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Ivan was interrupted by him, raised his head a little irritably, and looked at the short figure standing in front of the revolving door.

It was a 15-year-old boy with a handsome appearance, except for some freckles on his face.With a head of wild red hair, dark green pupils look piercing, and a Band-Aid is pasted horizontally on the nose, giving people a feeling of energy.It's just that the style of clothing is a little different from that of the mixed martial arts club. The standard dress of the mixed martial arts club is a red turban, a black elastic vest and camouflage pants, while the opponent is Dabai, who is wearing a red turban, a white elastic vest and camouflage pants.

Taking a cursory glance at the other person, Yiwen only felt that this person looked familiar and impressed him, but he couldn't remember who he was in detail—since he couldn't remember it, it proved that the other person was an insignificant character, just ignore it.

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"This time I must take revenge!"

Pasha's eyes were filled with fiery brilliance, as he watched the figure climbing up the stairs, he recalled the bitter battle a few months ago in his mind, and couldn't help clenching his fists wrapped in white bandages—it was this abominable Guy, not only humiliated his uniform and height in public, but also made himself ashamed in front of Minister Pasha!

"You don't know how hard training I have been through during this time. In order to hit you, an arrogant guy, I only rest for ten hours a day, and the rest of the time is spent desperately honing my mind power!"

As he spoke, his expression became more and more painful, and he gradually showed an expression of unbearable looking back.He suddenly stretched out his index finger, pointed at Ivan condescendingly, and announced loudly in a passionate tone:

"This time, I must defeat you and wash away the previous shame!"

On the other side of his finger, after hearing the red-haired boy's generous declaration, Ivan raised his head in a daze, staring at the other person's figure, but there were a series of question marks in his mind - who is this guy?Are you talking to me?do i know him

Some look familiar, as if they have met once.

But judging from the clothes, it seems that he is not a member of the club.

It looks very stupid, and the sense of existence is so low, let's pretend that he doesn't exist.

Thinking of this, Ivan regarded the other party as a cloud of air, passed by him without squinting, pushed open the revolving door and walked into the lobby of the club.

"No, ignore!?"

After watching the other party ignore his declaration of revenge and pass by him defiantly, Pasha stood there with blank eyes, pointed his index finger stiffly at the stairs, and his mentality collapsed.

"How dare you ignore me!"

He gritted his teeth subconsciously, and his originally fair face suddenly flushed red like dripping blood.His thoughts suddenly returned to the square a few months ago, and his mind was full of mocking scenes after the opponent defeated him.

"He's humiliating me on purpose! Makes me feel like I'll always be that loser! Unforgivable!"

The more Pasha thought about it, the angrier he became. His forehead was sweating profusely because of the anger, and it almost turned into a boiling kettle.Immediately afterwards, he seemed to have made up his mind, turned around suddenly, and chased after Ivan's figure.

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Due to the early time, there was no one in the club at this time. Ivan walked through the indoor training field full of training equipment and walked quickly to Karenz's office.As soon as he stepped into the light equipment area, the red-haired boy from before shouted loudly:

"Wait a moment!"

"Stop for me!"

"That black-haired guy, stop for me!"

He turned around in a daze, looked at the red-haired boy who was running over quickly, and asked impatiently:

"I'm very busy now, if there is anything else, can we talk about it later?"

"no!"

Seeing his attitude of not taking himself seriously at all, Pasha was so angry that he almost exploded on the spot.Bowed and low back spread his legs apart, stomped his feet fiercely, pointed at the other person's nose and shouted angrily:

"You must duel with me now!"

"duel!?"

After hearing the words, Yiwen looked him up and down, and after confirming that this guy was just a 'rookie' with a second-level mental power, his eyes showed a bit of surprise: "You can't beat me, if you don't want to get hurt, you should go back and train hard for a few more years Bar."

"You are so arrogant and disgusting!" Pasha gritted his teeth in anger.

"I remember!"

Seeing the angry face of the other party, Ivan suddenly felt very familiar. After thinking deeply, he finally recalled the battle a few months ago:

"You are the Pasha of the Psychic Club!"

"You actually pretended not to know me on purpose... Doing so will only make your defeat even more miserable!" The red-haired boy panted furiously, staring at him with red eyes, like an enraged bull.

"It seems that if you don't give you an absolute defeat, you won't be convinced."

Ivan sighed and shook his head, a golden flame suddenly lit up in his pupils, and the next moment, the fiery flame turned into countless fragments and exploded one after another.A mental shock that could be detected by the naked eye immediately pierced through, piercing Pasha's brain through the air.

Om-!

The speed of mental power radiation was extremely fast, and the distance between the two was extremely close, leaving no time or space for the red-haired boy to dodge.This mental shock pierced straight into Pasha's thinking world before he could react.

"..."

Pasha was stunned, and the moment his eyes met Ivan's, he vaguely felt that the eyes staring at him did not belong to human beings at all, and did not even belong to any life.It seems to be as sharp and majestic as a star, ruthless and regretless, running forever, without any sorrow or joy.

"how so!?"

He lowered his head subconsciously, not daring to look directly into Ivan's eyes. He only felt that there were infinite disasters hidden in those weird pupils, and they would break through the shackles of the pupils at any time and come out to destroy everything.

"No, no, no! This is a mental shock! He wants to defeat me in the realm of mental power!"

Pasha quickly calmed down. The heavy pressure in the spiritual world had formed a chaotic world in front of him. He raised his head and found that he was standing in a world that was rapidly collapsing—floods, hurricanes, earthquakes, and rainstorms all happened in an instant. The fragmented land was submerged, and the atmosphere of destruction was everywhere, as if the entire planet was experiencing a mass extinction.

"Damn it! It's impossible!"

Pasha gritted his teeth and roared angrily.He knew it was an illusion, but in the face of this earth-shattering scene, he couldn't help but sweat all over his body. The sense of reality was so strong that even the pressure of the wind made him breathless.

"Even our minister doesn't have such strong mental power... How could you... How could you!"

The red-haired boy tried his best to open his eyes, wanting to watch the enemy at a close distance, but through the illusion of disaster, he only saw the terrifying pair of black pupils.The moment Pasha saw those pupils, the other party spat out majestic words, enveloping him like an oracle:

"Go back and practice again."

boom--!

The translucent ripples visible to the naked eye fluctuated layer by layer in the air, passing swiftly like violent ripples, directly enveloping Pasha's body like throwing a baseball, throwing him dozens of meters away.

"I said that I have experienced hard training, but in fact I didn't make any progress at all." Ivan glanced at the red-haired boy lying motionless on the floor, shook his head in disappointment, turned around and started walking again, walking towards Kalenz's room office.

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"Cough cough cough..."

Pasha stood up with difficulty, shook his head vigorously, got up crookedly from the floor, lowered his head, his pupils flashed dazzling red in the shadow of his bangs.

Whoosh whoosh--!

He bit his lip, scarlet blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, silently stretched out his left hand, and held his five fingers restrained in front of him.A group of cold and cold white light suddenly gathered in the palm, and it whirled wildly and continued to grow in size, finally forming an ice pick in the shape of a knight's spear.