Xiao Tian noticed that Wangquan Zui and Deng Qiyue were both quite young and had only just met, indicating that the Mask Group had not yet been established at this time.
"This is interesting."
Thinking about how this guy Wangquan Baye, led the Mask Group and almost wiped out all the geniuses from the major families of the Yiqi Dao League Outside the Circle, Xiao Tian had an idea.
" Xiaomei, your mental Confusion is quite strong! However, it's still a bit weaker than the Silenced with a Word of my Heavenly Dao Palace."
Xiao Tian used his Ruyi Divine Ability to ascend to the Seventy-Two Transformations, transforming himself into a boy wearing Ultraman Tiga mask.
"Where did this kid come from? What Heavenly Dao Palace? I've never even heard of it in the Yiqi Dao League."
"Exactly, quite arrogant, even calling himself the Deva Path."
Wangquan Zui looked at Xiao Tian, her beautiful eyes lighting up at Xiao Tian's unusual attire.
"Hey bro from the Heavenly Dao Palace, where did you buy that wig? I need one too! My brother would look so cool in it!"
Wangquan Zui couldn't help but chuckle at the image of his older brother, Wangquan Baye, wearing Xiao Tian's Ultraman Tiga mask.
Xiao Tian was completely bewildered. What was going on?! This wasn't serious at all! Didn't they hear his earlier provocation? What did it have to do with the hood?!
"Beat me, and I'll tell you."
"Alright! It's a deal!" Wangquan Zui's eyes were eager to try; she was very skilled at comparing mental strength.
"Then I'll be the referee. When the count reaches one second, you can start attacking," said Deng Qiyue, the future Heaven-Moving Earth-Treasuring.
"Alright!" Xiao Tian naturally had no objections.
As Deng Qiyue's countdown was nearing its end, Wangquan Zui reminded him, "Brother with the hood, don't hold back. Don't be afraid of me just because I'm the daughter of the Wangquan Family, and don't pity me because of my unparalleled beauty."
Xiao Tian had a string of "MMP" (a vulgar expression) he wanted to say at that moment!
The butterfly effect of time travel is truly enormous! How come Wangquan Zui is even more narcissistic than him?
"One!" As Deng Qiyue's voice fell, Wangquan Zui quickly performed the same mental control technique he had used to greet Deng Qiyue earlier, similar to the Fox Thought Technique Confusion Technique.
"Ding! Automatic Immune Shield Mind Control Technique!"
Xiao Tian laughed, and couldn't help but raise his left hand, saying arrogantly, "Get down here, you little brat!"
With a thud and the young master's high-pitched scream, Wangquan Zui knelt down in front of the stunned onlookers.
"Miss!" The swordsman from the Wangquan Aristocratic Family's expression changed drastically.
"Clang!"
More than ten sword cultivators from the Wangquan Aristocratic Family drew their swords, pointing them at Xiao Tian.
"You evil sorcerer! What kind of wicked magic have you used?!"
"Stop! This is a battle of mental strength between me and the hooded brothers!" Although Wangquan Zui was furious that Xiao Tian had used his mental strength to force her to kneel, she was instinctively excited and happy to have met a worthy opponent in her area of expertise.
Finally, I have a rival!
"Watch me expose your tricks!"
But then Wangquan Zui!
No matter what mental techniques she used, she was unable to break free from her current state.
"So, want to learn?" Xiao Tian chuckled, like the wolf in sheep's clothing tempting Little Red.
"Damn it! I admit defeat! But I won't learn from you! What's your name? Next time, I'll definitely beat you!" Wangquan Zui said angrily.
"I am Xiao Yan, and I will never change my name or surname." Xiao Tian said, walking up to Wangquan Zui Wangquan Zui, grabbing his shoulder and pulling him up.
Once Word Spirit Curse is cast, it can only be dispelled by the caster themselves unless the spell expires. Since there are no words to dispel the spell, Xiao Tian had no choice but to do so as well.