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Although the fog of mental power looks similar to the fog in reality, it is very difficult to condense it. You need to disperse your mental power into tiny particles of mental power, and then disperse them evenly in the air.

This requires a near-perfect control over the mental power, otherwise it would be impossible to precisely control the mental power after decomposing the mental power into fine particles to prevent them from dissipating or merging.

The attraction between mental power and mental power is so close, if they are not strictly controlled, these tiny particles of mental power will definitely hug each other and love each other.

At the same time, mental power is also fragile. Even a wisp of mental power may dissipate directly into the air if the control power is not strong enough, let alone such tiny particles of mental power.

These two points are already difficult in themselves, but they are not the most difficult.

While manipulating these restless psychic power particles, Meng Qing also has to complete other defenses and attacks completely unaffected, which is very scary!

To give an inappropriate example, this is equivalent to a person who throws and catches five toy balls at the same time, and must also deftly dodge bullets coming from all directions, and attack to knock them out by the way.

The reason why this example is inappropriate is because Meng Qing's current operation is definitely more than ten times more difficult than this example.

But now is obviously not the time to think about these things. After Zheng Ming was stunned at first, he barely suppressed the shock in his heart. While trying to build a defense layer to resist the attack from which he couldn't see where it came from, he began to think about how to do it. Dissipate this layer of fog.

Since it is a fog formed by condensed mental power, it can only be solved with mental power, but Zheng Ming's ability to control mental power is far inferior to that of Meng Qing. Now he finds it difficult to even build a defensive layer, let alone Set aside part of the mental power to solve the fog problem.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ming couldn't help feeling Meng Qing's terrifying strength again.

The thinking was too chaotic for a while, and Meng Qing's attack caused the damage of Zheng Ming's mecha to continue to increase. Zheng Ming had no way to come up with any effective countermeasures. Seeing that the damage of the mecha was about to reach the critical point of being scrapped Value, Zheng Ming gritted his teeth, and suddenly withdrew all mental power defenses in an instant.

At the same time, he concentrated all the mental power he could use, condensed it into a mental power attack ball, and suddenly attacked the vital point of Meng Qing's mecha!

In the next moment, Zheng Ming's mecha was completely scrapped, and the game ended.

The two walked out of the mecha. Although they were in a dream, Zheng Ming found that his back was already drenched with sweat. At this moment, he felt chills from the cool wind. The game just now was very short. , but Zheng Ming felt that after a long time, he was greatly stimulated.

Yaheng came over and patted Zheng Ming's shoulder with sympathy in his eyes. He had just experienced Zheng Ming's feelings deeply, so he naturally understood very well: "The game is over."

"En." Zheng Ming clenched his fists. Although he didn't have time to time it, he also knew that the time of his match with Meng Qing must be shorter than that of Yaheng just now.

Although there will be no undue negative emotions due to this, Zheng Ming still has some self-blame.

Meng Qing walked over with a calm face, showing no signs of having just played with others. He looked at Zheng Ming and said in a natural voice: "I forgot to tell you, just now when the match between Yaheng and me was over, My mech damage rate is 3%."

After playing for 10 minutes, Yaheng continued to attack, and the damage caused to the mecha was only 3%. Now it was Yaheng's turn to feel guilty.

"Zheng Ming, do you know how much damage you caused to my mecha?" Meng Qing looked at Zheng Ming and asked.

Zheng Ming shook his head blankly. He and Meng Qing spent more time fighting, and most of the time during the process was blocked by the fog of mental power, and they hardly attacked.

"6%." Meng Qing said the answer that surprised Zheng Ming. He raised his head slightly, never expecting that the degree of damage he caused to Meng Qing's mecha was even higher than that of Heng.

Looking at Zheng Ming's puzzled expression, Meng Qing said again: "Because of the last blow, I didn't even think about your last blow, so there was no time to make a corresponding defense, and the damage of the mech increased by 4% all of a sudden. "

Although Meng Qing also laid a protective layer of mental power on the surface of the mecha, the thickness of the protective layer was not enough to completely resist Zheng Ming's blow, especially when the opponent attacked the vital part of the mecha.

Zheng Ming showed a look of sudden realization, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh. His main effective attack was actually the last blow.

After telling the results, Meng Qing began to summarize the two games: "You all performed well, but you all have a lot of room for improvement. Through this competition, do you have any experience?"

This question is not suitable for Meng Qing at all, because even if he is asking such a serious and serious question, he doesn't have any appearance that a good teacher should have. Instead, it looks like an irrelevant chat.

Zheng Ming and Yaheng looked at each other, and said first: "Because I watched the match between you and Yaheng before, so when I spoke again, I subconsciously thought that you would be the same as before, so when I saw you making that It took a while to react when there was a cloud of 'fog'."

"So?" Meng Qing nodded.

"So no matter what the opponent's previous performance was, you can't limit your thinking because of it, or even underestimate the enemy because of it," Zheng Ming replied solemnly, and added, "Also, when you are sure that you can win, you must learn to win. Hiding your own strength, you cannot be completely seen by your opponents."

"That makes sense," Meng Qing nodded again, and then shifted her gaze to Yaheng, "Do you have any ideas?"

Yaheng scratched his head: "My idea is very simple, as you said before, even if you know that you are not the opponent's opponent at all, you should show your full strength during the game, and you can't be suppressed by the opponent because of this."

"That's quite reasonable, so keep going!" Meng Qing nodded for the third time, and then left.

The two people who were waiting for Meng Qing to make a final concluding speech: "..."

However, they had long been accustomed to Meng Qing's "irresponsibility", and they were speechless when they saw this, and then they summed up their lessons and continued to train seriously.

In such a serious training, the wheel race came soon. On this day, Meng Qing finally communicated with the two friends who participated in the competition, and then entered the competition area.

The schedule of the wheel race has been sent to the participants before, but the opponents of the competition are only announced 5 minutes before the competition, which leaves no time for the participants to customize targeted strategies.

Meng Qing smiled helplessly after receiving the information about the opponent. He didn't expect to meet an acquaintance in the first match.