Not long after, Huan Chenyu made another short stick, which was almost the same as the one controlled by Ye Qingcheng. It had no special carvings, no refinement, and was a simple stone stick with no functions.
"Although this room is a bit too small compared to the venue of the Immortal Conference, it can be used as a training place. If it can be used freely in such a small room, then it should be able to perform well in that spacious venue. You should be even better. Sir, the two of us walked to both sides of the room and started competing according to the rules mentioned before. Even if you attack with all your strength, even if the stick hits me, it will not hurt. You can rest assured that there will be no scars. On the contrary, I will use the ordinary mortal level of divine will to control it, and the strength will be in place, so that it will not cause any harm to you. "
Ye Qingcheng stood up after hearing the words. As Huan Chenyu said, the two of them stood in a corner of the room. A short stick was suspended in front of the two of them, and Huan Chenyu's calm expression His face was different, and Ye Qingcheng was full of confidence at this moment. In his opinion, how strong can the spiritual thoughts of normal mortals be? Even if they fight head-on with short sticks, Huan Chenyu's stick will be knocked away immediately, so how can they still defend? At that time, won’t Huan Chenyu’s true self still be ravaged by his short stick?
Bai Quan on the side saw Ye Qingcheng's confident and eager expression, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Ye Qingcheng didn't even think about it. If the situation really develops as he expected, then why would Huan Chenyu come to compete with him? train? I don’t want to think about who Huan Chenyu is. Even if he has a mortal mind, he may not lose to Ye Qingcheng. Fighting does not rely on brute force. Otherwise, it will only be a matter of comparing whose spiritual mind is stronger. Of course Huan Chenyu Knowing this, he probably wanted to teach Ye Qingcheng a lesson through personal experience and let him understand these principles. In this way, no matter what kind of opponent he faces in the future, Ye Qingcheng will not underestimate the enemy or think too highly of himself.
"Chen Yu, I'm here!" Ye Qingcheng gave a slight shout, and immediately pointed his index finger and middle finger at his short stick, and began to manipulate it, making Huan and Bai's eyes light up.
Ye Qingcheng's gesture is quite common among sword cultivators. I don't know who invented it in the first place. It is obvious that the flying sword can be controlled only by spiritual thoughts. If it is controlled with this gesture, the focus can be focused on the flying sword. There are a lot of them on the sword, which greatly improves the control ability. Ye Qingcheng naturally learned it from those Shushan disciples. After seeing a lot, he could generally imitate and imitate.
Sure enough, after getting started, Ye Qingcheng realized that this short stick was much easier to control than the previous rough stone. With his gestures and thoughts, the short stick suddenly fired like an arrow. It was shot out, and the target was Huan Chenyu. As the master, of course he is very aware of the physical strength of Huan Chenyu. Not to mention the current speed, even if it is ten times faster, this short stick carved from the concentration stone may not be able to hurt Huan Chen. Yu, so he can just let go and do it.
For the sake of fairness, neither of them used the two secret techniques of Jieying and Muli. After all, the Immortal Conference is bound to not be able to use talismans. Otherwise, this is cheating and will definitely be disqualified.
After seeing the short stick coming at him, Huan Chenyu did not hide away. Instead, he smiled slightly and pointed at Ye Qingcheng's short stick in the distance. He saw a flash of black light, and Huan Chenyu's short stick was facing him head-on. He hit Ye Qingcheng's one, and the two made a "clang" sound of gold and iron clashing at the moment of the collision. Just as Ye Qingcheng expected, Huanchenyu's one couldn't withstand his blow at all. The power of thunder flew back in an instant and was directly inserted into the wall next to Huan Chenyu.
"Haha, Chen Yu, as I said, if you only have the divine will of a mortal, you can't defeat me at all!"
With Ye Qingcheng's laughter, his short stick drove straight in and was about to hit Huan Chenyu's head. However, Huan Chenyu's body moved slightly and he avoided it. Ye Qingcheng's short stick The stick shot straight into the wall and couldn't be pulled out. Just when he was anxiously controlling the short stick to pull it out from the wall, Huan Chenyu's stick had already knocked him on the head leisurely, announcing his failure.
"This is unreasonable! There will be no walls in the competition venue!" Ye Qingcheng said, somewhat unwilling to accept the facts.
"This is a lesson you have to learn. There will be accidents in everything. Sir, let's not talk about whether the venue has walls or not. Never use all your strength to fight, otherwise you will see what happened just now. Next, I will Let me teach you the next lesson. Do you think you can win if you have a strong spiritual mind? Then let me give you a personal experience."
As Huan Chenyu spoke, he helped Ye Qingcheng pull the short stick out of the wall. After the short stick was pulled away from the wall, the groove on the wall slowly recovered, and it seemed like nothing happened. It was the same, which surprised Ye Qingcheng. But looking at Huan Chenyu and Bai Quan again, their eyes didn't even change. They must have seen this kind of building material. With the quality of Xihu Villa, it shouldn't be difficult to build a house with this kind of material, right? Just like there are a lot of purple light crystals in his storage ring, enough to build a West Lake Villa.
But what he didn't quite understand was what Huan Chenyu meant. If the first half of his sentence said not to use all your strength, he could understand it. After all, he had suffered a big loss just now. But what does the last half of the sentence mean? Isn't it possible to win with strong spiritual power? This is unreasonable no matter how you think about it.
However, he is very familiar with Huan Chenyu's method of doing things. Since he said that he should teach through personal experience, then if he does it again, he will be able to understand what Huan Chenyu means.
"I don't believe it!" After regaining control of the short stick, Ye Qingcheng controlled it and fired towards Huan Chenyu again, but this time the force was obviously much smaller than before. He should have learned his lesson.
But if Huanchenyu wants to teach him, how can he let him win? When Huan Chenyu's short stick met Ye Qingcheng's short stick, it was not as head-on as before. Instead, it suddenly spun around and hit Ye Qingcheng's short stick with the original tail. , knocking it sideways and shooting in another direction. Although the force was not as strong as before, it could shoot into the wall, but when Ye Qingcheng controlled it to stop, Huan Chenyu The short stick had been pressed against his forehead, and then he returned to Huan Chenyu.
