"Oh? This kid Jiang Chen actually won?" The mentors in the distance and ordinary disciples all lit up their eyes.

Before Jiang Chen and Zhang Qing's battle, most of them thought that Zhang Qing would win because everyone knew very well how difficult it was to cultivate a mental attack that could directly attack a person's soul, and how terrible a super illusionist was after he became a master.

"What a strong spiritual sense to be able to wake up from Zhang Qing's illusion! What a calm mind and strong will! Jiang Chen is amazing! It's really amazing!" Even Huangfu Qingtian praised without hesitation.

Originally, he didn't pay much attention to Jiang Chen, but was a little surprised that the dark horse suddenly appeared.

But because in every trial competition, some dark horses that are not optimistic about everyone will pop up, so he didn't care.

But now, Jiang Chen defeated Zhang Qing, a powerful illusionist. This made him look at him with admiration. After all, Zhang Qing is recognized by their mentors. If he fights one by one, he will definitely have disciples who have entered the top five strengths.

Jiang Chen's victory was a bit unexpected to many people. The main reason was that Zhang Qing was recognized by many training camp mentors early on. Except for Hu Xuesong and Bing Yuling, no one could withstand her illusion attack. The possibility of others losing to Zhang Qing is more than 80%!

In fact, among the top ten disciples, except for Hu Xuesong and Bing Yuling, the other seven were a little scared of Zhang Qing. Even Zhang Qing's sister, Zhang Ying, who is also an illusionist, was not sure that she could defeat her sister, but she was a little more confident than others. After all, the two sisters knew the truth.

However, this difficult character was defeated by Jiang Chen.

On the five arenas, the fourth one, Wu Jianchun, a young man in green robe carrying a black halberd, was the first to win.

Seeing that the ring on Jiang Chen had also ended the battle, he turned around and wanted to see who won the third ring where Jiang Chen was.

When he saw Zhang Qing, who was blushing, walked off the ring, he frowned and murmured in a low voice: "Jiang Chen? He is so powerful? Even Zhang Qing was defeated by him!"

Wu Jianchun mainly used a technique called "Ten Thousand Demons' Swords". He only knew this technique, and the magic weapon in his hand was only this blood mist halberd. If he used other magic weapons and learned other techniques, he would distract his energy.

But just this skill, a magic weapon, is invincible and undefeated. He just defeated Xu Jing, who was fighting against him, and that is, the beautiful girl who led Jiang Chen and others to their residence to report.

"Jiang Chen is so powerful? He actually defeated my sister?" Zhang Ying, a beautiful girl who also won before Jiang Chen, looked at Jiang Chen in surprise on the ring in the distance with charming eyes. The opponent who was lying under her feet was Wang Tong, who was also from Jingzhou like Jiang Chen.

"Jiang Chen is a strong enemy!" Another beautiful iceberg girl with long purple hair and silver eyes, Bing Yuling, had just defeated her opponent, Venerable Poison Wood.

When Jiang Chen won, the winner had already been decided in three games, and the most intense battle was the most intense battle. When the two strong men appeared in the No. 1 ring, the final of the selection match, Hu Xuesong and Chen Zhifei fought to the point where the sky was dark and all the tricks were used. In the end, Hu Xuesong finally stood tall and defeated Hu Xuesong and won the first victory with difficulty.

After the first round of the game, Jiang Chen, Wu Jianchun, Zhang Ying, Bing Yuling and Hu Xuesong each scored one point. Xiong Yankai, Du Wood Venerable, Zhang Qing and Chen Zhifei, five of them scored zero points.

After a short rest, the second round of the game was soon held. This time, Jiang Chen was in the second arena. But he had a narrow road in his enemies, and he was against Zhang Qing's sister Zhang Ying. Zhang Ying, who was also good at mental attacks, was holding a black whip in her hand.

However, Jiang Chen knew that Zhang Ying's mental attack method was very different from Zhang Qing. If Zhang Qing used illusion to trap the opponent in the illusion and then defeated the opponent with magic weapons, Zhang Ying directly used mental attacks to destroy the enemy's spiritual consciousness and soul. This silent and breathless mental attack that took human life was even more terrifying.

Although the opponent who had fought with Zhang Ying before was intact, he suddenly fell into a coma on the spot. According to the rescue instructor, his soul had collapsed and he didn't know how long it would take to condense. This also made the monks present silent. Only then did they realize what Huangfu Qingtian said before that it was possible to die in the training camp.

"Jiang Chen, you are indeed very powerful, defeating my sister!" Zhang Ying and Zhang Qing looked almost exactly the same, wearing white clothes. However, they lacked the little girl's silly expression, and there was more maturity in their curved eyebrows.

She frowned and said, "But I want you to know that although you can defeat my sister, you may not be able to defeat me. Because the attack methods of our sisters are completely different!"

After saying that, her figure immediately moved, and the white figure emitted a shining light.

Every time these lights flash, there is an additional figure of Zhang Ying in the sky.

In a blink of an eye, thirty-six figures of Zhang Ying appeared in the sky.

"Using phantom-like means? Zhang Ying, don't you know that this means is useless to me?" Jiang Chen said indifferently.

He stood in the air, waved the hundreds of ghost banners in his hand, and the black fog was everywhere, wrapping him in the center, like a god and a demon.

"Really?" Zhang Ying chuckled in a soft voice.

At this time, something strange happened. Her thirty-six phantoms moved almost at the same time. Each phantom was killed with a black whip in her hand.

Jiang Chen stood there, calmly, but occasionally took a step slantedly.

One step left, one step right, one step forward, one step behind... Although it is just a simple step, he can take several feet of distance like teleportation, easily avoiding any attack from Zhang Ying.

In terms of speed, Jiang Chen, who has been able to skillfully use ghost movie tracing, is no slower than Zhang Ying.

"Jiang Chen, do you just know how to hide?" Zhang Ying raised his eyebrows and shouted in a coquettish manner.

"Hmph! I'm fighting hard with you, what can you do to me?" Jiang Chen's faint voice sounded. Although he was still standing there, the black ghost fog around his body actually contracted, approaching his body, completely wrapping him up.

"I can do such a trick!" Zhang Ying's pretty face turned cold and she said disdainfully.

Thirty-six phantoms merged into one very quickly in the air. Her delicate and curved body emitted a cold green light, and her whole body seemed to be devouring the light around her, making it impossible for people around her to see her delicate face clearly.

"Huh? What kind of kung fu is this?" Jiang Chen was also slightly surprised.

The spiritual sense he emitted was no longer able to get close to Zhang Ying.

"Swoosh!"

A blue light that swallowed all the light cut through the sky and rushed directly to Jiang Chen—

Jiang Chen stood there at this time, but with a simple wave of his right hand, he saw that the black fog around him immediately condensed into a black ghost claw, and then suddenly shot out directly in front of him.

With a loud "Peng!", the green light and the ghost claws suddenly collided.

Jiang Chen's claw hit him like a hill, and the space around the ring was locked and oppressed.

"puff!"

Zhang Ying's graceful figure finally appeared. Her whip suddenly whipped Jiang Chen's ghost claws transformed into black mist.

Jiang Chen's claw just now was hit, and she couldn't dodge, so she could only use a whip to slap the ghost claws, trying to blow it away.

However, the huge impact force generated by the ghost claw was transmitted to her jade arm through the black whip. With a click, Zhang Ying's arm bones shattered, and then her right arm was strangely twisted, and her whole person was directly beaten out by the power contained in the ghost claw.

However, Jiang Chen stood there motionless, as if he was not hurt at all.

With a sound of "dong!", Zhang Ying's delicate body suddenly fell from the sky, fell heavily on the ring, and a burst of dust rose.

"Sister!" Zhang Qing, who was watching the game next to her, shouted angrily and anxiously.

She didn't expect that Jiang Chen was so powerful that she injured her sister in the first fight.

At this moment, a noise suddenly came from around. Everyone was talking about it. The gap seemed too big!

After all, Jiang Chen seemed to have no scars in the air.

"Master Huangfu, did Zhang Ying lose?" A mentor asked Huangfu Qingtian next to him in confusion.

"It's too early to draw a conclusion now." Huangfu Qingtian looked up at Jiang Chen who was motionless in the air, and thought to himself: "Although Zhang Ying is not as good as Jiang Chen in ordinary attacks, her mental attack power is extremely strong. This time, Jiang Chen took the whip forcibly. On the surface, he still stood there, and it seemed okay. But from the fact that he could neither speak nor move, he was probably injured."

"However, even so, Jiang Chen's strength is still too strong! If I read correctly, his Nether Ghost Claw has reached the sixth level, which can only be refined by a ghost cultivator in the Golden Elixir Stage... This kid has the style and potential of the Demon Saint Ancestor back then!" Huangfu Qingtian murmured.

However, he didn't know that Jiang Chen was also very uncomfortable now.

Jiang Chen was very confident in his defense before. Although he dared not say that the devil sword formation defense system was perfect, he thought that Zhang Ying's seemingly delicate attack could be easily followed.

And the fact is the same. The physical attack contained in Zhang Ying's whip just now did not break his sword formation defense at all. Not to mention the damage to the ** after he used the Nine-Turn Golden Body Skill with all his strength.

However, when the whip blew on his Nether Ghost Claw, a strange spiritual energy easily penetrated his proud sword formation defense and rushed directly into his sea of ​​consciousness. When he was caught off guard, he stabbed hard on his soul.

At that moment, he felt dizzy and a splitting headache in front of him.

"What a Zhang Ying. Her mental attack is really powerful. It is the strongest of everyone I have ever seen." However, after being stabbed, Jiang Chen's soul recovered after half an hour of recuperation.

"Her mental attack method is completely different from her sister's. Zhang Qing creates illusions for her opponents, immersing them in it, resulting in mental disorder and defeat in the battle."

"And Zhang Ying directly used his mental power to cause damage to the opponent's soul and soul. This kind of mental attack is quite terrible and can be said to hurt people invisibly." Jiang Chen thought to himself.

The principle of attacking the enemy's soul is actually very simple, that is, to contain one's own mental power into ordinary magic attacks, and while attacking the enemy, infiltrate the mental power into the opponent's soul.

However, it is simple to say, but very difficult to do. This is because mental power is usually very soft and tough. Just like cotton cloth, but what you need to do now is to turn the cotton cloth into a sharp knife, stabbing or even piercing the other person's soul.

Even monks in the Jindan stage are difficult to turn their mental power into attack methods? Turn cotton cloth into sharp knife.

This is very difficult! Because this not only requires the monk to have a powerful spiritual consciousness far exceeding that of the same level of monks, but also requires strong will and great spiritual power.

However, although it is difficult to form a spiritual attack, it can still be achieved by cultivators with very powerful spiritual consciousness after tempering. However, the power of the attack varies from person to person, which depends on personal understanding and control of spells.

"Although Zhang Ying's spiritual sense is much stronger than ordinary cultivators, it is still slightly inferior to me. However, if her spiritual sense is stronger, I might be seriously injured..." Jiang Chen thought to himself.

At this time, the instructor beside him was counting. If Zhang Ying had not stood up yet, she would be sentenced to lose.

“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five…”

The instructor just counted to five, and he heard a "boom!" sound. A figure soared into the sky.
Chapter completed!