Yun Luo investigated cautiously and suddenly frowned.
There's something weird on this ship!
Her mental power could not be extended, and there was a thick and heavy stagnation in all directions, as if she was trapped in a swamp.
"Sister Yun, what's wrong with you?" Tantai Yao, who was standing next to her, saw that Yun Luo's face looked strange and asked her in a low voice.
Yun Luo whispered his feelings.
"No way?" Tantai Yao and Nangong Jin immediately tried it, and their expressions were ugly.
"It's really impossible to detect!"
"Me too, I can't feel other people's aura and strength at all."
"What's going on?"
The two people couldn't help but become surprised and suspicious.
Being unable to explore your surroundings is no small thing!
This means that they have no ability to prevent danger. Even if someone hides behind them with a knife and attacks them, they may not be able to detect it.
Warriors have a very keen sense of danger, relying not only on their eyes, but also on their five senses, and even on instinctive warning and intuition.
The so-called intuitive instinct is actually the manifestation of powerful mental power.
He can predict misfortune and have an almost subconscious response to danger.
But now, on this ship, their ability to react is gone.
It's like being blocked by something.
Even Yun Luo's mental power doesn't work!
"Be careful, be vigilant, and don't get close to anyone easily." Yun Luo reminded in a low voice, pulling them back to a hidden corner of the deck, and quickly glanced at the others.
"You see, it's not just us, other people also feel it."
Nangong Jin and Tantai Yao immediately looked over, and sure enough, the atmosphere on the deck had become very strange.
Originally, many people stood together in groups, chatting, discussing, and whispering excitedly.
But now, everyone fell silent in unison, with expressions of surprise and uncertainty on their faces, and looked around warily. Some people, like them, quietly retreated and hid themselves in safe corners.
"What's going on..."
"...something weird."
"Shh, keep your voice down, be quiet..."
Low whispers came and soon became quiet again.
Yun Luo glanced around and quickly found a familiar face in the crowd.
In the corner closest to the wooden platform in front, there are more than a dozen people standing together, obviously in a group.
They were all wearing uniform clothes, with the Alchemist Association's symbolic pattern embroidered on their skirts. Almost all of them were young, the oldest was no more than twenty-five years old, and the youngest looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. There were more or less lingering auras about them.
Distinct medicinal aroma.
These people should be the members of the Alchemist Association who were pushed in through the back door.
All of them are elegant, handsome and proud.
Just looking at his appearance, he is completely different from ordinary warriors, and he feels vaguely out of place.
Other warriors naturally saw this group of people and couldn't help but be a little suspicious: "Who are these guys?"
"Is he also a warrior who has obtained a quota? Why doesn't it look like that?"
"I haven't seen them before during the competition..."
A group of alchemists looked indifferent and turned a deaf ear to everyone's comments, pretending not to hear them at all.
I don’t know whether I ignored it or was warned in advance.
Among this group of people, Yun Luo saw Jun Yaoshi at a glance. He was standing in the center of everyone, with a baby face, an icy temperament, and seemed to have an extraordinary status.