The eye technique organization that started with the Sharingan

The two of them were in a state of panic, and the two sides were in a state of panic.

Just as Fan Jing was about to rush towards Bailian, Bailian activated the pupil power of the Sharingan.

"The Technique of the Shackles!"

Suddenly, Fan Jing felt his body stiffen.

It was as if he was in a world full of scarlet, and his body was firmly nailed by several huge iron nails.

His limbs were completely unable to move, and he even felt a physical pain.

Magical Technique of the Shackles, one of the Golden Binding Illusions, can completely deprive the victim of his physical freedom.

"I can't move... even my supernatural powers..."

Fan Jing felt that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be stuck in the mud, and the speed of operation was as slow as a turtle.

Even his supernatural powers could not be successfully activated.

Then, he immediately used the mental secret technique to resist mental attacks.

But found that it didn't work at all.

"How is it possible... I know I'm under an illusion, why can't I get rid of it?"

The mental secret technique didn't work, but Fan Jing didn't give up.

He gritted his teeth and tried to lift the sword by force.

"Damn it, get up... Get up for me!"

Fan Jing's forehead was bulging with blue veins, and he tried his best to use his strength. His hands holding the sword were only trembling slightly.

The reality was extremely cruel, and his emotions almost collapsed.

"Just an illusion! How could I lose to such a move."

"I am Fan Jing! I am the strongest genius of this generation of the Fan family!"

\"Give up.\"

The Sharingan stared at Fan Jing, and Bailian said calmly.

"No matter what kind of genius you are, you will become a mortal in front of these eyes."

"......!" Fan Jing's expression froze.

Finally, after looking at him, Bailian turned around and left.

"Wait, Baili An, stop right there!" Fan Jing, who had reacted, shouted immediately.

Looking at Baili An's gradually leaving back, Fan Jing was furious.

Every step of the opponent seemed to trample on his inner pride!

"Look back! Watch carefully! Just a little restraint, I will break free for you to see! Come back to me——"

"Bai! Li! An!!"

As proud as he was, he could not stand Baili An's departure at all.

Fan Jing's heart collapsed, and he tried desperately to raise his sword and take a step forward!

But it was all in vain.

He could only watch his opponent go away.

The crowd watching the battle nearby was completely speechless in the face of this scene.

Everyone just watched silently, and no one dared to make a sound.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Fan Jing half-knelt on the ground, and the sense of restraint on his body had completely disappeared.

"..." He said nothing, staring at the front.

The sharp blade in his hand kept making a sharp sound.

The other party had already walked out of his sight, but a scene was like a ghost, lingering in his mind——

Bailian was standing there, his scarlet eyes staring at him calmly.

As if nothing could stir up those eyes.

As if all the situations were under control.

As if completely invincible...

At this moment, Fan Jing's heart was left with a deep sense of powerlessness.

He had seen very powerful superpowers, he had seen unparalleled destructive power, and he had also seen completely incomprehensible weird abilities.

But he had never felt like this before.

Recalling Bailian's eyes, his hand holding the sword would tremble slightly.

Even a brother who was stronger than Bailian would not give him such pressure, because he had the determination and confidence to surpass his brother.

However, when facing this person...

"Bailian, remember this..."

Holding the hilt tightly, Fan Jing looked forward in a low voice and slowly stood up.

And seeing Fan Jing's actions, more than a dozen people behind him.

All turned their eyes away.

Either he looked down at the ground, or tilted his head to look at the tree, or gently adjusted the corner of his clothes...

They had been in the same class for more than two years, but this was the first time they saw Fan Jing lose his composure like this.

Although they also knew that he was the kind of person who would vent his anger on others, they did not dare to offend Fan Jing in this state.

But at this time, Li Yan walked out.

He came to Fan Jing's side and said:

"Boss, that guy only knows how to play some tricks! If it was a normal competition, he would not..."

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a wind blade passed by Li Yan's ear at a high speed!

"Boom!"

A tree in the distance was directly cut off by this wind blade.

Li Yan was sweating profusely, with fear in his eyes.

Fan Jing stared at Li Yan closely: "If he only knows how to play tricks, then what am I? Am I not even as good as a trick?"

Hearing Fan Jing's deep words,

Tone, Li Yan quickly denied:

"No, no, I mean..."

"So what you mean is that I, Fan Jing, can't afford to lose?"

Fan Jing interrupted him, his tone as cold as winter.

Looking at Li Yan's eyes, it was as gloomy as looking at a dead person.

Li Yan was frightened. He comforted Fan Jing kindly, but he didn't expect Fan Jing to react like this.

He was indignant, but he didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Remember next time, I don't need such useless and despicable words of comfort.

"If you lose, you lose. If you look down on him, it's equal to insulting me. "

After saying this coldly, Fan Jing walked towards the crowd.

Meeting Fan Ziyue's gaze, Fan Jing deliberately suppressed his inner emotions in front of this fellow tribesman.

With a gloomy face, he said a few words to Fan Ziyue, and then turned and left.

He was heading to the depths of the secret realm.

In the past few days, out of consideration for the whole class, Fan Jing has been leading the class team to hunt monsters.

But now, he no longer has such interest.

Watching Fan Jing leave, Fan Ziyue did not say anything, because she didn't know what to say.

Even if she was only the second This was the first time I saw Fan Jing lose his composure like this.

And the first time was when Fan Jing and the head of the family had a falling out in public.

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Bailian slowly walked into the rest area.

He didn't take the little episode too seriously.

According to Teacher An, Fan Jing's strength was among the top ones even in the national selection, but he still couldn't resist his illusion.

From this point of view, except for the psychic type.

It should be difficult for others to resist the Sharingan.

What's more, by the time of the national selection, he was already able to unlock the Mangekyō Sharingan.

Stepping through the gate, passing through a In the square, Baili An walked into the lounge next to it and came to the edge of the first floor lobby.

There were quite a few people in the lobby, mostly adults in groups, and a few young teenagers, who should be outstanding senior high school students from other middle schools in the city.

Baili An took off the phantom crow on his shoulder, put it on the not very clean table, blew on the chair, and then sat down to rest.

At this time, the phantom crow and many clones were searching for monsters outside.

Baili An had been traveling and hunting monsters all morning, and then had a few simple fights with Fan Jing.

He was actually a little tired mentally and physically.

Close Bailian, who was resting on the back of his chair, was a little bored. He grabbed the phantom crow standing quietly on the table and stroked its hair in his arms.

After a few strokes, he felt that it was boring and put it back on the table.

While Bailian was resting, the students of the rocket class of No. 1 Middle School also came to the hall.

They also saw Bailian and deliberately chose the opposite direction.

The group sat down to rest in silence.

However, one person in the team slowly walked towards Bailian.

The graceful and elegant figure attracted the attention of many people in the hall.

"Baili An."

Fan Ziyue came to the side of the boy and greeted him softly.