It's all about inspiration
[Question 4: Defeat…You…Yourself…]
"A thousand feet of light!"
Before the question was finished, the moves were already rushing to meet Xi Zhou.
Xi Zhou was a little slow to react, and a section of his hair broke immediately, with drops of blood dripping from his ear bone.
A few tears immediately appeared between her brows, and she frowned and threw the bullet out with her backhand.
The opponent opened a protective shield, blocking all attacks from outside. Not even a puff of smoke or dust floated inside.
It seems that his strength is obviously higher than hers? Xi Zhou wondered, while releasing lightning faster.
The opponent shook his staff lightly, and the powerful thunder immediately changed direction.
Xi Zhou:!!!
Xi Zhou estimated that the protective shield he opened would not be able to protect himself from the thunder, so he simply teleported himself behind his opponent.
She really had a tacit understanding with Xi Zhou. Before she raised her hand, she turned around with a faint smile on her face. The two identical staffs collided with each other, making a loud noise.
No, how can we play against each other with such tacit understanding?
Even if I win, will I still have the strength to maintain the illusion?
Yan Ning felt something was wrong and always felt that a head-on confrontation was not a good idea.
I must have missed something special, or... this "self" just doesn't have enough endurance.
Xi Zhou thought and thought while fighting, trying to do two things at once, so he was at a disadvantage.
Faced with the sudden powerful move, Xi Zhou could only mobilize all his strength to resist. As a result, a piece of ground suddenly collapsed under his feet and he was tripped and fell to the ground.
Is it because there is less spiritual power injected into the illusion?
Xi Zhou moved himself far away with a teleportation, and an idea gradually emerged in his mind.
Since this "self" is also part of the illusion, is it possible to make it collapse by adjusting the spiritual power that maintains the illusion?
As she thought about this, she began to try to control the flow of her spiritual energy, attacking from the smallest details...
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"I see!" Heshun applauded Xi Zhou. "So the stronger one's abilities, the more stable the illusion, and the more confident one will be in facing oneself."
Even though the people inside couldn't hear him, he still diligently encouraged others to cheer for the two people in the class.
Hua Shaoqing took another look at the other opponents' current situations and said, "This solution shouldn't be easy to succeed."
"That's right, can Xi Zhou in our class be the same?" Heshun was proud as if he was the one fighting inside.
"When Xi Zhou and Jing Hong come out, we must have a celebration party!"
It’s an honor to think that a group of students who have been in school for less than a year can rank among the top few by competing with the indigenous secondary school.
Heshun thought that if they had not met Hua Shaoqing in the top three, they would definitely have stayed safely in the top three.
After a few minutes of complacency, he was patted on the shoulder, neither lightly nor heavily, and said, "Be careful not to be arrogant or impatient, and don't worry about your appearance."
Heshun shuddered and immediately straightened his attitude, "Teacher, I know."
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Xi Zhou tried several times and the results were quite successful. Her opponent instantly disappeared in her eyes.
She was sweating profusely and sat down on the ground, gasping for breath to rest.
I guess this question will continue for a long time.
Unfortunately, this illusion, perhaps because of the second question, my spiritual power could not be restored, and I could only watch it disappear.
She sighed, wishing she could hold on longer.
That’s why they say the league is the league. It’s much more tiring than those minor exams.
Xi Zhou thought, if he returned to the Galaxy in the future, everyone would have to add such a hard compulsory course to their nine-year compulsory education. It would really be...
It's very satisfying.
All the hard work studying abroad was not in vain.
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally heard the next question. Although it was difficult, it didn’t seem too challenging. It could be considered a smooth answer.
Until the ninth question, the voice suddenly stopped in the middle of the broadcast, and then there was no sound. It was so quiet that people couldn't help but shiver.
Xi Zhou was extremely patient, waiting and waiting, but there was still no response. However, the illusion devoured his spiritual power more and more rapidly, and a small inch of the world began to collapse.
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"It's over, it's over. Why is the illusion out of control?!" Several principals were also very anxious.
"What should we do? If those kids can't hold on and get out, it will be the end of them."
"There haven't been any accidents in years. What's going on?"
"What are you still standing there for? Call the police! Get help!" The principals and teachers were busy discussing solutions, but they were furious when they saw the students standing there stupidly, like they were standing at attention during military training.
"Call the police...what's the phone number? Who should we call?" The children's faces were filled with hesitation and helplessness, which made people furious just by looking at them.
Fortunately, there were still some reliable students who called a group of people over.
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Xi Zhou felt that he could no longer sit there and wait for death, and the bad premonition in his heart became more and more intense.
She stood up and turned around to see a tall and handsome girl coming out of the illusion.
"Who are you……"
"I'm Luo Lang, from the Human Academy. You look unfamiliar, so you must be from Wanhe Academy, right?"
Xi Zhou nodded, "My name is Xi Zhou."
"Oh, you." Luo Lang suddenly realized, "I know you. You are Teacher Jingyu's student, the legendary international student."
Xi Zhou was stunned for a moment: Legend...?
After briefly introducing themselves, the two men said, "Our current situation must be either the illusion going out of control, or it's pretending to be out of control so that we can save ourselves. You're an international student, so you probably don't understand this, right?"
Xi Zhou nodded, a glimmer of hope ignited, and asked her if she had any relevant experience. In the end, not surprisingly, the answer was no.
"But if we are together, we can save a certain amount of spiritual energy."
Luo Lang nodded. "That's why it's best to gather the remaining people together. There's strength in numbers."
"How do I cross the illusion and go to someone else's place?" Xi Zhou asked humbly.
"Based on my feeling."
Xi Zhou: “?”
Luo Lang said embarrassedly, "I don't know. I just had a sudden feeling, and then I came to you."
Okay, that's fine.
Xi Zhou also wanted to find some inspiration, and guessed that Jing Hong should still be in the illusion, so he closed his eyes and tried to feel his breath.
At least we know each other, so it should be the easiest to meet.
Suddenly, I vaguely felt that the elements on the right side became weaker.
Xi Zhou suddenly opened his eyes, and scratched down with his long nails, actually tearing a deep crack in the illusion.
On the other side of the crack was Jing Hong.
Luo Lang was also surprised: "Your sense... is quite impressive."
"Why don't you tear a few more slits on the side? Will you be able to get out after a few tears?"
Xi Zhou hummed, "It can't be that easy. Subconsciously I feel that it's not possible." And my fingernails hurt a little bit... Xi Zhou regretted why he suddenly scratched it with his fingernails. If he used a light blade or something, it would definitely be much better.
"Anyway, the situation is pretty good now. We have triple the strength, and..."
Luo Lang saw clearly that this familiar-looking demon was also Jingyu's foreign student, whom he had met at night, so he could only say silently, "There are three times more chances to make mistakes."
"Isn't that exciting?"
Xi Zhou smiled in cooperation.
She thought for a moment and asked Luo Lang, "Do you know the principles behind constructing an illusion? Or can we carve a formation ourselves to escape?"
Luo Lang replied, "Follow your heart and follow your desires. When it comes to spiritual arts, resonance with the elements is the key; specific rules are merely supplementary."
Why did these first eight words sound so familiar? Xi Zhou swore she had heard them somewhere before.
But that's not the point.
Xi Zhou forced a smile and asked cautiously, "So, since we can't access the internet and don't have textbooks, we can only rely on inspiration like we did just now, right?"
This is too unscientific.
Xi Zhou felt that his life was a bit bitter.
But this life shouldn’t be as bitter as coffee, maybe, probably... ?
"It's okay, the three of us won't die." Jing Hong thought for a moment and corrected himself, "At least I won't die as I predicted."
"What else did you predict?" Xi Zhou asked hopefully.
"...Look for inspiration," Jing Hong said. "Prophecies are ultimately imaginary, and hard work is the real thing."
So the three of them sat cross-legged on the ground and began to look for inspiration in a very practical and mysterious way.
“…all of them are called mysterious, and the more mysterious, the more mysterious, the door to all wonders.” (1)
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"Great! Prince Luo Zhaoyu is here! We are saved!"
Everyone looked at the person in front of them and tears instantly filled their eyes.
Although there are only three people in the illusion, if they really die in it, it will probably be a big mark in the principal's career.
Oh, and we also have to negotiate with two friendly continents about why their people died.
Now it’s okay, with her around, what could go wrong?
The principals waited for Luo Zhaoyu to make a move, waiting for a second, a minute, ten minutes...
Principals:?
What is His Highness doing? Why is he standing there motionless? Is he preparing some complicated spiritual technique?
Their Highness finally spoke amidst the bewildered gazes of the crowd, "They are fine."
Oh, so what?
Just ignore it if nothing happens?
Do we have to wait until the kids are busy before we start?
The principals were furious, but didn't dare show it. The students, on the other hand, were quite relaxed, feeling that since His Majesty had come, it must be a sure thing. What was there to worry about?
——Of course, the carefree students do not include the eight students in the special class.
It would be too tragic if Xi Zhou died in a foreign land and his body was not found.
The eight children were extremely anxious. If Jingyu hadn't held them down, they would have rushed into the illusion to save people without hesitation.
"I hope Xi Zhou and Jing Hong have good luck. Any god who can bless them is a good god." Heshun clasped his hands together and made a pious wish.
The pragmatic Hua Shaoqing said nothing and just kept casting lucky spells.
"Oh, you care about me so much."
The laughter fell into the ears of eight people.
They watched Xi Zhou lead Luo Lang and Jing Hong to appear among them out of thin air, and tilted his head to reveal just the right smile.
"Xizhu! Jinghong!"
The classmates exclaimed, and the person reflected in their eyes went limp and fell straight down.
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