The Hypnosis

"Sure enough, it's a Vengeful Spirit!"

Wu Ming sighed, then suddenly lunged forward and threw a punch!

Bam!

A wooden rack toppled over, and porcelain vases shattered across the floor. The girl's figure vanished.

"Even Steven's physical abilities have been recreated in the dream. It's incredibly realistic..."

He grinned. "It's been ages since I went all out!"

"Do you want to play hide-and-seek?"

The girl's voice rang out as her little hands seized Wu Ming's ankles.

"Rumble!"

Wu Ming twisted his foot. Like an iron plow cutting through the earth, it splintered the hard floorboards, but the little girl's hands turned intangible and vanished in an instant.

"Hee-hee!"

Her laughter rang out again and again. Her face, streaked with bloody tears, appeared in the mirror, on the wall, inside the ceiling light...

Bam!

Wu Ming's expression didn't change as he lashed out with fists and feet like the wind, tearing the room apart in moments.

"Hee-hee!"

The bells kept ringing, and the little girl's phantom reappeared, seeming completely unharmed.

"Whew..."

Wu Ming let out a long breath. "That was just the warm-up. Time to get serious..."

His eyes narrowed slightly. In his Sea of Consciousness, his Spirit Power blazed with light, instantly transforming into an invisible barrier that surged outward.

Rumble! Rumble!

Like a typhoon sweeping through, a tornado rampaged. An invisible yet astonishing force swept across everything before Wu Ming. Under the churning force of his Spirit Power, it shattered and broke apart, crumbling into dust until nothing remained.

The little girl shrieked and vanished in an instant.

"To deal with a Vengeful Spirit, Spirit Power really is the way to go..."

"But... my fists and kicks in the dream more or less followed the rules of reality, while the effects of Spirit Power were magnified..."

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