It is true that requests like this are relatively rare.
With several senior reviewers and one impatient guest, is there any better scientific research atmosphere than this?
Fu Qian admired in his heart, and there was a symphony with the sound of slaps on Mr. Aike's body for a while.
The person involved was completely over-concerned. How could he be polite after clarifying the test plan?
The arms were waved continuously, the long scarlet shadow flickered, and the thoughts that Sir Eco wanted to express at the first moment were even withdrawn.
"Is it effective?"
This guy is so rude and has no worries about retaliation afterwards.
This excessive and wanton behavior even caused quite a shock to the guests present.
So much so that after the Tyrant's Fist reached a double-digit combo, Mr. Jin Ning on the side finally couldn't help but speak and forcibly interrupted with his thoughts.
It was quite a show of respect before I dealt with this, and I stopped almost immediately.
"There is... the mind is becoming unstable, which is different from the general mental shock, and feels like being damaged like the body."
Eco, who finally had a chance to breathe, answered with the same complex tone as the look he looked at Fu Qian.
After all, he has a demigod physique. Without the long whip with the bonus of thorns and needles, the physical trauma is almost negligible.
However, the obviously twinkling eyes also showed that what Eco said was true, and that the mental damage was much more intense.
"That's good."
Unfortunately, by this time, Fu Qian had already transformed into a ruthless academic worker, and his response was met with praise and satisfaction.
"It looks like I'm going to tell you what I said before, please, Your Excellency."
Even the next moment he turned around and continued to talk to Jin Ning.
He can still make complex expressions, which undoubtedly shows that the degree of devastation is not enough.
"……good."
He even paused for a moment before realizing that Fu Qian was referring to helping weaken mental resistance.
Faced with this overly professional testing attitude, Ji Ning was silent for a moment and finally said nothing more.
After all, the team talker next to him has made his stance quite clear.
"There are no changes at the moment, so hurry up."
Li He, who had watched the whole process, had already reported the results of the preliminary test and firmly expressed his support.
"There will be a certain degree of discomfort, please bear with it."
Following the instructions, Yan Ning didn't waste any more time. She curled her palms into a tube shape and put it against her mouth, and took a deep breath.
This action was undoubtedly very special, and for a while everyone watched with great interest the scene that looked like blowing darts.
call!
The next moment, something actually blew out from there.
Slender, curly, almost transparent.
It looks more like a small snake than a blowing needle.
And since he was too close, his not-so-sharp head had already bumped into Eco.
It is more moisturizing and silent than the whip of the Tyrant's Fist. The snake needle is already integrated into the skin the moment it touches the skin, leaving no trace at all.
this……
At that moment, Eco, who was obviously mentally prepared, even had a trace of doubt on his face.
Fu Qian's understanding of this is that the effect seems to be different from what she imagined.
Because at first glance, the puzzled expression was even more lively than before, and there was no sign of weakness at all.
ah--
However, if you always trust professionals before paying, how can you have doubts because of a mere appearance.
Before Lord Eco could even express any further, he was hit by the tyrant's fist again, and almost simultaneously screamed.
…
In comparison, the slightly gloomy performance was certainly not due to increased strength.
As a professional, controlling variables is the most basic quality.
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Before paying, he was confident that under his control, the error between the first draw and this draw would not exceed 0.5%.
This contrast is of course due to the help of Mr. Jin Ning.
Even judging from the feedback, Fu Qian, who is quite experienced in this field, has somewhat understood the effect of the blowing needle - what Mr. Jin Ning did was not to weaken the resistance, but to increase the sensitivity.
Similar to Eco, whose senses were suddenly overclocked and hit by that attack, the mental destruction caused by the Tyrant's Fist was significantly amplified.
This is why she looked more energetic after being attacked.
I have to say that although this move is not that subtle when activated, it is quite suitable for Miss Wen's ability.
Naturally imagining the combined attack scene of the snake needle and the beautiful girl Wanhua Mirror, Fu Qian kept whipping out one whip after another.
After all, as a demigod, after losing his temper under the initial impact, Eco quickly adjusted and quickly entered a quiet state of dementia.
The pressure brought by each stroke is obviously far greater than before, as if you can see the fragments of soul flying up.
In order to get the best effect, she did not change into other states, but maintained her flesh and blood body.
However, at this moment, even the exposed skin was faintly emitting a strange luster, as if it was beginning to lose its original appearance.
"continue!"
But during this scene of the Passion of the Demigod, the voice from Mr. Li continued to come coldly, signaling that the soul whipping should not stop.
…
Although he tried his best to maintain it, it could still be heard that the old man was not happy.
As a team radar, Fu Qian's lure plan still didn't seem to allow him to capture anything -
Just when Fu Qian responded to the call and swung another long whip with steady power, the figure of Mr. Li who had just finished speaking had disappeared from the spot very smoothly.
As if transcending the concept of time, there were hundreds of them, each one like a real black gold arc sword, tearing apart the corner of the baby's room around where Mr. Li appeared again in various postures.
Soldiers who, deception also.
The old man is worthy of being a learned man, and I would like to call him a sage of swordsmanship.
Although it happened in an instant, Fu Qian, who never gave up observing his movements, noticed this change immediately and expressed his heartfelt praise.
Of course, Fu Qian didn't feel that he had already succeeded in helping the old man gain something before he was whipped again.
From the moment he finished shouting to the moment he took action, the process was extremely smooth and smooth. The most likely explanation is that soldiers never tire of deceit.
Although I'm not sure whether the prey hiding in the dark can understand it, it was shouted to it.
When he spoke, the old man had probably already grasped something, and was just trying to relax his vigilance as much as possible.
Of course, even with this method, it seems that there is still no gain.
Under the arc sword, it was so violent that it felt like even the covalent bond was about to be broken. However, there was no sign of a hit such as blood dripping on the intestines——
laugh!
Before the thought was completed, between the tumbling sword shadows, a real golden light actually crossed the sky and penetrated into another corner opposite to the direction in which the old man jumped.
And with the ripple-like shaking, the originally empty void actually spattered a streak of brutal blood.
Only then could we clearly see that the golden glow was actually a weapon held in the old man's other hand.
It has a pointed head, a beak, and a straight handle behind it.
It's not so much a sword as it is a halberd with an exaggerated length.
As expected, he is worthy of the name of Sword Master!
At that moment, Fu Qian let out a heartfelt admiration. ()
