Watching Yan Feng scratch his neck in the middle of the field with a pained expression.
Chu Xiaoman asked curiously, "Wang Zheng, can you figure out what's going on? Is this smoke poisonous? Or is it that the smoke produced poisonous gas after being burned?"
Wang Zheng naturally understood the intricacies of the matter; in truth, it wasn't as mysterious as it seemed.
"Xiang Yan revealing his figure in the white mist was only the first step, an attempt to divert Yan Feng's attention. In fact, there was another layer of mist hidden on the ground extending towards him."
Because of Yan Feng's actions, I believe you have all noticed that the smoke was actually not very obvious, because Xiang Yan deliberately wanted Yan Feng to discover it.
Until Yan Feng jumped back, and a pillar of fire shot out from his feet, it was all within his calculations.
Afterwards, the mist that was hit by the pillar of fire dissipated. In fact, this was an illusion. From the fact that the mist could extinguish the sparks, we knew that the mist was not flammable. The dissipated mist was deliberately done by Xiang Yan to make people lower their guard.
Yan Feng had already consumed a lot of spiritual energy, and his body was weak and his senses were insufficient. The fire pillar under his feet consumed even more of his remaining spiritual energy, making him even weaker.
Moreover, he thought he had seen through Xiang Yan's scheme, and when his mind wavered, he revealed his weakness and fell into Xiang Yan's trap.
Everything before was Xiang Yan's plan. His real purpose was to make all the seemingly dissipating mist go down into Yan Feng's throat with his breath.
Then, as long as he can easily manipulate the condensation of mist, this will happen.
As Wang Zheng explained, the students around him nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
Upon hearing the referee's verdict, Xiang Yan snapped his fingers, and a small wisp of white mist flew out from Yan Feng's mouth, who was lying on the ground coughing and had his throat scratched raw. It swirled and went straight into Yan Feng's body.
Seeing this, everyone looked at Wang Zheng with admiration, but Chu Xiaoman's eyes were a little strange.
It's one thing for people to have such natural talents and abilities, to play tricks and have a lot of ulterior motives, but for Wang Zheng, a violent maniac, to be able to see through their thoughts at a glance shows that these guys are all equally dirty and no good.
'So, is Wang Zheng, this guy who spends all his time smashing people with a hammer and going head-to-head with alien beasts and strength-type awakened individuals, actually not just a simple brute force guy?'
A wave of shock washed over Chu Xiaoman. She stared at Wang Zheng in horror and involuntarily took two steps back.
Wang Zheng had no idea what she was up to again, so he just glanced at her twice and then ignored her.
At this moment, Wu Huan also spoke up and asked, "If that's the case, isn't this ability very dangerous? You could easily be controlled if you're not careful. Even if it doesn't block your throat, it could expand inside your body and attack your internal organs, and no one could resist that."
Wang Zheng replied with a smile: "It's not that simple. Think about it, if it were really that simple, why would he need to go through so many tricks? He could just wrap the person in white mist and then drill directly into their body."
It's obvious he can't do it.
Not only us Awakened Ones, but even ordinary people have some spiritual energy protecting them. Even without the white mist, if I were to directly release spiritual energy into your nose or mouth, would that spiritual energy be able to enter your body?
Wu Huan shook his head: "No, different people's spiritual energy is incompatible."
Wang Zheng nodded, leaned back a little, looking lazy, and then continued to explain.
"That's right, that's why Xiang Yan only launched his attack after Yan Feng's spiritual energy was almost depleted. If it were before the battle, it would be virtually impossible for his smoke to break through someone else's spiritual energy."
And have you noticed that in almost all of his matches he waits for his opponent to make the first move, then passively defends and waits for the opponent to attack first? Doesn't that mean his own offensive power is actually limited, so he always needs to deplete his opponent's spiritual energy first?
Wu Huan nodded thoughtfully, and Chu Xiaoman, having come to her senses, clapped excitedly.
"Wang Zheng, you're amazing! You analyzed this so thoroughly. You know so much! It seems like you're guaranteed to win the next game."
Wang Zheng smiled and patted her head, then turned to look at Mei Yiqi, who was still unconscious.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he smiled and said, "Of course it's a sure thing, and he has more than one weakness."
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