zifeng released his martial spirit was too strong.

He looks more like an evil soul master than him, an evil soul master officially certified by the Holy Spirit Religion.

Of course, Qianjie wouldn't start to get distracted when he sees a soul master who looks like an evil soul master. He is not that emotional.

It's just that the magical martial soul defect occurred.

Each martial soul has its own flaws, some are burning with desire, some are just exploding after practicing to a certain stage...

Of course, there are various ways of attack.

There are people like Ma Xiaotao who usually look like a normal person, but then have a concentrated attack after holding it in for a while, and there are also people who are always in a state of attack.

Qianjie belongs to the latter category, but it is more special.

He is very sensitive to blood, partly because the martial soul's blood comes with it, and partly because of this bloodthirsty impulse.

A person who has been hungry for a long time will of course be extremely sensitive to the aroma of any bread.

It's just that the aroma of Chen Zifeng's bread is too strong.

But this was not a big problem. Qianjie then looked at Yan Shaozhe at the edge of the square, but Yan Shaozhe just nodded.

After a moment of silence, Qianjie walked towards the camp belonging to the substitute team. It was just a simple internal competition. Everyone knew whether they were winning or losing. There was no need for a referee or to announce who was winning or losing.

"What is your fourth soul skill?" As soon as Qianjie walked into the crowd, Wang Dong'er, who had already recovered his breath, couldn't wait to get closer, with "I'm very curious" written in his pink-blue pupils.

It was difficult to ask the people on the official team opposite if they didn’t have a good relationship, so Wang Donger didn’t have to worry about that.

A group of substitutes who had just become inner court disciples seemed to be looking intently, but in fact they all leaned in to listen to this magical soul skill.

After all, it looked really strange. After Qianjie's fourth soul ring flashed, Chen Zifeng remained motionless as if someone had cursed him. He allowed Qianjie to walk up to him step by step.

"you guess."

"Guess you're a big-headed ghost!" Wang Dong'er glared at Qianjie, "Tell me quickly!"

How could she possibly guess it? She had never seen Qianjie release his fourth soul skill, let alone Qianjie's indescribable martial spirit. Who could judge?

"Are you stupid?" Qianjie turned his head and glanced at Wang Dong'er, "It's obviously just mind control. It's not like you haven't seen it before."

Huo Yulin's Mirror Flower, Water Moon has almost the same effect. Often the opponent will stand still as soon as he rolls his eyes.

"I know about mental control, but what is its name and what is its specific effect?!" Wang Dong'er scratched her head. She, who frequently went to the solo arena with Huo Yulin in the soul fighting arena, certainly knew what mental attack was, but how should she say it.

If I have to give a rough description, even those who have been through Huo Yulin's mirror will stand still, but at least after the mind control is released, the controlled person will realize what happened to him, unlike Chen Zifeng who is completely confused.

I'm in a desperate state, as if I don't know what's going on.

"How do you want me to describe this relatively rare method of spirituality to you?" Qianjie spread his hands. He was telling the truth. He was describing spiritual power to a soul master who had never been exposed to spiritual power. Even if he could describe it clearly, the other party would not understand.

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Just like describing how gorgeous various colors are to a person who was born blind, it’s okay if they can’t understand it?

"As for the name, it's called Li Shen."

"Okay." Wang Dong'er waved her hands in frustration, "But why did you come up with another mental control soul skill? I remember that you don't have mental attributes."

"I still can only answer that I don't know. You don't know how uncontrollable and indescribable the process of acquiring soul skills is." Qianjie looked at the center of the square again. Huo Yulin had already reached the center.

Lishen, the soul skill that was sacrificed by the Ice Emperor, is of course like another soul skill that cannot be separated from the concept of freezing.

Fu Li freezes the body, while Li Shen freezes the spirit. After being lifted, it will give the attacked an effect like losing a memory.

Of course, the power can be increased, and it will cause some mental damage when freezing, but so far, the targets he has used are not enemies that must be killed, so there is no need to increase the power.

There was no need for him to explain it so clearly to Wang Donger. The silly goose couldn't understand it anyway. If he really had to explain it in detail, there would be a lot of questions next.

It's better to explain it directly as mind control, the effect will be almost the same.

"The light gun you just used was a self-created soul skill, right?!" Wang Donger's silence did not last until Qianjie breathed a sigh of relief. She began to write "I am very curious" written all over her face.

"Yes." Qianjie adjusted his glasses helplessly.

"Then can you teach me that I also have a light-attribute martial spirit!" Her eyes were bright.

"I can't." There was a trace of pity in Qianjie's eyes, "Because you can't learn."

As for the suffocating learning amount of magic, it is really not something that Wang Donger can learn.

"I have learned several secrets of Tang Sect, why do you say I can't learn them?" Wang Dong'er could still see the pity in his eyes.

"I have some self-awareness, and I asked you to learn the soul guidance tool. Can you master it? The complexity of this self-created soul skill is comparable to the soul guidance tool technology." The pity in Qianjie's eyes became more and more serious.

"I must..." Wang Donger's voice weakened.
Chapter completed!