NOVEL NEXT 102. Between Control, Your Mental Strength Is Really Weak And Pathetic (1)
"Damn it!"
The middle-aged man in a suit had no time to react.
The powerful mental power belonging to the third-level Psychiatrist suddenly burst out,
The huge spiritual power almost turned invisible into form, showing traces like water waves in the air in front of the middle-aged man in the suit.
But under those two cannonball-like burly bodies, this wave of water was quickly cut and cleared.
Circles of umbrella-shaped ripples spread around.
The unreserved mental power shock only slowed down the speed of the two black shadows.
The pupils of the middle-aged man in the suit shrank again, and he almost subconsciously chose to end the game of cat and mouse with Tang Maolin.
Dozens of silver threads are like frightened white insects, piercing through all the iron beads in an instant, blasting into balls of iron mist.
Then it retracted rapidly, making a sharp sonic boom in the air.
Dozens of silver threads interweave into an exquisite and dense net in front of the middle-aged man in the suit, just blocking the route of the two black shadows.
Not a huge sound.
Two tall and strong bodies hit the silver net heavily.
The back of the suit was cut almost instantly, leaving bloodstains.
And the silver net was also smashed into an exaggerated and astonishing depression by the terrifying impact carried by the two bodies.
There are no support points around the silver net.
Or.
The support point is the mental strength of the middle-aged man in a suit.
His mental strength was like invisible big hands, tightly grabbing the corners of the silver net, trying hard to prop it open.
02 Dense beads of sweat oozed from the forehead of the middle-aged man in the suit.
He gritted his teeth tightly, and the corners of his eyes stretched out with tiny veins, obviously his mental power had been pushed to the extreme.
But even so, his body moved back unconsciously.
The expensive and exquisite black leather shoes plowed a clear trace on the muddy ground, rolling up a large piece of turf.
Extending to more than ten meters away, that terrifying impact...
It was finally completely offset.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
Two tattered, bloody bodies fell to the ground.
can be clearly seen.
These two were the strong men in suits who had been sent by middle-aged men in suits to kill Tang Maolin's wife and daughter.
Unfortunately, it became the battlefield where the two forces fought, and the two were already dead and could not die anymore.
Perhaps, before their bodies became the battlefield, the two were already dead.
Because the expressions on their faces were still frozen in shock and astonishment, and there wasn't much pain.
It's just that there is a deep fist mark left on the chest and abdomen.
That almost pierced their bodies.
At this moment, everyone was stunned.
They couldn't make a sound, and looked in one direction with blank expressions.
There was a beautiful woman with a pale face and a sluggish expression.
The little girl with a ignorant expression, still hasn't figured out what happened.
besides...
A handsome young man with a calm face standing in front of the two of them before he even had time to put down his mountaineering bag.
"Ninny, close your eyes and don't look."
The young man spoke softly.
"oh."
The little girl responded, and obediently put her two white and tender hands in front of her eyes, but her eyes couldn't help blinking curiously through her fingers.
For her, it might just be a little game like hide and seek.
The boy took off the hiking bag on his back and gently placed it on the grass at his feet.
Then...
Continue to look ahead calmly.
Lu Sheng....
Everyone looked dazed and confused.
It is really impossible to connect everything that happened before with this thin and handsome young man in front of him.
B.888...
He's just an ordinary, gentle, lost big boy.
Just now, what happened?
"Level 5 Warrior..."
The middle-aged man in a suit finally recovered from the sequelae of his mental power explosion.
He stared at Lu Sheng in front of him with an ugly expression, his eyes full of shock.
"No, it's not level 5, the stellar energy doesn't show, and the inner strength doesn't exist either..."
The middle-aged man in a suit quickly denied his guess, and said through gritted teeth: "So, how did you do it?...Tang Maolin, so this is your real reliance?"
The middle-aged man in a suit glanced at Tang Mao Lin with a look of "you are fine, you can do it.
Tang Mao Lin Yi's face was blank, and he didn't quite understand the meaning of the middle-aged man in the suit.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter."
The middle-aged man in a suit took a deep breath and regained his composure.
With a strange light shining in his purple eyes, he walked towards the original position step by step.
"Without the stellar energy protection, you are just a boy with a bit of strange power...Under my Mithril spider silk, your fragile body will be cut open like butter, I can't wait to hear your painful experience Howe's voice is gone....
The middle-aged man in a suit licked his lips, his expression becoming more perverted.
Lu Sheng's eyes were like water, and he looked at the middle-aged man in the suit quietly with an indifferent look.
"You can try it."
Lu Sheng said casually.
The middle-aged man in a suit grinned, revealing his red gums.
"I hope you can still be so proud later..."
In the next moment, purple light flashed in his eyes.
In an instant, the cuffs, collar, hem of the suit and other parts of the middle-aged man in the suit suddenly sprayed out nearly a hundred dense silver threads.
Twice as much as what was shown before.
Hundreds of silver threads pierced the air and shot towards Lu Sheng.
From an outsider's point of view, the middle-aged man in a suit at this time is like a spider demon in urban legend, who is about to choose and devour someone.
Hundreds of silver lines arrived in front of Lu Sheng in an instant.
A smile began to bloom on the face of the middle-aged man in a suit.
He can almost foresee what will happen in the next second.
The boy in front of him will be directly pierced by his silver spider silk, and instantly become a tattered rag doll.
But in the next second, the smile of the middle-aged man in the suit froze on his face.
Facing hundreds of spider threads that were so fast that they could hardly be caught by the naked eye, Lu Sheng just made a simple movement.
He calmly stretched out his right hand.
The white and slender right palm waved gently in the sun, following some kind of wonderful law.
There seems to be a black hole vortex in the palm.
exudes an invisible attraction.
Those silver thread spider threads shot before Lu Sheng's eyes were attracted by the vortex in the palm of his hand, and all belonged to Lu Sheng's hands.
Lu Sheng...
With just one fleshy palm, he grabbed all the spider threads with his bare hands!
In the distance, Lin Zishan, who witnessed this scene with her own eyes, suddenly trembled all over.
As if getting an electric shock, his lips trembled crazily.
"Control level...Control level martial arts!"
What is control?
Between the palms of my hands, everything is under my control!
Lin Zishan only once heard a certain tutor mention it in a university class at Dongning Wuda University.
Now that I witnessed this scene with my own eyes, this sentence popped up in my mind for no reason.
It was as if something that should have existed in the legendary species suddenly appeared alive in front of him.
How could Lin Zishan not tremble with excitement.
No less than mortals, suddenly see the gods!
In the distance, the middle-aged man in a suit let out a voice that was so shocked that it almost deformed.
"How can this be?!"
His eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
The power of a spiritual teacher is an existence that transcends ordinary warriors.
Like hot weapons are to cold weapons.
Lu Sheng's current behavior is a picture that he can't even imagine.
It's almost like someone caught a missile with their bare hands!
Tang Maolin, the skinny old man and the young man Gu Yue who were beside him were also dumbfounded.
As spiritual teachers, they felt that their worldview seemed to be slowly collapsing at this moment.
Hundreds of spider silk and silver threads were held in one hand by Lu Sheng.
Stretch straight one by one.
The middle-aged man in a suit frantically stimulated his mental strength, but felt that there was an extremely huge rock lying in front of him.
No matter how hard he tried, it was useless.
"Impossible! Impossible! . . . "
The middle-aged man in a suit was talking nervously, his eyes were bloodshot, and his purple eyes, which were already weird, became even more horrifying.
But in the eyes of others, no matter how you look at it, you can bear it
It's a little pathetic.
"Crunch--
The white and slender 360 five fingers slowly tightened, and Lu Sheng stared at the middle-aged man in the suit coldly with an indifferent look.
He tugged at the silk thread in his hand.
The middle-aged man in a suit in the distance immediately uttered an exclamation, flying toward him like a doll caught by a thread.
The middle-aged man in a suit danced his limbs wildly in mid-air.
Suddenly, he stopped and fixed his eyes on Lu Sheng, with a strong look of madness in his eyes.
"In that case, let's die together!"
As he said that, a terrifying mental force far surpassing that before erupted from the body of the middle-aged man in a suit.
There seemed to be invisible ripples spreading in the air.
Everyone in the field felt a sudden heartbeat, as if a big stone was suddenly pressed on it, and there was an indescribable discomfort.
Tang Maolin's expression changed drastically, and he shouted anxiously.
"Not good! He wants to blow up his mental power! If you get too close, everyone will be shocked into idiots..."
After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth and rushed in the direction of the beautiful woman and the little girl.
Others also changed color.
Although I don't know what self-explosion of mental power means, but looking at Tang Maolin's apocalyptic expression, I also know that it is definitely not a simple matter.
Lin Zishan tried her best to support her body and crawled back, but Zheng Dandan shouted palely: "Lu Sheng... What about Lu Sheng?"
In a moment, everyone reacted and retreated crazily.
Only Lu Sheng, who was at the center, remained motionless.
He looked closer and closer to the middle-aged man in a suit with distorted facial features, with a trace of deep pity on his face.
"I have to say, your mental power is really..."
"It's pitifully weak."
Lu Sheng spoke softly.
In the next second, the distorted smile of the middle-aged man in the suit froze.
in front of his eyes...
In everyone's eyes...
A round of golden sun.
slowly rising.
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