As Xu Yangshan left, the white hormone-stimulating mist around the road gradually dispersed.
"Senior, are you all right?"
"Cough... I'm fine." Senior Zhen Zhen shook her head and looked at Yu Jing in amazement. "You actually managed to withstand Xu Yangshan's demonic technique head-on? How did you do it? This kind of spiritual attack directly affects the soul and cerebral region. In theory, unless someone specializes in mental power and is stronger than Xu Yangshan, they would be affected to some extent."
Yu Jing smiled faintly. "Before the competition, I specifically prepared for my weaknesses."
Yu Jing continued, "It was actually extremely dangerous. Although that senior was a little disgusting, his methods were truly formidable. If Commissioner Ruan hadn't supervised and guided me, allowing me to obtain pure Deep Sea Chaos before the competition and granting my soul the protection of Deep Sea Cthulhu... I would have had no way to resist that point-blank mental control just now."
"Besides, that disciple from the Physical Training Academy wasn't in good physical condition. Otherwise, I couldn't have sent him flying with a single kick so easily... I estimate that after Xu Yangshan lost to the Fifth Seat, he absorbed the other party's physical strength to restore his own body. Otherwise, this battle wouldn't have been so simple."
Zhen Zhen did not care about all of Yu Jing's explanations.
A woman's thoughts were different from a man's, and so was what she paid attention to.
When Yu Jing had suddenly stepped in front of Zhen Zhen just now, that sense of absolute reliability was exactly what she yearned for.
Unlike strong women such as Zhan Ling and Ling Youna, Senior Zhen Zhen, who had come from a support-oriented background, had never possessed the lofty ambition of holding up the sky alone.
Because of