Starting as a prodigy wanting milk? A world-destroying deception in the opposite direction.

Shen Zhen had not used the Mind Ruler until now, and finally slowly raised his hand, seemingly casually drawing half a circle in front of him with the ruler.

An invisible wave spread out.

The dozens of sharp, dark blue blades took an eerie deflection when they approached within half a meter of him.

As if they had bumped into a slippery barrier, the objects grazed past his clothes and shot towards the wall behind him, leaving deep marks.

"What kind of method is this?!" Elvie was shocked.

She clearly felt that her blade's edge was not blocked or dispersed, but rather "pushed away" by some force just before it touched Shen Zhen.

Shen Zhen stepped forward at that moment.

This seemingly ordinary step was precisely timed to coincide with the moment when Elvie's old power had just dissipated and her new power had not yet been generated.

He didn't strike with the ruler in his hand, but held it horizontally in front of his chest. A layer of warm, jade-like white light emanated from the ruler, yet it also contained a sharp edge.

"He's going to fight head-on?" Razak's eyes widened.

Even he had to temporarily avoid Elvie's "Phantom Eye Blade Dance" attack.

Shen Zhen is only at the peak of the late stage of the first level, yet he dares to confront me head-on?

Despite her surprise, Elvie remained calm. She crossed her twin blades, the blades gleaming with a deep blue light, adding even more sharpness, and aimed directly at Shen Zhen's mouth!

This attack used eighty percent of her mental power, determined to break through Shen Zhen's strange defense in one fell swoop.

Ruler and blade, about to collide.

In that instant, Shen Zhen's figure suddenly blurred in Elvie's eyes.

No, it's not vague.

It's differentiation!

One, two, three... a total of seven figures identical to Shen Zhen suddenly dispersed in different directions from him.

Each figure held a Mind Ruler, from which white light emanated. Their aura, movements, expressions, and even the fluttering of their clothes were completely identical!

"This trick again?!" Gu Chengye exclaimed in a low voice.

Shen Zhen had used this move to kill the second-tier leader of the prison, and he was deeply impressed by it.

But when it is used now, it seems to be somewhat different.

The seven figures became even more solid, and the feeling of being unable to distinguish between reality and illusion became even stronger.

Elvie's pupils contracted sharply.

Her twin blades had pierced the chest of the figure at the front, but it felt like hitting rotten cotton, with no force whatsoever.

fake!

She immediately turned her blade to protect herself, and opened her mental energy to the fullest extent, trying to lock onto Shen's true form.

However, seven figures had already surrounded her from different angles, and the howling wind blocked all her escape routes.

What alarmed her even more was that the movement of these seven figures was not a straight line, but rather carried an elusive arc and twist, as if each step was on "spatial ripples," moving so fast that they left afterimages, yet remained silent.

"Which one is true?!"

Elvie made a split-second misjudgment.

The seven figures exuded almost identical auras, and even their mental energy fluctuations were indistinguishable from one another.

Her senses, which she was so proud of, seemed to have lost their effectiveness at this moment.

In a flash, she reacted instinctively, protecting her vital points. Her twin blades danced like a screen of light, and at the same time, the strange vortex of light in her eyes shone again!

"A glance back!"

This time, she held nothing back, pushing her innate secret technique to its limit.

Since we can't tell the difference, let's use indiscriminate mental attacks to force out the truth!

She didn't believe that Shen Zhen could be completely immune to her innate secret technique.

Even those who were merely observing felt a slight dizziness.

"Here we go again!" Zhao Huaijin was supported by Li Qingyan.

Gu Chengye's expression was solemn; he had personally experienced the horror of that gaze.

An invisible ripple of spiritual energy spread outwards.

The movements of the seven figures all froze simultaneously.

It's now!

Elvie was overjoyed and thrust her twin blades toward two figures whose auras were slightly fluctuating.

However, the blade missed its mark again!

The two figures burst like bubbles.

The sluggishness of the other five figures lasted for less than half a breath before they returned to normal, their attacks undiminished.

"How is this possible?!" Elvie was completely flustered.

Her "glance back" has never failed so completely.

Even if the opponent could withstand it, it would be impossible for them to recover in such a short time.

Unbeknownst to her, the moment she activated her secret technique, the space around Shen Zhen's body underwent another imperceptible distortion and ripple.

The vast majority of that invisible mental impact was deflected, dispersed, and weakened by this ripple, with only a fraction of it actually affecting his mental consciousness.

With his unwavering will, forged through the cycle of the stage illusion demon, the Green Mist Town, and the tempering of the "Despairing Power," he easily endured it.

And just as Elvie lost her composure and her moves became stale, she suddenly lost her focus.

One of the five figures suddenly withdrew the white light from the Mind Ruler, and the ruler gently touched the pulse point on her right wrist at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

A gentle yet extremely penetrating mental force penetrated through his body.

Elvie felt a numbness in her right arm, and her weapon almost slipped from her hand.

She was filled with shock and anger, and with a swift slash of her left blade, she retreated rapidly.

However, the figure followed her like a shadow, and with a change of technique, stuck to her left blade.

At the same time, four other figures surrounded her, and four Mind Rulers sealed off all her escape routes.

Elvie gritted her teeth and channeled all her psychic power, trying to break free from the entanglement.

She didn't believe Shen Zhen could maintain five such realistic phantom attacks simultaneously; there must be something real among them.

But the next moment, she realized with despair that although the attacks from the four surrounding figures had not yet reached her body, they each exerted a real sense of pressure. The one entangled in front of her had a dense web of ruler-like techniques and incredibly solid mental power.

Could it be... that it's all true?

This is impossible!

Just as her thoughts were in turmoil and her breath was slightly sluggish, the figure of Shen Zhen entangled before her suddenly swayed and switched places with a figure to her side.

The real killer move comes from the side and rear!

Elvie's hair stood on end; it was too late to defend herself.

The cold tip of the ruler gently pressed against her vital point in the back.

"You flatter me." Shen Zhen's calm voice came from behind him.

The other three figures vanished silently.

In the arena, only Shen Zhen's true form and Elvie, who stood frozen in place as his ruler tip pointed at her, remained.

The entire room fell silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

From the moment Elvie launched her Illusionary Eye Blade Dance to the moment Shen Zhen's ruler tip struck her back, only ten breaths had passed.

Most of the guests only saw flashes of white light and figures flying around before the outcome was decided.

Only a few people with keen eyesight, such as Hogner, Su Mingyuan, Ye Zhiqiu, and Yan Feng, could barely see the danger and ingenuity within.

"The interplay of reality and illusion, the mastery of rhythm... it's exquisite to the extreme." Ye Zhi Qiu took a light breath and whispered to Gu Cheng Ye beside him:

"He not only saw through Elvie's rhythm, but also completely disrupted it with his illusion."

That final position swap...it was simply divine skill.

Gu Chengye nodded silently, his palms slightly sweaty. He wondered to himself if he were to face Shen Zhen's fighting style, he would probably lose even faster.

The illusion was too real, the movement too unpredictable.

In particular, the opponent seemed to be able to greatly reduce the effect of "Looking Back", which completely overturned his understanding of combat against opponents of the same level.

Hogner's smile froze, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He knew Elvie's strength all too well; she was definitely one of the best among the younger generation of the Uche Royal Court, and she even had the trump card of the secret technique "A Glance Back".

However, when facing Shen Zhen, whose cultivation level was slightly lower and who did not seem to be known for his strength, he seemed to have no power to fight back and was suppressed from beginning to end.

Razak's mouth gaped open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

He was just thinking that if he were to go on stage, he might be able to break through Shen Zhen's illusion with brute force.

But now... he suddenly became uncertain.

He didn't even see Shen Zhen's ghostly position switch at the end!

Elvie had her back to Shen Zhen, her body trembling slightly.

It wasn't fear, but shock, resentment, and a... indescribable flutter of emotion.

She could feel the sharp, concentrated mental energy in her back; if the opponent released even a little force, she would be severely injured, if not killed.

"I... lost."

Her voice was hoarse as she slowly lowered the double blades in her hands.