(No System + No Transmigration + Not a Saint + Protagonist is Non-Human + Mostly in Female Form) (Note: The protagonist has no romance plotline, and this is not a mindless爽文!) (Rating reached 9 poi...
"A swordsman will use his will to slash at his enemy. Although the other person will not suffer any real damage, he will have the illusion that he is being slashed."
"Therefore, most people who know this trick use it to intimidate and interfere with others."
"Hehe, that's true, this trick is really effective at scaring people~"
Although Xinglan didn't quite understand, she was deeply shocked.
Sun Hai looked at Ye Yiqing, his curiosity growing stronger.
Liu Xiaogang, who was standing not far from the group, naturally heard their conversation.
Suddenly, he hesitated to continue fighting Ye Yiqing, since his ability to kill with his mind did indeed not cause much damage.
But it's disgusting enough.
What if he keeps attacking himself with his mind, and then suddenly he strikes him with a knife?
Besides, they all feel almost the same, and you might not even realize you've been attacked for a while.
Seeing that the other party was hesitant to attack, Ye Yiqing understood their concerns, smiled calmly, and put the knife down.
"Don't worry, I won't use that trick again."
"Besides, we've been fighting for quite a while now, so why don't we settle this with one move and each use our strongest move?"
Ye Yiqing raised the knife in his hand again and questioned Liu Xiaogang.
After thinking it over for a while, Liu Xiaogang finally nodded in agreement. He wasn't really in the mood for fighting anyway, and he wanted to see just how powerful Ye Yiqing's strongest move was.
The two men took a few steps closer to each other and gripped their weapons tightly.
Once he entered the attack range, Liu Xiaogang immediately gripped the end of the spear.
He gathered all his strength and swung it out with all his might.
Ye Yiqing also launched an attack instantly, swinging his knife at Liu Xiaogang with the speed of a blur.
Countless blades of light, like a blender, created a vast area of absolute attack in front of it.
Looking at the dense blades of light that could envelop him, Liu Xiaogang suddenly felt like a clown.