Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 520: Deep Thinking

"Song Shi went in."

"Oh, they are probably chatting. I can't hear anything for the moment."

"Good! We're finally done talking! I smell psychic energy!"

Awa Aoi squatted at the door, swinging his huge dragon tail back and forth, making the floor crackle.

The middle-aged man in black armor couldn't help but cough: "You"

"Don't tell me you're not curious."

Awa Aoi turned her head and said, "If you didn't want to see it, you would have left long ago."

The middle-aged man could only keep silent.

The steel door leading directly into the dome was indeed closed, but Awa Ain's "seeing" was naturally not with his eyes. As the fifth ring of [Transcendence], his perception was enough to depict the general scene inside through the door.

“It’s officially time to start!”

"Wow, what a fierce psychic flame. Is its quality so high? It is unstoppable when it spreads across the field. It's a pity that it will suffer a heavy loss."

Awa Aoi sighed repeatedly.

"It's hard to say if I can do anything else, but how can I win against Siniti in terms of momentum?"

"Sure enough, it's here! Heaven's Victory! Oh, it really reminds me of those old days."

The half-dragon was shouting and chattering.

"Changed the Dharmakāya? That's quite decisive. But he was suppressed again."

"No, Siniti is still better in martial arts. Tsk, Siniti managed to push back such a fierce attack."

".He's adapting."

A deep voice interrupted.

Awa Aoi turned around and saw that the man had put on his helmet again and was fully armored, but his expression could not be seen.

"Song Shi is adapting little by little. Have you noticed? His Majesty's attack is not so suffocating to him."

"I know." Awa Aoi's expression became more serious. "But it's not enough. You know how long the distance is between adapting, improving, catching up, and even surpassing."

As he was speaking, Awa Aoi's tone suddenly changed.

"Siniti is getting serious!"

"Your Majesty, you are now interested."

"Wow!" Awa Aoi closed her eyes and opened them after a few seconds: "It's horrible."

"Song Shi still has the strength to fight." The concentrating man calmly pointed this out: "He has survived and is still looking for a chance to fight back."

"What a good move!"

Awa Aoi's interest grew higher and higher, and he praised highly: "Bad Tribulation and Chong Xiao can be used to this extent. Ninety-nine percent of the so-called strong men will be defeated."

"But Your Majesty is a strong man beyond the category of 'strong man'."

"It's not over yet, keep watching!"

Almost at the same time, on the other side far away.

The man who was explaining to Wang Chenlie and He Xian what to do after his departure suddenly stopped. He raised his head and after a few seconds, looked towards the south.

"Generalissimo?"

"The God has taken action." said the man.

"Um?!"

A female voice. "It's 'Victory'." The man stood with his hands behind his back, as if carefully evaluating her: "Well, her level is not high, and she doesn't mean to hide it. Is she testing her hand?"

After a few more breaths, the man nodded: "I know, it's Song Shi."

"what?!"

Male voice.

What was happening over there was too far away for the parties involved to know, at least that was the case for Song Shi. He could not hear the shouts of the half-dragons or the comments of the men. In the young man's eyes, there was only the outline of the front.

The "self-immolation" has begun.

A steady stream of new power is pouring into Song's consciousness, and the blessing from the [sun] hanging high in the sky makes the "self-immolation" reach an unprecedented level.

——"Self-immolation" is to burn oneself out in exchange for the dazzling flames of firewood burning in one breath.

——【Sunlight】will constantly ignite the holder, causing the strength of his psychic energy to "heat up" continuously, burning the enemy or himself.

The two blessings of similar nature spiraled together, and from the collision between them, an even more severe load burst out.

And power.

But Song Shi had no time to take care of it.

[Disaster Flame] must be driven by hatred and murderous intent. He allowed it to rage wildly, the dark flames intensified and soared wildly, just to exchange for the killing power that could destroy anything.

Black flames pierced the earth.

This time, the main target is Song Shi!

"Vicious, angry." Isidore swept the axe with a skillful and concise method, holding a huge force in one body: "This is the psychic skill you created. I like it."

With a loud explosion, the halberd, which had been as immovable as a towering mountain, showed signs of retreating for the first time. Dragging the shocking black flames, the heavy killer, with the killing power pushed to the extreme, pressed Isidore head-on.

The two sides no longer use the sound of air vibrations to convey information, but the spiritual connection and words are directly imprinted into each other's hearts.

No reply.

Song Shi must invest every bit of his mental strength to mobilize everything to perform his moves. "Self-immolation" has a load, [Heavenly Sun] has a load, and [Disaster Flame]'s violent killing intent also has a load.

In the worst case scenario, psychics will become pure monsters driven by "murderous intent", losing their self-identity and only knowing how to kill.

The psychic skills were intertwined and the terrifying load brought about even more terrifying power.

No longer a trick, no longer a maneuver, no longer a risky move, the flames of disaster that ravaged the world swirled wildly, and now, Song Shi had absolutely suppressed Isidore! Every second was dozens or even hundreds of collisions, with Chongshi and Yueji clashing, suppressing the latter again and again.

Offensive and defensive castling.

But it's not enough.

——It’s still not enough!
At first, Isidore could suppress me but couldn't defeat me. So now, even if I suppressed the opponent, how could I expect to win like this!
The towering mountains collapsed bit by bit, and broken rocks and sand fell off. What appeared in Song Shi's perception was an unshakable and indestructible diamond rock without the outer shell of the mountain.

This final shackle seemed to be stronger than all the previous ones, and the distance between them was so close, but it seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

Can't get in.

Song Shi felt as if he had separated into two beings, his instincts and body were operating, and the black flames leaped as if they had life, flowing through his body. Within thousandths and hundredths of a second, along with the roar of the sharp blade, he struggled to climb towards the chasm ahead.

Song Shi thought that he should not be distracted, but his consciousness was out of control and drifted away inexplicably. He took a breath and thought quietly for a breath, and found that he had been distracted for a long time.

In the fierce battle till now, I have already used all my skills and changed my fighting style by dozens of times. I have used the smelting technique, the flames of disaster to attack the mind, the dangerous moves of Chongxiao, and even the violent head-on attack. But now, if the local confrontation can still be called a win or loss, then the overall situation of the battle is gradually slipping into a downward trend.

Yes, with the blessing of "Self-Immolation", he was getting stronger every moment, and his spiritual energy was becoming more violent, but even the most rampant burning would eventually end, and Song Shi could feel that his limit was approaching. The top of the mountain was approaching.

Once you pass that peak, your condition will decline.

——How can we win?

(End of this chapter)