Interstellar False Prophet

"Boom..." The power of the thumb-sized explosion is not weaker than a full-strength blow of a high-level dualistic mental power user.

Zhao Qing, who was defenseless, was blown away directly, and the small gun in his hand flew out as well, and his whole body fell to the edge of the competition stage like a rag doll.

The body of a spiritual power user is actually no different from that of an ordinary person. Not everyone has a strong defense ability like Fang Xingchen.

Therefore, Zhao Qing, who was completely in the center of the explosion, was scarred and covered in blood.He lay on the edge of the competition table, his eyes widened in disbelief.

What was that just now, what was it?How could it be at his feet, how could there be such a huge power.

At this moment, Zhao Qing could only feel that the mental power in his body was being drained rapidly, and the wound on his body was so painful that he couldn't move.For him now, even a simple breath caused the wounds all over his body to be piercingly painful.With a sweet taste in his mouth, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

After seeing Zhao Qing lying down, Zhao Wou-ki's feet also softened, and he half-kneeled on the ground, and then kept panting.

"Psychic compression bomb?"

Dongfang Xiaohao and Ji Minglang blurted out at the same time.

Dongfang Xiaohao patted his thigh, "Okay, let me say that this morning Zao Wou-ki asked me what I was doing with the mental power compression bomb. It turned out that he was using it for competition. I said why he didn't fight back just now. It turned out that he was activating it." Psychic compression bomb."

Psychic compression bomb?Fang Xingchen had never heard of this thing before, so he asked Dongfang Xiaohao, "You guys made it?"

Fang Xingchen did not forget that Dongfang Xiaohao and Ji Minglang had agreed to make him a mecha, and the mecha was finally made.But it's as small as a toy.Basically useless.But the things that these two people fiddled with worked well.

"Haha, Xiaohao and I just made this thing two days ago. We call this thing a mental power compression bullet, which is equivalent to a bomb. As long as you input enough mental power into it, the mental power bomb will The mental power of the device is increased by three times. After the input of mental power stops, the mental power bomb will explode in three seconds. We haven’t tested this thing yet, but we didn’t expect Zao Wou-ki to test the power of this thing for us.”

Ji Minglang was pleasantly surprised, "The power of the mental power compression bomb is greater than we expected. However, the explosion time seems to have been extended by two seconds."

Dongfang Xiaohao said disapprovingly: "In terms of time, we can improve it, the most important thing is this power. But then again, Zhao Wuji didn't know that Zhao Qing would compete with him, so he asked me for the mental power compression bomb?"

Ji Minglang gave Dongfang Xiaohao a white look, "How is it possible, you think Zao Wou-ki is a prophet, a prophet of the unknown."

The audience present exclaimed because they saw the thumb-sized thing emitting white light.Unexpectedly, that little thing turned out to be a cockroach, which directly blew Zhao Qing away.The use of meth is prohibited in competitions.

"What's going on? Is that □□? In this game, can □□ be used?"

"This is honest cheating. According to the rules of the competition, only spiritual weapons can be used. How can we use □□?"

"It shouldn't be an ordinary bomb. When it exploded just now, the huge fluctuation of mental power couldn't be a new type of mental power weapon?"

"If you ask me, will these two fight too hard? It's just a competition. Do you want to make such a big death like a life-and-death enemy?"

"Both are surnamed Zhao, so they can't be from the same family?"

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Seeing Zhao Qing lying on the stage covered in blood, the dean of South College blushed anxiously, "He Jiuzhou, this is just a competition, do we need to use such a powerful spiritual weapon?"

He Jiuzhou looked innocent, "I don't know about that, that thing doesn't belong to our academy. Maybe it was made by those students themselves." Not to mention, when I saw Zao Wou-ki being beaten by Zhao Qing just now, He Kyushu boss is upset.

It's all right now, Zhao Qing was dealt with with a small cockroach, and the injury was so serious, it's estimated that this game can't be compared.That little thing is really amazing, after the game, ask who made it.This can be used as a life-saving secret weapon.

"He Jiuzhou, are you still shameless?" The thing is so powerful, the dean of the South College can't believe that those students made it.This must be a secret weapon newly developed by East College, but He Jiuzhou didn't admit it.

He Jiuzhou raised his chin, "Why am I shameless? Is it possible to make a student who doesn't let our Eastern students have geniuses, self-made weapons? If the students of your college can't do it, it doesn't mean that the students of my college can't do it. Don't take it. Students from your academy compete with students from my academy. There is no comparison."

"You..." The dean of South College was so angry by He Jiuzhou that his chest hurt.

Zhao Qing lay down and seemed to have basically lost his fighting power.And Zhao Wou-ki suffered serious injuries to both shoulders, but his condition was better than Zhao Qing's.

Just when everyone thought the match was over, Zhao Qing, who was lying on the ground, suddenly clenched his fists.Enduring the huge pain in his body, he turned over from the ground, and used all his strength in his hands to support the ground.

Looking at Zhao Wuji who was half kneeling not far away, out of breath, his face was pale due to the loss of mental power and excessive blood.He gritted his teeth hard, his eyes were bloodshot, and the expression on his face was like a wounded monster, showing madness and ferocity.

"Cough...you think...that you won? Zao Wou-ki, don't think..."

How could that trash win, how could he take away his place in the competition.Since he couldn't get it, neither could that trash.

Zhao Qing exhausted all his strength and touched the black belt around his waist.I saw that Zhao Qing did not know where to press, and the decoration in the middle of the belt fell off with a snap.Then Zhao Qing took out a small transparent bottle filled with green liquid.

The camera captured this scene and transmitted it to the big screen.When everyone saw the small green bottle, many people exclaimed.

"Psychic healing potion, my God, that's a spiritual healing potion."

The spiritual power potion is blue, and its function is to instantly increase the level of mental power.

The mental power healing potion is specially used to heal mental power damage.A bottle of mental power healing potion, it is said that even holy level mental power damage can be cured.Not to mention, it's just Zhao Qing from the middle-level Sanyuan.

No wonder, no wonder Zhao Qing used the potion of mental power at the beginning of the game, everyone thought he was crazy.Actually he is not crazy.As long as you have the spiritual power healing potion, you can completely cure the side effects caused by the mental power potion.

When Zhao Wou-ki saw that Zhao Qing took out his mental power to use the potion, he was also taken aback for a moment.Immediately afterwards, he stood up quickly, trying to snatch the spiritual power healing potion from Zhao Qing's hand.

But it was still a step too late, Zhao Qing pulled off the cap of the bottle, and directly poured the spiritual healing potion into his own mouth.

As soon as the spiritual power healing potion entered, it quickly passed Zhao Qing's throat, and then rushed to Zhao Qing's spiritual power sea.Start to repair Zhao Qing's constant wear and tear, and slowly begin to degenerate the sea of ​​mental strength.

Zhao Wou-ki ran to Zhao Qing with all his strength, and swung his fist wrapped in spiritual power towards Zhao Qing.

The mental power healing potion also allowed Zhao Qing to recover a little bit of mental power, and immediately began to gather mental power.When Zhao Wuji swung his fist, he also raised his hand, and the fist that was also wrapped in spiritual power collided with Zhao Wuji's fist.

"boom……"

The two mental forces collided, and both of them clenched their teeth. The mental power was fully opened, and the powerful mental power formed circle after circle of light, rippling around.

"Zhao Wou-ki, come on..."

Dongfang Xiaohao stood up, shouted loudly, and encouraged Zhao Wou-ki.

Zhao Qing's body was seriously injured at this time, and he suffered not only skin trauma, but also internal injuries.However, because of the mental power healing potion just now, his spiritual power recovered little by little.After all, the effect of the mental potion he took just now has not yet passed.

"Ahem... trash... you don't want to win with me here..." Zhao Qing's mental power exploded in the sea of ​​mental power.

Zao Wou-ki had already consumed a lot of mental power, and he didn't have much spiritual power in his body right now.Of course not Zhao Qing's opponent.The powerful mental force directly sent him flying back.

"puff……"

Zao Wou-ki in mid-air spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground.

"Zhao Wuji..."

Ji Minglang suddenly jumped up from his seat, he saw that Zhao Qing was about to lose just now, but in the blink of an eye, Zhao Qing actually counterattacked?

At this time, Zao Wou-ki's original white and gorgeous uniform was also stained red by blood, his hair was disheveled, and he was extremely embarrassed.His face was even paler than before.Lying on the ground without moving, one could tell that the injury was serious.

"Haha..." Zhao Qing exhausted all the strength in his body, forced himself to stand up, and looked at Zhao Wuji who was lying in the distance.Resisting the pain all over his body, he raised his right hand and pointed it at Zhao Wuji, and the white light of spiritual power condensed in his hand again.

Zao Wou-ki, who was lying on the ground, saw that Zhao Qing's hands were beginning to gather mental power, but at this moment his mental power was almost exhausted.At the same time, the injuries all over his body continuously conveyed the pain that had reached the limit.He was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to get up.

He looked at Zhao Qing with a smug smile, and his eyes were full of disdain for himself.Just like back then, those Zhao family members looked at their family of three.

"Wuji, father hopes that one day you will be able to return to the Zhao family in an upright manner. It is not for you to seek justice for us, but for you to become an existence that even the Zhao family has to bow their heads to."

Back then, my father's words rang in my ears again.

Yes, he can't fall here, everyone in the Zhao family must be watching.How could he fall down here? He promised his parents that he would go back and flatten the Zhao family.Therefore, he must not fall into Zhao Qing's hands.

The smile on Zhao Qing's face was extremely ferocious, and the spiritual power in his hands also came out accordingly.

"'ah……"

The moment Zhao Qing's mental power was released, Zhao Wou-ki clenched his fists, and suddenly got up from the ground, his figure flashed, and he dodged Zhao Qing's attack.He ran towards Zhao Qing with all his might.

Zhao Qing was taken aback, he didn't even have the strength to walk at this moment, and he was able to stand up because of his tenacious willpower.If Zhao Wuji gets close, it will be troublesome.

So Zhao Qing immediately began to gather mental power quickly, but he found that the spiritual power of his mental power sea began to drain rapidly, and he was no longer under his control.

And the mental power healing potion he took just now was only a side effect of the potion for repairing mental power, and it couldn't help him stop the loss of mental power.

At this moment, Zhao Wou-ki's fist came to Zhao Qing's face, the fist shining white became bigger and bigger in Zhao Qing's pupils.

"boom……"

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, the dark blue figure flew out of the competition platform, rolled on the ground twice, and passed out.

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone was stunned.

Only Fang Xingchen, who was sitting under the stage, looked at the precarious figure on the stage and smiled appreciatively.

"In the fifth match, Zhao Qing from the South College played against Zhao Wuji from the East College, and Zao Wou-ki won. He won the sixth place in the Interstellar Competition."

The moment he heard himself, Zao Wou-ki's tense nerves were relaxed, and all the strength gathered in his body was suddenly discouraged.As soon as his consciousness darkened, his eyes closed, and his body fell back directly.

"Zhao Wuji..."

The flustered footsteps and Dongfang Xiaohao's shouts were the last voices Zao Wou-ki heard before losing consciousness.

Good thing he won.