Versatile Mage: The Road to Invincibility

Chapter 111 Psychic Discussion

Seeing that Ding Yumian's mood fluctuated greatly, Ling Tianyu decided to change the topic.

"Classmate Ding Yumian, do you have anything to do with vampires? After spending this time together, I can confirm that you are definitely not a dark creature like a vampire." Ling Tianyu asked curiously. This matter has troubled him for a long time. The original book tells It's just some random information.

Ding Yumian smiled and explained using the voice of the soul, "Vampires need to use special blood map rituals to transform, and most of their targets are talented mages like me. In order to get rid of it once and for all, with Dean Xiao's acquiescence, I directly used the psychic system It distorted the leader’s cognition and tampered with the memory, making him mistakenly believe that he was a special descendant of a certain blood clan.”

"Hiss~" Ling Tianyu was horrified. The leaders of the vampires in the Demon City are all commander-level beings. In addition, vampires are also creatures whose main specialty is mental power. Even Ding Yumian can tamper with memories. He is worthy of being a psychic system patient. Disaster.

Ling Tianyu was thankful that Ding Yumian was kind-hearted, otherwise it would have been a disaster...

Just at this time, the train arrived at the station. The two stopped chatting and got on the train with their luggage.

The train is very fast, and Lanyang City is far from the capital city, so it can be reached in about half an hour.

The two of them were seated next to each other, and Ling Tianyu could even smell the faint fragrance coming from Ding Yumian.

"Do you have any unique insights into the psychic system?"

Ling Tianyu asked.

"How to use the psychic system? In fact, I don't know more than you. After all, I focus most of my energy on controlling the psychic system. When I encounter enemies, I can directly use the psychic tide to solve them."

"Uh... it's simple and crude, but it's really effective." Ling Tianyu choked, thinking about it, it was indeed the case.

"However, psychic means are indeed necessary. If I use the psychic system with all my strength, I will easily lose control. By mastering some skills, I can use less mental power to achieve the same effect, and the risk will be reduced."

Ding Yumian held her chin with her left hand and said.

"We should be able to discuss inspirations and learn from each other."

"Then I have an idea, which is to use the soul as a guide to condense the mental power into a long sword and quietly crush the sea of ​​​​spirits." Ling Tianyu said through the voice.

"That's a good idea. I'll give it a try." Ding Yumian closed his eyes, concentrated and tempered his thoughts. After about a minute, he opened his eyes, and his mind flashed.

"It's done!"

Ding Yumian raised the corners of his mouth and said with a bit of showoff.

"Is this enough?" Ling Tianyu was speechless. He had been fumbling for a long time and worked hard for half a month to barely construct the prototype of the soul sword. The result was not as good as Ding Yumian for one minute?

Comparing people to each other is so annoying!

Ding Yumian noticed Ling Tianyu's mental fluctuations and felt a little proud. It was impossible for her not to be a little dissatisfied when she was defeated by Ling Tianyu before, but now she can win back a victory!

"You attack my spiritual sea with the sword of the soul. To be on the safe side, use the [First Realm] spiritual power." Ling Tianyu suggested.

"Well, let me try..." Ding Yumian understood, and controlled the spiritual sword to stab Ling Tianyu's soul heart.

"Wall of the Soul!" An invisible and immaterial mental force condensed into a protective wall, and then collided with and entangled with the spiritual sword released by Ding Yumian, and strange mental fluctuations spread like ripples.

"Buzz!"

"Kacha!"

Soon in this decisive battle between spear and shield, the winner emerged.

Spider-web-like cracks began to appear on the sharp tip of the spiritual sword, and then it quickly disintegrated, shattering into spiritual fragments that gathered into a mysterious spiritual power.

"The power is good!" Ling Tianyu has personally experienced the power of the spiritual sword. Even though he cannot challenge higher-level experts, with the same level of spiritual power, the power can be said to be invincible.

"Indeed!" Ding Yumian also felt the same and added, "But this kind of spiritual skill has higher requirements for mages. The better the level of condensation, the stronger the power. Even in the later stages, when the opponent is not prepared, you can use [Chapter 1] The mental power of the first level] broke through the spiritual sea of ​​the [third level] mage and severely damaged him."

"I'm thinking that since this mental power can be condensed into a sword, it might be a good idea to broaden our thinking and turn the mental power into various weapons, such as spears, arrows and even flying needles." Ling Tianyu explained.

"The main use of the sword is its powerful killing power. For the rest, I prefer the mind needle. It is small and elusive. If you don't have strong mental power, you may not be able to detect it, and you will lose the ability to resist inexplicably."

Ding Yumian's beautiful eyes lit up, and after a little thought, she put forward her own point of view with great interest.

"Would you like to try again?"

"Okay, but I'll try to condense it myself first." After Ling Tianyu said that, he concentrated on manipulating the power of his mind to condense it into roots...

"Is this an iron pestle?" Ling Tianyu looked at the stick-shaped object suspended above the spiritual sea with a strange expression.

Continuing to compress, Ling Tianyu felt a powerful black repulsive force, making it difficult for him to make any further progress.

"It's difficult!" Ling Tianyu lamented. Sure enough, his spiritual cultivation was still too poor. Making a crude spiritual sword was the limit. To form a needle-like weapon, he still had to go a long way, which required a minimum of mental strength. Only when one reaches the realm of strength can one achieve the point where an iron pestle can be ground into a needle.

"Failed?" Ding Yumian noticed Ling Tianyu's disappointed look and comforted him, "It's okay. Just keep practicing. Your spiritual talent is not bad either."

"Ding Yumian, do you still remember your psychic power going berserk during the Beast Fighting Competition? My mental power broke through under the pressure. I guess your psychic pressure may have promoted the growth of my mental power." Ling Tianyu was not disappointed for long. , my mind quickly became active again.

"Oh? I don't know, but your idea is too dangerous. If you can't stand it, the best case scenario will be soul damage, and the worst case scenario will be total annihilation." Ding Yumian kindly reminded her, but she couldn't help but feel scared. That situation was too dangerous. , if Ling Tianyu's mental power was not stronger than ordinary people, I'm afraid...

"Since you can't control your psychic power, you should practice frequently to try to digest your psychic talent as soon as possible and transform it into a power you can control." Ling Tianyu continued to persuade.

"You control the mental pressure to exercise my mental strength, and at the same time gradually control the disaster victim level talent, a win-win situation."

Ding Yumian was silent, her brows furrowed. There were only two choices before her, either to be as submissive as before, living like a puppet without any emotion, or to take the initiative and take risks to control her mental power.

Ling Tianyu did not urge her and looked at her quietly. After all, she needed to determine the target of this thing herself, and no one else could interfere.

"Well, let's talk about it after we get back from Lanyang City." Ding Yumian took a long breath, seeming to break some kind of spiritual barrier, and said with great energy.

(End of this chapter)