"Stop talking nonsense and ruining my practice!" Hu Kai roared angrily, then used illusion magic to transform into an evil beast, and suddenly rushed towards Ye Chuxiao.
This evil beast is transformed by illusion. If you look at it in the clear wind and bright moon, there will be no harm at all. However, if you are afraid of it, you will inevitably be taken advantage of by it, exposing the cowardice in your heart and making it stronger.
It's just that this method of turning evil beasts into illusions is, according to the old eunuch Feng Yu, a subordinate's method.
Although he can control people's courage, he can only deal with mediocre people.
All outstanding people have the determination to sail against the current. The more arrogant and fierce they appear, the more courage and heroic spirit they are inspired, and even a few illusions can be broken in a moment.
Ye Chuxiao stood still, motionless.
He allowed the evil beast to attack him and then grew stronger under Hu Kai's control.
Looking up, it seemed that he could still smell the fishy smell emanating from the mouth of the evil beast. The sticky saliva mixed with plasma was dripping from above, trying to dren Ye Chuxiao.
"Although the category is obscene, the control of details is not lacking in exquisiteness. The monks in this world are indeed extraordinary in terms of spiritual cultivation methods." Ye Chuxiao thought to himself.
The so-called ability to know the subtleties is nothing more than a nobody, but if you have such a level of illusion, when it is magnified to the entire academy world, those real monks who are powerful are certainly not trivial.
This made Ye Chuxiao even more interested in this world.
The evil beast hovered above Ye Chuxiao's head, threatening with its fangs and claws, but Ye Chuxiao showed no intention of wavering.
So he could only lean down again, open his big mouth full of sharp teeth, and bite it as a final test.
As the ferocious mouth fell, Ye Chuxiao's heart never showed any flaws, and it didn't even cause a moment's ripples in his spiritual armor.
Like a breeze blowing across your face, the evil beasts dispersed.
What was revealed was the red-eyed and unwilling face of Hu Kai not far away.
"I thought you were just like needlework, but I didn't expect that your level of illusion skills would be so disappointing." Ye Chuxiao stimulated with words again.
"Ahhh! Shut up!" Hu Kai roared and transformed into a ferocious three-headed python.
Each pupil of the giant python reflected a purgatory-like scene.
"It seems to be very vicious, but in fact it is just a fierce appearance and a weak heart. Why come again?" Ye Chuxiao blew a breath at the three-headed giant python that Hu Kai transformed into.
The three giant pythons were still struggling when they encountered the breath blown by Ye Chuxiao.
But it seemed as if he had encountered a natural disaster, and his body disappeared while screaming and struggling.
He opened his mind, revealed his true colors, and shook out the psychic armor.
Ye Chuxiao was originally on the defensive side, but his attack this time was not considered an active attack. He could only be regarded as passively breaking the illusion.
The defenders in the decryption competition did not just stand still and take beatings.
It's just that according to the rules, you can't take the initiative.
In previous decryption competitions, there was no difference between the attacker and the defender. It was just that the two of them competed in spiritual cultivation, attacked each other with illusions and other means, and then defended based on their own abilities.
It's just that many older monks not only have a variety of methods, but also have a strong heart. They often fight against each other for days and nights without stopping. It is too time-consuming, so the distinction between the attacker and the defender is established.
The purpose is to quickly determine the winner in this asymmetric duel.
Of course, there are also restrictions on the attacking side. If the attacking side cannot break through the opponent's defense within half an hour, it will be considered a loss.
Therefore, in the competition, monks who are good at defense may not have an advantage.
Hu Kai's two consecutive strong attacks were easily blocked by Ye Chuxiao.
Instead, Hu Kai himself was easily activated by Ye Chuxiao's psychic armor. The outcome of this battle was determined.
Many monks who were watching the game shifted their gaze and looked away to watch other games.
And Hu Kai himself seemed to have broken a jar, no longer struggling, and surrendered directly.
He disappeared on the spiritual duel stage. In reality, Hu Kai untied the deep-diving device on his body and left the arena in despair.
After Ye Chuxiao took the lead in winning the game, he scored one point.
According to the rules, he can choose to rest for two hours before fighting again, or choose to fight continuously.
If you win in a row, your points will be doubled.
In a tournament, the final comparison is the total points, not a direct elimination system.
Take Hu Kai as an example. Although he lost the first game, if he still wants to continue playing, it is feasible.
However, if you lose three games in a row, you will be forced to leave the field to prevent such useless players from staying on the stage and continuing to give away points.
Ye Chuxiao didn't have any consumption, so he naturally chose to fight again.
A moment later, another opponent appeared on the spiritual duel stage.
Ye Chuxiao only knew his name from the host: "Yu Jing!"
This name could be male or female, and Ye Chuxiao couldn't even tell what it looked like.
Just because at this moment 'she' came out of the fog, covered with a vague veil, and all the beauty and grace of women were vaguely outlined.
In the stands, many gentlemen showed their long-awaited smiles.
The caster of the illusion may be a tough guy, but who cares?
Just like people who play games, how many of them care about their paper figurine wives, who were programmed by bald programmers?
"Are you going to test me with this?" Ye Chuxiao asked with a smile.
He was slightly unlucky and was still on the defensive side in the second round.
Of course, this is exactly what Ye Chuxiao wants.
He originally came here to quickly 'stack armor', but if he were to attack as an attacker, he would have somewhat lost his original intention.
As soon as Ye Chuxiao finished speaking, the 'beauty' whose face was hidden behind the gauze and mist began to dance gracefully.
The light in the entire space also became dim and low.
Everything becomes ambiguous in the hazy and looming state.
The other party knows illusions!
He understands men even more!
A beauty with a 'fixed' body curve and 'fixed' appearance is not perfect.
Because there will always be things you like or dislike.
But as long as the atmosphere and environment become ambiguous, the brain controlled by hormones will automatically complete all the areas that require imagination.
The dance is still going on, but the movements are getting more and more fiery, and the little charm of the eyebrows that is revealed by chance is also particularly charming.
Some people in the audience had already begun to swallow their saliva.
If it is not in public, there is no guarantee that someone will not take the opportunity to do some private work.
Ye Chuxiao didn't want to admit that he was tempted, but the transformed beauty opposite was actually dancing with Thirty Six E wrapped in a thin layer of white gauze. How could he bear it?
The psychic armor appears passively, sending out ripples.
The other side has already begun to decrypt it!
Once the armor is broken, Ye Chuxiao's heart will open up.
The thoughts at that moment will be manifested on this spiritual battle stage.
Things that are covered by the physical body and restricted by morality will be magnified here, and then revealed... and directly socialized to death.
The psychic armor shakes.
At this time, Xiong Maomao suddenly appeared next to Ye Chuxiao and looked at him angrily.
"Amu! You are so perverted!" Xiong Maomao stamped his feet angrily.
After such an interruption, Ye Chuxiao stabilized his mind.
The appearance of Xiong Maomao is a passive effect.
This itself is a spiritual armor formed from the "shared memory" between him and Xiong Maomao.
"Huh!"
"What is this?" The male audience, who were originally just admiring the illusion, showed interest after seeing Xiong Maomao appearing next to Ye Chuxiao.
Ye Chuyu was also watching Ye Chuxiao's game. At this time, he saw Xiong Maomao and murmured: "Is this his hobby? Ha! Brother's hobby is quite special!"
As he said this, he looked at his chest, which had no prospects yet, and showed off his little tiger teeth.
If the attacker's attack is ineffective, he will start again.
This time, it's all full firepower.
It is no longer one person dancing alone, but a group dance.
Not only that, but there is also music to go with it.
The combination of light, dance, and music is even more lethal.
Beside Ye Chuxiao, more Xiong Maomao appeared. They were making various expressions and saying what they had said to Ye Chuxiao before.
Her emotions are written on her face, and her joy and anger revolve around Ye Chuxiao.
As the master of the spiritual armor, Ye Chuxiao only uses it as a shield.
But the audience in the viewing area unconsciously assumed Ye Chuxiao's perspective and exclaimed: "What a cute girl! Who is she? I want to know all her information!"
"Ah...! When I think that such a cute girl has nothing to do with me, I will go crazy. I don't care... I want to call her!"
In this world where everyone has hobbies and is crazy about them, some people's emotions cannot be treated with common sense.
At this time, Ye Chuxiao, who was working hard to fight against the invasion of illusions and the opponent's decrypted armor, did not notice at all that all the Xiong Maomao became "a little bit" real.
This is a rather difficult tug-of-war.
Yu Jing's attack was fierce.
'She' will always find another way to attack after one or two attempts don't work.
The temptation of those beautiful women is just an appearance. In fact, 'she' is very skilled in testing and dismantling the psychic armor, and she looks like an expert at first sight.
If it weren't for Ye Chuxiao's extraordinary talent, the 'hobby' he acquired after coming to this world could actually form a very complete linkage effect with the method of spiritual encryption, and his spiritual protection would have been broken long ago.
When the referee rang the bell, Yu Jing's attack failed.
Ye Chuxiao scored two more points.
He can choose to continue fighting again, or rest for two hours before entering the arena.
This time Ye Chuxiao didn't force it anymore.
Facing Yu Jing's attack, he indeed spent a lot of energy.
After exiting the spiritual battle stage, Ye Chuxiao sat in his original position, calming his mind, adjusting his breathing, and calming his mind.
Every time you are attacked by the soul, it is an effective and powerful forging for the soul armor.
Ye Chuxiao realized many shortcomings and made improvements during this period.
Two hours later, Ye Chuxiao stepped onto the field again.
This time he was the attacker.
Ye Chuxiao did not use a "beauty trap", but simulated the weather of the heavenly palace and the magnificent scene of the gathering of immortals.
And the adversary is on the way to immortality. He first looks at him for a long time, like the immortality of the sun and the moon, dazzling him, and then transforms into a judicial god to judge his sins while practicing in the mortal world and break his defenses.
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Seeing his opponent, whose psychic armor was broken at this moment, standing on the stage, directly broadcasting the footage of him peeping at a widow taking a bath when he was a child, and stealing other people's wives a few days ago, Ye Chuxiao secretly made up his mind that he would never lose...
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At the critical moment, even if you use Daoyun to escape, you cannot die on the spot.
After being on the offensive side twice in a row and winning both times, Ye Chuxiao was on the defensive side again.
It's just that the opponent's methods were ordinary, and Ye Chuxiao easily defended it, without allowing the psychic armor to evolve any further.
In this way, Ye Chuxiao competed in this decryption competition for two days, and experienced more than twenty fast and slow competitions.
Several times, he was knocked out of the mental shield, but Xiong Maomao appeared beside him full of energy, constantly cheering him on.
Every time Xiong Maomao is "beat out", there will be a wave of chaos on the field.
I don’t know when, but Xiong Maomao also had a group of people surrounding him.
They even held up Xiong Maomao's humanoid cards and portraits to cheer for Ye Chuxiao's opponents during Ye Chuxiao's competition.
The purpose is to let Ye Chuxiao expose Xiong Maomao and make them block the 'idol'.
At this time, Ye Chuxiao finally discovered that Xiong Maomao had 'grown' unknowingly.
On the surface, this growth is that Xiong Maomao, Ye Chuxiao's fictional friend, is becoming real, but the core is that the spiritual armor cast based on Xiong Maomao is becoming solid and stable.
And this solidity and stability are not directly related to Ye Chuxiao's own progress.
"It's the Demon Heart Kung Fu!"
"Perhaps it's because of the enhancement of the deep-diving device that I unconsciously used the magic heart technique on the field."
"And the effects of this Demon Heart Skill are not reflected in me. Instead, they all move closer to Xiong Maomao."
"That is to say, Xiong Maomao will take my place and bear the advantages and disadvantages of the Demon Heart Kung Fu."
"But if that's the case, it's actually equivalent to encrypting the mind, leaving a big flaw."
"Popularity is like soap bubbles, which will disappear as soon as the wind blows. Those who are obsessed with the virtual idol Xiong Maomao at the moment may forget her in a short time. And forgetting is only the best ending, and the most fearful thing is
Turn around and step on it." Ye Chuxiao frowned.
Then Ye Chuxiao left the field and stopped this competition.
He's not here for the championship, so it doesn't mean much to him.
Ye Chuxiao always kept his original intention in mind.
In the next few days, Ye Chuxiao spent time in the library, looking for the exit.
Xiong Maomao has already been bound to the ‘Demon Heart Skill’. To abolish the Demon Heart Skill at this time is to waste all the previous efforts.
Ye Chuxiao only has less than a month left.
After spending four days in the library, Ye Chuxiao finally thought of a way.
Closing the book, Ye Chuxiao began to meditate with his eyes closed.
"Multiple layers of psychic armor can offset the difficulties I'm encountering now."
"When the first layer of armor is broken, all its remaining energy will automatically collapse to the second layer for reinforcement."
"So it doesn't matter if I endure the backlash, as long as I stack up enough armor, I can evenly distribute the damage over and over again."
"I can't have only one Xiong Maomao!"
Ye Chuxiao suddenly opened his eyes.
Then he looked to the side into nothingness.
Ye Chuyu, who had been accompanying Ye Chuxiao, was still dozing off. At this time, he felt Ye Chuxiao's movement and opened his big eyes in confusion.
"What's wrong?" Ye Chuyu asked.
Then he discovered that Ye Chuxiao was staring into space, and curled his lips: "Are you communicating with your fictional little lover again?"
Ye Chuyu was either jealous or felt that it was inappropriate for his eldest brother to be in love with a ball of air like this.
Probably... those parents who are worried about their children and obsessed with virtual game characters feel the same way.
"No! I have a new friend!"
"Come! Say hello to him! His name is... Clown!" Ye Chuxiao turned his head and smiled at Ye Chuyu, but this smile seemed a little weird.
At this time, Ye Chuxiao truly grasped the special 'hobbies' that appeared after coming to this world.
His hobby is 'making up friends', not 'obsessing with bears'.
Xiong Maomao was just a product of his unconsciousness after he first came to this world, not the only product.
Knowing this, Ye Chuxiao can naturally fabricate new characters.
Of course, it's just a complete fabrication, which is a bit laborious.
So Ye Chuxiao drew on some fictional characters who had deep memories in his previous lives.
In order to pursue the compatibility with the 'Demon Heart Skill', Ye Chuxiao fabricated a second 'friend' after the initial Xiong Maomao.
It's the clown!
"Clown?" Ye Chuyu looked at a ball of air, a little confused.
She is not Ye Chuxiao, and Ye Chuxiao is not in the arena at this time, and has not yet transformed the clown into a spiritual armor, so naturally she cannot see anything.
From Ye Chuxiao's perspective, a clown with dark green curly hair, white powder on his face, big bright red lips, and a red suit was sitting on a chair nearby, folding his hands as if
Looking down at Ye Chuxiao.
"Your heart is full of fear, my friend!" the clown said to Ye Chuxiao.
"You're afraid of death!" the clown continued.
Then he adjusted his sitting posture: "Don't be afraid of it! It is the most wonderful gift."
"It will make you sober and wise, embrace it."
Ye Chuxiao looked at the clown and was sure that he was just his inner 'impression' of the clown, a concrete personality formed by him.
He is not a part of Ye Chuxiao, he can only be regarded as the 'activation' of certain marks in Ye Chuxiao's memory.
Just like Xiong Maomao, it can actually only be regarded as an 'activation' of Ye Chuxiao's certain preferences at certain times.
They are born according to the rules of heaven and earth, which is Ye Chuxiao's unique 'hobby'.
And a unique hobby, in this world, can also be regarded as a... talent.
"You're right! I think we should probably spend some time alone together!" Looking at the clown, Ye Chuxiao said to him.
The clown smiled and then opened his arms to Ye Chuxiao: "Look! This is very good. Don't be serious, my friend. If you can ignore death, then there is nothing worth giving up your smile."
"Life is just an absurd drama, and we'd better think of ourselves as clowns."
"That way we will at least laugh louder than others."
It’s still the same process I used to get along with Xiong Maomao.
The contact between Ye Chuxiao and the clown became more 'smooth'.
This 'character' that had long been a fixed impression in Ye Chuxiao's mind, as his new imaginary friend, turned into a spiritual shield at an astonishing speed.
When the clown transformed into a new shield, Ye Chuxiao stepped onto the field again.
At this time, the twelfth round of competition has not yet ended.
Although Ye Chuxiao did not come to compete for several days, his points did not fall to the bottom and he was eliminated.
It's just that compared to being at the front, now he is already swaying at the bottom.
Maybe in one or two days of competition, he will be eliminated due to the last-place elimination system.
Ye Chuxiao, who once again stepped onto the court, also welcomed a large number of Xiong Maomao’s ‘fans’.
Nearly a week has passed, and Xiong Maomao’s fans have increased instead of decreasing.
They chanted a unified slogan, and asked Ye Chuxiao to hand over Xiong Maomao, and not to refuse to participate for personal reasons, and refused to 'release' Xiong Maomao.
Halfway through the race.
Those who pretend to be fake have basically been eliminated.
Those who are still on the field are all good players.
Ye Chuxiao was on the offensive side in the first game, and his opponent's defense was very rigorous.
The mind shield is composed entirely of a bunch of garbled numbers, rather than a barrier formed by fixed memories in the conventional sense.
This shows that the other party has completely memorized a large number of garbled numbers and used these numbers to block his true thoughts.
This approach is simple and crude, but surprisingly effective.
Precisely because of the lack of inference logic, it is impossible to quickly break through the defense, and can only use time to grind it, or use violence to erode it.
Ye Chuxiao conducted many attacks, but failed to break down the opponent's defense, and the attack failed.
One attack failed and we were already on the verge of being eliminated.
Then began the second round of competition after returning to the court.
This time, Ye Chuxiao played as the defender.
Opposite as his opponent is the star player Si Dada.
From the looks of it, Starda is a legitimate lolita. She has a cute appearance, a short stature, and a very touching development. She does not have the usual setting of a childlike giant.
With a pair of ponytails and a school uniform, Starda jumped onto the stage.
Her appearance brought a higher level of Chao on the field.
An old fan who was over fifty years old was even moved to tears in the audience.
"Starda! Xiong Maomao! My two goddesses will finally be in the same frame!"
"I must record this game! Then I will treasure it as a lifelong memory!"
Many people who also love chasing stars have made the same decision as this middle-aged monk.
At this time, a large number of magical instruments that record images are aimed at the spiritual battle stage, which belongs to the arena between Ye Chuxiao and Si Dada.
"Are you Song Jiamu? I heard that your psychic armor is very special and you are a lovely girl."
"Why would you use a cute girl as a psychic armor?"
"Is it because there is a cute little girl living in your heart?"
"I understand! I understand! Although you have the body of a man, you have the heart of a girl. This body of skin has restricted you."
"Don't feel inferior! Don't give up! The current level of cultivation is very advanced, and there are many good transformation methods. You can bravely try them all!" Si Dada playfully made an encouraging expression towards Ye Chuxiao.
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I have to say! She is very good at breaking people's defenses.
Even though Ye Chuxiao was very strong in his heart, he was left speechless by her words.
"Maybe! But even a virtual girl is taller than you...in every sense." Ye Chuxiao responded lightly.
Starda has experienced many battles and has endured many ridicules based on his height and body shape without any panic.
"Ah! You can't hold on anymore?"
"Is it the center of things?"
"Then I'll show you something nice!" Starda said, waving his hand and the scene transformed.
She actually transformed into Xiong Maomao, and imitated Xiong Maomao's temperament, image, speech and behavior almost one to one.
But Xiong Maomao in the illusion was actually in love with a strange... man whose face could not be seen clearly, but who had yellow hair.
Even though there was no real intimate interaction between them, the sour smell of love emanating from the atmosphere was already quite dazzling.
I don’t know whether Ye Chuxiao broke through the defense or not.
In the audience, many fans of Xiong Maomao broke through.
They started shouting and asking painful questions.
Even Ye Chuxiao's first layer of spiritual armor began to fluctuate violently.
The negative effects brought about by the Fusion of Demonic Heart Technique have already shown their edge at this moment.
Ye Chuxiao suppressed the waves and allowed the second layer of spiritual armor to fluctuate.
Amid the turmoil, the clown revealed his image on the spiritual viewing platform.
Fans of Xiong Maomao, who had been waiting for a long time, saw that the person who appeared was not their idol, and they all shouted for refunds.
Naturally, Ye Chuxiao could not hear these words.
"A child! Innocent, kind, immature and... sentimental." The clown looked in Starda's direction, as if he was talking to Starda, but it didn't quite look like it.
It's more like he's facing everyone, all the audiences.
At this moment, this is his stage.
"This is your prejudice. I have met many children. They are all good boys, cold-blooded, cruel, cunning, full of simple chaos and violence. I like them and even want to be their godfather! If one day
, they stabbed my chest with a knife, I mean...if they can do it, then I will definitely be very happy." The clown stood aside and said to Ye Chuxiao and the audience.
Such a speech full of evil and chaos immediately attracted the attention of quite a few people.
The appearance of the clown seems to break the sweet love atmosphere created by Starda.
Compared with the evil and chaos of the clown, the sour love plot that is still unfolding on the other side seems so pale and simple.
Starda let go of the illusion and revealed his body again.
"Is this your new shield?"
"An evil personality?"
"Or is this also a side of you?"
"It's so ugly!" Starda used words to attack and also use words to test.
She wanted to test Ye Chuxiao's omissions first, and then pry open the flaws.
Using illusions to show off your face from the very beginning can certainly give you an early start, but it also loses the opportunity to directly target the real flaw.
Whether it is creating monsters to intimidate, or creating beauties to seduce, these are all "general" methods that lose their pertinence. No matter how powerful the effect is, there is an upper limit.
Looking at the expressionless Ye Chuxiao, the clown said to him: "My mother told me to keep smiling at people, even if they are a bastard, a scum, a maggot who deserves to go to hell. But what does it matter?"
"If you smile, life won't be worse."
After saying that, he turned to Starda, bowed slightly, and behaved in a very gentlemanly manner: "I'm sorry, beautiful lady, I used some inappropriate words to describe you, but please don't get me wrong, I didn't mean it.
Do this."
He paused for a moment and then said: "It's just... I want to use some simple words to make everyone feel happy."
Stardar is obviously not happy.
Anyone who is described as a bastard, a scumbag, or a maggot who deserves to go to hell will not be very happy.
However, the clown's attitude is so sincere.
And it was this sincerity that stung Starda, causing her to have self-doubt in an instant.
In the audience, enthusiastic fans who were dissatisfied with Xiong Maomao's absence were still making noise.
But some people, looking at the clown with strange charm, suddenly turned red, as if they had found a lifelong belief.
This feeling... this feeling of elegance and evil charm is... it's really great!
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