Resurrection of spirit energy: I really don't want to be prodigal!

No one thought that Lu Xingchen would survive the dancer's sharp knife.

Not only that, but she was also injured a little because of her carelessness.

It's just that now, Lu Xingchen's only means of saving his life has been completely exhausted in this fight.

The rest is left at the mercy of others.

At this time, Song Ce's mentality changed drastically in the audience.

From apprehension to nervousness to overwhelming worry.

And now, there is only a moment of frustration.

It's hard to survive even now!
He could see through Lu Xingchen's weakness at a glance. Facing such a powerful opponent, it was rare for him to be able to do this.

Just when Song Ce was hesitating whether to make a move, a few people suddenly crowded around him.

Those people, chanting the same slogans as the other guests, came for themselves.

"Kill him, kill him!"

Now, the audience in the audience seemed to be going crazy, shouting, asking the dancers to do it immediately.

On the stage, the two of them were already completely approaching.

The distance between the two is no more than the length of a knife.

As long as the dancer makes a move, Lu Xingchen may be decapitated at any time.

So unwilling!

Lu Xingchen looked at the dancer who was getting closer and closer, feeling ashamed.

Do you really want to die here?

Faced with such a dangerous and impending death situation, Lu Xingchen's mind was active, and he thought of various consequences and countermeasures for a while.

Unfortunately, he rejected them all.

Seeing the scimitar in front of him, less than a foot away from him, he suddenly felt a movement in his heart.

I still have a hole card, which I haven't played yet!

At this moment, Lu Xingchen's mind was in a hurry, his brain turned quickly, and he thought of a countermeasure in an instant.

When the scimitar was less than an inch away from his neck, Lu Xingchen's whole body tensed up suddenly, and at the same time, he tried his best to force the spiritual energy in his body to flow to his heart and brain.

But in an instant, an invisible tentacle of spiritual energy touched the dancer's body.

The other party was only slightly taken aback, and then Lu Xingchen activated the telekinetic technique.

This technique was used once when he was on the plane, but if the technique is released by itself, it will consume a lot of energy.

Unless it was a last resort, he definitely didn't want to use this trick.

But now, he has no choice!
Since the other party had no defense against him, the dancer didn't react the first time the spell was activated, and was directly invaded by his aura.

After a few breaths, Lu Xingchen could feel that he seemed to have touched the other party's spiritual world.

He frowned tightly, and looked around at the same time.

It felt like he had touched a pale, cold world.

In the dancer's spiritual world, it is like a world of ice and snow independent of the world.

Among them, he searched aimlessly, and after a long time, he saw that in the world filled with wind and snow, there was a frozen statue, and in the statue, there was a woman bound in it.

And she is the dancer in front of her eyes!
These are all just illusions produced by Lu Xingchen's technique, but in fact, the moment he used the telekinetic technique, the dancer's knife also slashed on him with incomparable precision.

However, after being invaded by him in the spiritual world, her accuracy was completely lost.

This knife was only cut on his shoulder, but even so, the tearing pain caused by the knife wound almost made Lu Xingchen faint, and almost made him retreat from the state of telekinetic power.

The audience in the audience couldn't help roaring when they saw this scene.

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Why do you eat, this knife can be crooked?"

"Did you release the water on purpose? Why are you still standing there!"

People only saw that the dancer slashed at his shoulder, and after that, the whole person froze in place, motionless.

As for Lu Xingchen, his eyes were closed and his brows were furrowed. At the same time, there were bursts of faint spiritual light on his body.

Song Ce was not too far away from the two of them. He was surprised to find that the momentum on the stage had changed, and now it became much weirder.

"That technique is... telekinetic technique? How could he master that kind of technique?"

He was startled for a moment, so he continued to stare.

But at this time, after invading the dancer's spiritual world, Lu Xingchen didn't dare to delay, and forcibly broke through the wind and snow, and came in front of the frozen statue.

Looking at the snow-covered statue in front of him, he raised his fist, then pumped up his momentum, and punched out hard.

As his fist landed on the statue, he felt that the other party's spiritual world was shaking for a while, and then, it couldn't help shaking.

The sky was turned upside down, and the wind and snow stopped suddenly.

At the same time, the dancer herself shuddered all over, and the palm holding the scimitar couldn't help trembling.

On the stage, Lu Xingchen slowly opened his eyes and looked in front of him. He stretched out his right hand vigorously. The blood-stained palm was already bright red. He looked at the dazed dancer in front of him. Before it dissipated completely, he stood up suddenly.

After that, his two fingers were placed between the dancer's eyebrows with incomparable precision.

Because the veil was broken, half of her face was exposed, waiting for Lu Xingchen's finger to fall.

Two bright red dots, eye-catching marks, were printed on the center of the dancer's eyebrows.

The blood, at first glance, looked like two petals of a flower, branded on her forehead.

Then, Lu Xingchen turned around, lost his strength, and fell to the ground.

As for the dancer, she retreated back again and again, and the scarlet eyes did not have the previous awe-inspiring killing intent, but became much more confused.

The two were in a stalemate like this, the dancer didn't make any more moves, while Lu Xingchen sat on the ground and picked up the scimitar she had left behind.

He leaned on the scimitar, supported his body, and stood up.

Then he approached her step by step, and when he was in front of her, he raised the knife in his hand and slashed it down.

Jingle!

After a crisp sound, the blades collided together and made a soft sound.

Although the dancer was confused, her natural instinct still made her raise her hand to block the blow.

The weapons of the two collided, and Lu Xingchen didn't have much strength on his body. After being blocked, he didn't have much energy left to fight back again. The dancer, at this time, had gradually regained consciousness from her confusion. Become cold again.

She turned around a little, and shot instantly, this move was a killer move, the fiery red scimitar in her hand came straight for his chest.

But at this moment, the referee who was still in the audience hurriedly made a sound and waved the small flag in his hand at the same time.

"Fifty strokes have arrived, congratulations to this guest, you have won!"

The sudden change made all the people present startled.

No one thought that at such a critical moment, the number of fighting moves between the two had already reached fifty.

Following the referee's voice, the dancer's scimitar finally landed on Lu Xingchen's chest.

At this time, it was only an inch away from him being pierced through the chest.

"Congratulations to this guest, who won our Blackwater Square, defeated the dancer, and won a bonus of 50 billion!"