Chapter 15 (1/2)

”How about it? I'm not qualified to challenge you! ” Small dance head up, a proud appearance, toward the leaf Zhiqiu waved a small fist, the appearance is quite lovely.

Ye Zhiqiu kneaded his temple with pain. He thought that he would try his best to win the competition after he threatened the third junior. Who knows that this guy is a big horse, and he actually lost the same as the original.

Sure enough, some things are unchangeable.

”It's OK to have a contest. If you take my move, you won't be affected. Even if I lose, how about it?” Ye Zhiqiu said in the old God. Fight, he can hammer. It is estimated that if we really fight, we will lose faster than Tang San.

”Are you sure you'll take it?” Little dance blinked and asked.

”Um ~” Ye Zhiqiu nodded definitely.

”Here we are. What is Qiuge's martial spirit? I must see it clearly this time.”

”I think it has something to do with the eyes. You see, the pupils of Qiuge's eyes are red, and there seem to be tadpoles crawling in them...”

Wang Sheng and others were talking curiously.

”God does not have tadpoles crawling...” Ye Zhiqiu's face was black, and he thought it was time to correct his name for his writing wheel eye.

Slowly down from the bed, ye Zhiqiu walked a few steps to the corridor, stood still, and said to the little dance not far away: ”Ye Zhiqiu, the spirit of martial arts writes wheel eye, congenital full of soul power, please advise.”

”Write lunyan?” Tang San frowned. Is this a Qiu's name? What does it mean?

Wang Sheng and others are not too surprised this time. They are already surprised too much today. At this time, even if a new working student says that he is born full of soul power, they will not feel strange.

Maybe, maybe. Congenital full of soul power already rotten street? They thought bitterly.

The little dance laughed and said, ”I have already introduced it just now, so I won't introduce it. Let's start. Let me see what you can do

Ye Zhiqiu was not polite. His eyes narrowed, and his mind moved slightly. A mysterious force shrouded the past towards the little dance. It was spiritual power, invisible and immaterial. If there was no special means, it could not be found.

To put it bluntly, the low-level illusion is to confuse the other party with one's own spiritual power, while writing lunyan is a kind of medium, which can make the mental power play a more effective role.

Xiaowu saw Ye Zhiqiu just standing there, but there was no movement. It was strange. Didn't you let yourself take a move? But when she saw Ye Zhiqiu's Scarlet eyes, she suddenly felt dizzy and in a trance.

She quickly shook her head, but found no effect, but dizzy faster.

Finally, the pupil of Xiaowu becomes dull, her eyes are blank, and she stands in the same place foolishly. She falls into the illusion made by Ye Zhiqiu.

Looking at the controlled little dance, ye Zhiqiu is relieved. In fact, he didn't know whether his wheel vision illusion had any effect on this 100000 year old rabbit. It was totally gambling. At present, the effect was good.

The state of the little dance is not quite right. All the people present can see that Wang Sheng and others secretly admire him. Qiu Ge is Niu Bi, and a look in his eyes subdues the fierce little girl.

Since ye Zhiqiu's admission, Tang San has been observing Ye Zhiqiu's eyes carefully, trying to know how ye Zhiqiu's martial spirit works.

Unfortunately, until the dance was controlled, Tang San did not see any sign. On the contrary, he has been looking for a long time and always feels that his eyes are not clear, which makes him feel some palpitations.