Enter the Immortal Cultivation

In the ancient times of cultivation, martial arts boxing was praised as the embodiment of the spirit and faith of seekers, an extremely powerful means of combat, and a great magical power to turn the virtual into the real.

But in fact, this is just a special suggestion technique plus a mind-based spell, nothing more.

Think about it. Although from the principle of the Misty Cloud Sword, there is suspected observer effect in this universe, but there is still no evidence that the observer effect is the correct interpretation of wave function collapse, and this universe may not be a participatory universe with a strong observer effect. How could there be a nonsense phenomenon of "this can be materialized as long as it is recognized"?

The actual principle of martial arts boxing is to impose suggestions on both the enemy and the enemy at the same time, so that both sides believe that "the caster is very strong". In addition, the mind power connects the spiritual energy to wash the opponent's body to cause physical oppression. Those who are proficient in this way can also share the most impressive and vivid parts of their memories to create an illusion that best suits their psychological condition.

And all spells related to souls and thoughts are based on the soul. "Thoughts" determine "emotions", and "emotions" can disturb the spiritual force field that constitutes the soul. The inherent magic power of Yangshen Pavilion is unique and closer to the soul than ordinary magic power. It is a piece of cake for them to simulate and control the soul. Compared with real illusions, martial arts fist intention can only be regarded as a conventional means of attack.

Wang Qi speculated on Chen Feng's means in his mind, and then quickly came up with a countermeasure.

The so-called martial arts fist intention is actually useless. Suggestion itself is a very primitive spell, not to mention that this kind of thing is equivalent to spontaneous formation. It can be easily resisted by adding willpower.

Seeing Wang Qi's expression, Chen Feng probably guessed his thoughts. He smiled and said, "If you use this martial arts fist intention, others may be able to withstand it with willpower, but I am the caster of this move."

Chen Feng moved again. He waved his right fist and ran towards Wang Qi quickly. Chen Feng's fist speed was not very fast, and there was not much mana in his fist. According to Wang Qi's calculations, this blow should be very light and it would not even hurt if it hit the body. But for some reason, he felt that if he didn't dodge this blow, he would die!

For the first time, there was such a big difference between calculation and instinct!

In Wang Qi's eyes, Chen Feng's punch covered the sky and the sun. Under the infinite power, it was accompanied by the invincible and evil spirit on the battlefield. It was simply unstoppable!

"Damn..." Even if he closed his eyes, Wang Qi still felt that the terrifying punch was about to hit him. He used the Wanfamen Mentality to get rid of the emotional infection, and then retreated three steps to the left. When he opened his eyes again, Chen Feng's fist stopped an inch in front of his nose.

"That's it." Chen Feng retracted his fist and explained: "There are two kinds of brilliant illusions. One is that you can't tell it's fake even if you die, and the other is that even if you know it's fake, you will still be killed by it."

Wang Qi's breath was slightly disordered, and he felt like he couldn't breathe. But he still forced a smile: "But I still dodged it."

"Well, after all, you are a disciple of Wanfa Sect." Chen Feng said with an "I knew it" look: "Disciples of Wanfa and Piaomiao Sect no longer trust their own intuitive feelings, but believe more in mathematical cognition. Although your momentum was taken away by my magic, you still dodged my fist according to the calculation result."

Wang Qi thought for a moment, and then his momentum rose rapidly: "What about this?"

The so-called momentum is the spiritual pressure phenomenon caused by the potential difference between the high-spiritual area and the low-spiritual area. Like voltage, spiritual pressure can also be increased by special techniques-for the disciples of Wanfa Sect, substituting exponential functions into the mind method is the simplest method.

When creatures with sensitive spiritual perception feel the momentum of high-spiritual objects or strong people, they will have feelings such as "fear" in their hearts. In addition, this "momentum" also has the function of blowing away the pressure of fist intention, which is a kind of defense.

Chen Feng shook his head: "Don't fight with others in the field where others are good at."

He rolled up his wide robe and his eyes widened. In an instant, Wang Qi suddenly felt strange, as if he saw a surge of momentum from Chen Feng, as tall and majestic as a mountain, reaching the clouds. Compared with his momentum, his momentum was like a firefly to the bright moon, small and humble.

It's not an illusion, but better than an illusion.

Chen Feng's magic power is only at the foundation-building stage... It can't be a hundred times that of mine...

Wang Qi sweated like a pulp, and his mouth was dry for a while. He knew it was an illusion, but he still couldn't think of fighting back.

At this moment, Chen Feng's aura changed again, looking down on the world, roaring in all directions, and his fists and feet also brought a hint of wild temperament, like a lion, a tiger, a wolf, and a soaring eagle, as if every punch and kick could smash a giant elephant, and the whistling fist wind faintly showed a cruel and primitive momentum of predation from all directions.

Wang Qi thought that the opponent wanted to use a martial art that was open and unstoppable, so he raised his arms to resist. Unexpectedly, Chen Feng's fists passed his arms like butterflies flying through flowers, and directly attacked his chest and face. Wang Qi was hit several times and retreated repeatedly. He waved his arms according to previous experience, but with little effect. Because of the illusion, his arms instinctively avoided confronting Chen Feng's fists head-on, and his hands could not exert any strength.

The funny thing is that he knew that Chen Feng was using a close-range short-handed free-hand kung fu, which should be easy for him to break, but his well-thought-out techniques kept making mistakes because of his arms' instinctive avoidance.

Chen Feng still had the strength to shake his head: "You really lack experience in fighting against enemies. Don't think about breaking my momentum, think about what you can do!"

Before Chen Feng finished speaking, Wang Qi retreated wildly. Chen Feng followed closely, not letting Wang Qi leave the attack range. He was already a little impatient. There was no problem in sparring with Wang Qi and giving him some pointers, but beating up a kid like this was really boring and a waste of time.

After all, Wang Qi's comprehension was not infinite. This experience should be enough for him to absorb for a while. It would be a waste of time to continue fighting...

Thinking like this, Chen Feng changed his Qi for the third time. He chopped down with his hand knife, and with the knife intention of "going up to the sky and into the earth, cutting everything, killing everything", he wanted to end the sparring with this blow.

At this moment, Wang Qi raised his arm and slapped Chen Feng's hand knife from the side with a simple horizontal punch.

One punch, one level.

The pure punching force made Chen Feng's arm bones ache. He looked at Wang Qi with some surprise, not understanding why the other party suddenly had the power to fight back.

"Because of fear, each move can only exert about 60% of the power. If you want to exert more force, the muscles will automatically retract... Retreating is inevitable. On average, you have to retreat one foot for every three punches..." Wang Qi narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself: "Parameter collection is complete."

Since retreating is inevitable, then "retreating" and "wavering" are also included in the calculation!

Chen Feng's eyes lit up and he whispered: "Interesting."