Douluo: God-level cheat, invincible as soon as you get out of the mountain

The lounge was dimly lit, with only the surrounding space appearing slightly distorted.

He stood in front of Ding Yumin, his fingertips emitting no light, yet causing the surrounding space to hum softly.

He concentrated his mental energy and slowly spread his five fingers.

In an instant, the space inside the room began to tremble, an effect invisible to the naked eye.

Dean Xiao, who was watching this scene from a short distance away, could sense that countless spatial threads, finer than a hair, were flowing from Fu Ye's fingertips.

It is not chaotic, but rather follows a rhythm that transcends conventional magic diagrams, weaving itself together.

They are not laid out flat, but rather layered upon layered.

An invisible yet real spatial seal was continuously constructed around Ding Yumin's sea of ​​consciousness.

Every turn in this seal subtly echoes the rhythm of spatial compression and relaxation.

Each layer stacked on top of the other forms a buffer and filtering barrier.

It does not forcibly block the flow of spiritual energy, but rather utilizes the extension and folding characteristics of space itself.

The excessively surging, almost "overloaded" portion is cleverly guided into the seal, where its power is gradually reduced and calmed through endless detours and buffering, eventually returning to its original state.

The entire process was extremely quiet; Dean Xiao stood to the side, not daring to even breathe.

He was afraid that his actions would cause irreversible damage to Ding Yumin's fragile mental world.

Fu Ye precisely controlled the landing point of each spatial thread.

Finally, he clenched his fist.

A barely audible sound of space closing echoed through Ding Yumin's soul.

The invisible labyrinth was fully formed, perfectly nested within Ding Yumin's spiritual energy circulation system, as if it had always been there.

The fine lines of pain on Ding Yumin's face caused by mental overload quickly faded.

Instead, there is a long-lost ease and clarity, where mental energy is properly contained.

The unstable, overflowing emotional fluctuations surrounding her also became restrained and calm.

Fu Ye withdrew his hand, gently exhaled a breath of stale air, and a hint of smugness flashed in his eyes.

His seal is not permanent; rather, like the seal within Qin Yu'er's body, it acts as a precise regulating valve and buffer, requiring dynamic maintenance as Ding Yumin grows and her power changes.

This kind of spatial folding magic that affects the human body is probably something only he, an all-elemental mage, could do in this world.

Seven days later.

Fire Academy Challenge Week, Final Arena.

The heat from the raging flames almost ignited the air, and the stands were filled with a deafening roar.

Mo Fan, the male protagonist, stood at one end of the arena, his body still bearing the scorch marks and dust left from the previous fierce battle.

However, his eyes remained bright, and he grinned, exuding the arrogant aura that had swept across the land, as he looked at Ding Yumin who was slowly walking towards him.

Mo Fan flexed his wrists, flames flickering in his palms, his voice carrying his usual roguishness and confidence.

"Oh, the last round? I heard you're a mind-based student, coming to the Fire Academy to cause trouble? Little sister, my fists don't discriminate by department, so don't cry later. I'll take this first place!"

Ding Yumin wore a simple red combat uniform, which made her skin appear even whiter.

Her expression was calm, her glassy eyes showing no emotion whatsoever; she merely glanced at Mo Fan indifferently.

There was no tension or caution in his eyes, but rather a condescending look, as if he were looking at a noisy little kid.

Ding Yumin's voice was cold and emotionless.

"Noisy."

Mo Fan was taken aback, then laughed in exasperation.

"Ha! That's arrogant enough! Then let me show you what real violent flames are like!"

Quickly, Mo Fan made the first move, and the star map was instantly drawn.

"Fierce Fist - Earthly Fiend!" Dozens of violent fire snakes slithered across the ground, attacking Ding Yumin from all directions. The scorching heat waves caused the audience in the front row to involuntarily retreat.

This is Mo Fan's current signature aggressive opening move, and its power is astonishing.

However, Ding Yumin only slightly raised her eyes.

There were no twinkling stars, no chanting of spells.

Just as the nine pillars of fire were about to merge, an invisible and intangible mental magic suddenly entered Mo Fan's mental world.

"Uh!"

Mo Fan felt a sharp, piercing pain in his head, as if he had been struck by an invisible hammer.

There was a very slight pause in the control over "Fierce Fist - Earthly Fiend".

It was by that slight difference that Ding Yumin's figure moved.

Her speed wasn't particularly fast, but her movement was unpredictable and elusive, as if she could predict the gaps in the flames.

She did not directly confront the flames, but rather, like a butterfly flitting among flowers, she flashed through the almost non-existent gaps between dozens of fire snakes!

The flames grazed the hem of her clothes, but left not even a scorch mark.

Mo Fan's pupils contracted slightly, his initial disdain subsiding.

"Interesting! Look at this, Thunder Dance!"

The lightning star chart shone brightly, and frenzied lightning descended from the sky, covering a vast area.

At the same time, a faint crimson light appeared on Mo Fan's body, preparing to launch an even more intense attack.

Ding Yumin frowned almost imperceptibly. "It's meaningless."

This time, she didn't just dodge.

She stretched out her slender finger and pointed it in the air.

Intermediate-level Mind-based magic.

Soul-capturing and mind-controlling!

However, when she used it, it was not a simple control, but a direct mental shock to Mo Fan.

A condensed, almost tangible mental wave did not rush towards Mo Fan himself, but rather precisely struck the newly formed Thunder Star Chart and the node where the lightning element magic in the air was condensed.

"Om-!"

The purple lightning that was dancing wildly in the air suddenly twisted and dispersed in mid-air, its power greatly reduced and its landing point deviated!
While interfering with Lei Ting, Ding Yumin's figure had already approached like a ghost.

"His fire is too fierce, but his control is lacking. His lightning skills are decent, but his mental defense is weak. He relies on instinct and brute force in combat, and his techniques are crude. Compared to Lord Fu Ye's personal instruction over the past few days, he is worlds apart."

Thinking of Fu Ye, a look of heartfelt respect and longing flashed in her eyes.

She never imagined that the release of magic could be so precise!
Mo Fan was somewhat embarrassed as his killing moves were easily neutralized one after another.

"Don't underestimate me! Fierce Fist - Earthly Fiend! Thunderbolt - Yaksha! A dual-element combo, let's see how you dodge!"

He activated the fire and lightning elements in succession, the star map intertwined, and magic surged.

The arena instantly transformed into a purgatory of flames and thunder, its power terrifying beyond measure. This was the most powerful combination technique he could currently unleash.

A faint trace of weariness finally flashed across Ding Yumin's eyes.

"A boring attack."

Faced with this ferocious dual-system bombardment, she made a counterattack for the first time.

"Ripples of the Soul"

In an instant, every flickering flame, every raging bolt of lightning, and even the subtle fluctuations in Mo Fan's magical energy and the signs of his muscles straining, were clearly reflected in her eyes like high-definition images throughout the entire arena. (End of Chapter)