The first match between the Chang'an City representative team and the Chengdu representative team.
On a stage made of high-strength alloy that attracts the attention of millions of people.
Yang Chumo's eyes were as calm as a deep pool, unfathomable.
There was not a trace of expression on his poker face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.
It was as if he was not the one who suffered a small loss in the first mental confrontation with Wang Xin.
In fact, his mind was racing at the moment, constantly analyzing the advantages and disadvantages of both the enemy and ourselves.
"Although I didn't use all my strength just now, no matter what, I at least used nearly 80% of my mental power."
"Even so, he was defeated on the spot by Wang Xin's mental impact."
"From this point of view, even if I use 100% of my mental power, I will never be his opponent."
"And looking at his calm look just now, how much mental power did he use?"
"Is it 50%, 70%, 90%, or 100%?"
Thinking of this, a slight wave of emotion finally appeared in Yang Chumo's eyes.
He already knew in his heart that the other party's vast mental power was simply not something he could contend with.
Once the opponent explodes with all his strength, the most he can do is grit his teeth and hold on for a while.
In the end, like the opponents Wang Xin encountered in the previous rounds, he would faint and die in the ring under the irresistible mental impact.
This will be his only ending!
"No, this kind of thing must not happen."
"I will never allow myself to bring shame to the Yang family in Rongcheng."
When he thought of this, Yang Chumo's eyes sparkled.
The next second, Yang Chumo, who had a cold face, exuded an aura that seemed to freeze everything around him.
On the arena paved with high-strength alloy, the ice has spread rapidly.
In an instant, solid ice covered the entire arena.
This wasn't the end of it, the ice clung directly to the semicircular defensive shield with a radius of 50 meters.
In the blink of an eye, the competition venue turned into a scene of ice and snow, with white everywhere.
Fortunately, the organizer had the foresight to ask the formation master to set up this defensive shield in advance.
Otherwise, once this cold breath that seems to freeze people's souls spreads, a large number of people in the audience will definitely suffer.
When the ice on the ring had just spread, Wang Xin, seeing an unlucky opportunity, quickly took off and floated in the air more than ten meters away from the ring.
Therefore, he was not greatly affected.
On the contrary, it was Fang Shaojie, the referee, who was affected by Chi Yu.
He doesn't have the ability to fly in the air like Wang Xin.
Besides, he is the referee of this game. Even if he wants to give up the fight, Tang Qianhe will not allow him to do this.
Therefore, even if he was shivering from the cold, Fang Shaojie did not dare to neglect his duties. He had to stick to his post and perform his duties as a referee.
"Do you think I can't do anything to you once you fly in the air?" When he looked up at the sky, Yang Chumo still had a sneer on his lips.
But when his eyes met Wang Xin's silvery eyes, Yang Chumo's pupils shrank slightly.
He realized that Wang Xin might be about to launch an attack.
Yang Chumo knew very well that in situations like his and Wang Xin's, victory or defeat could almost happen in an instant.
After the first round of pure mental confrontation, Wang Xin will definitely go all out this time after finding out his own details, trying to convince himself in one fell swoop.
Yang Chumo actually had the same idea in his heart. It would be a long night and many dreams, so he wanted to make a quick decision.
As soon as he thought of this, Yang Chumo no longer hesitated.
He quickly gathered his mind and secretly used the Huitian Bing Jue Xin method passed down by the Yang family, the secret method of protecting the soul.
In his sea of spiritual consciousness, the power of the soul that was originally illusory gradually solidified, and finally transformed into a piece of crystal clear and unbreakable ice.
Once this secret method is successfully used, his soul's defense power will be greatly increased in a short period of time.
But Yang Chumo would not think that this secret method alone could withstand Wang Xin's mental impact.
He did not place any hope that this secret method would achieve success.
He just hoped that after using this secret method, it would delay him a little longer so that he would have enough time to attack the opponent.
As his mind raced, Yang Chumo's movements on his hands were not slow.
Stretch out your hands and slowly lift them up.
His movements were very gentle and slow.
It's like holding the most precious treasure in the world in your hands.
At the same time, there was a white, icy air exuding biting chills, swirling and dancing between his palms.
These vast white icy airs gathered more and more and were continuously compressed.
The violent energy fluctuations between Yang Chumo's palms, even through the defensive barrier, gave the audience a chilling feeling that made their spines run cold.
They had a premonition in their hearts that when the icy air compressed to the extreme and completely exploded, it would be shocking.
Even the audience at the scene had such a strong premonition, so how could Wang Xin, who was suspended more than ten meters above the ring, remain indifferent?
He would never let Yang Chumo have the opportunity to release the icy air that was constantly being compressed.
Wang Xin's eyes flashed with silver light.
The next second, huge spiritual power surged out, as if it were a substantial mountain, like an extremely heavy mountain.
Hit it on the head.
Target, Yang Chumo.
"boom!"
In an instant, under the heavy pressure that seemed to be substantial, Yang Chumo's whole body sank. His waist was not straight, and even his knees were almost bent.
In Yang Chumo's spiritual consciousness, after running the secret method, the crystal clear and unbreakable ice formed by the power of the soul immediately cracked.
After the pale-faced Yang Chumo groaned, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.
"Fortunately, I persevered and helped me win this little chance to breathe."
"I just took a mental blast from you, now it's my turn."
Thinking like this, Yang Chumo, who originally raised his hands in vain, gritted his teeth. Before Wang Xin's subsequent mental impact came, even if he raised his hands in vain, the mass had already been compressed to the extreme by him.
The icy air was thrown into the air.
He shot towards Wang Xin who was suspended in the sky more than ten meters away from the ring.
Wang Xin naturally would not sit still and wait for death, and the silver light in his eyes skyrocketed.
In an instant, the spiritual power, which seemed to be substantial, was like a huge overwhelming wave, intercepting the icy air in mid-air in advance.
Seeing this, a bright light flashed in Yang Chumo's eyes.
He looked up at the sky coldly and said in a cold voice: "Blow it up!"