Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

"You don't think this illusion is so easy to cast, do you?"

"Do you know why you were recruited so easily?"

"Brother Dao, you are too powerful?" Ma Hongjun said casually.

Dao Feng glanced at him appreciatively: "Although part of the reason is this."

Both Ning Rongrong and Ma Hongjun's mouths twitched, you are so impolite!

But then he shook his head: "But it's not enough, my current mental strength is not absolutely crushing for you.

There is another important factor for being able to see you confused by actively constructing illusions in such a short period of time—"

"You are not wary of me."

"This is the basic reason why I was able to successfully show you that mental power can be eaten just now."

Daofeng looked at the three people with a faint smile.

"Well, you dead blade! You actually took advantage of our trust!" Ning Rongrong exploded on the spot.

"Wow! Brother Dao, isn't this outrageous?!" Ma Hongjun saw Ning Rongrong get up angrily and point to the blade, and stood up following the principle of strength in numbers.

"Huh?" Dao Feng looked at him and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, Brother Dao is brilliant and powerful, and I, Ma Hongjun, admire him deeply!"

A fat man immediately sat down and sang praises to someone.

"Promise!" Ning Rongrong stared at this worthless cowardly fat man with hatred.

"Blade, if you don't give an explanation that satisfies Miss Ben, I'll—"

"He Xiaowu, and Zhuqing beat you up!"

Looking at Ning Rongrong who was threatening his own safety with his arms crossed, Dao Feng stood up with a smile and came behind her.

Ning Rongrong asked vigilantly, "What do you want?"

Dao Feng's hands lightly pressed on her shoulders.

"You, you, what are you doing?!" Ning Rongrong's face turned red, she panicked.

Looking at this handsome face with a gentle smile, her heart was in a mess, and she was thinking about something...

Unsuitable picture for children.

He won't kiss me, will he? !

Zhuqing, the fat man is still there, how could he do this? !

wrong!Even if he is not here, he can't do this!

Someone Dao looked at Ning Rongrong whose face changed drastically.

What are you doing?Crying and laughing and struggling!

"Rongrong, as far as our relationship is concerned, that's not taking advantage of your trust, it's just borrowing your trust."

"There is a huge difference, Rongrong, you must not misunderstand, okay?"

"Hmm." Ning Rongrong lowered her head and said shyly.

"Long live the understanding."

Dao Feng patted her somewhat delicate shoulder, then smiled and withdrew his hand.

Ma Hongjun looked at Ning Rongronghong, the youngest daughter of Ning Ronghong, who was a small bird, and silently mourned for Oscar, who still had a glimmer of fantasy.

Brother, the world is so big, there are no grasses anywhere, so give it up.

Zhu Zhuqing retracted his gaze.

Daofeng sat back to his original position and continued: "Unless the mental power reaches the level of absolute crushing, it will be difficult to restrain the enemy in a short time.

Especially with those who are hostile, wary, or determined. "

"There are too many variables, and it is cumbersome and time-consuming to use. Constructing an illusion is not an easy task, and it is easy to appear like loopholes."

"In my opinion, illusion is the least efficient use of mental power."

Dao Feng raised his hands and said to the three of them: "The same amount of mental power is condensed into a direct attack, like this."

The transparent fluctuations between his hands condensed into a shuttle.

Zhu Zhuqing stared closely at the shuttle in his hand, it was actually condensed by spiritual power!

"Once it hits an enemy, its damage will be very objective."

"However, this is not easy to do. Strong mental strength is the prerequisite. Fortunately, the death penalty flower brought back by Xiaosan helped me solve this problem."

Daofeng smiled and waved away the shuttle made of spiritual power.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's serious expression, he smiled: "Zhu Qing, don't put too much pressure on you."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slowly, but how could it be possible without pressure.

Unlike Ma Hongjun, an illiterate who can only call 666 without knowing why, she often reads in her spare time.