A Fake Trump Card Shouldn't Be Played Too Convincingly

That evening.

Qin Ming played both recordings together.

The first match.

The six breaths of Mountain-Suppressing Dragon Bamboo have been relieved.

The second match.

The seven-and-a-half-breath release.

After finishing reading, Yu Feng leaned back in his chair.

I think it's great.

Qin Ming asked, "Where is it good?"

"They don't know exactly how many minutes we'll take to dismantle it."

"Then?"

"Let's continue later."

Sit up straight, Yu Feng.

"Each performance lasts about eight breaths."

"Six breaths at a time."

"Seven breaths at a time."

"Occasionally it really does reach eight breaths."

They'll never guess right.

Osler nodded in agreement.

"That sounds fine."

Qin Ming offered no comment.

Just look at Li Man.

"And you?"

Li Man is currently combining the formations of Mountain-Suppressing Dragon Bamboo from the two matches.

There's a problem.

The Yu Feng turned its head.

Where?

"If we always perform around the eight-breath rhythm..."

"Those eight breaths are still the center."

Yu Feng frowned.

"What's the meaning?"

Li Man staggered the two images.

"The first time was a little over six breaths."

"The second seven and a half breaths."

"It looks different."

"But what if all future matches are deliberately varied within a five- to eight-breath timeframe?"

Others will find out something.

Dong Jian continued.

"We care a lot about how they perceive this time."

Li Man nodded.

"Right."

Yu Feng remained silent.

Qin Ming then said, "Pretending isn't a fixed act."

The more you want others to believe an answer...

"The easier it is to make movements regular."

"A truly reasonable capacity for transparency should, by its very nature, fluctuate."

He walked up to the tactics board.

It did not mention "eight breaths".

Only three words were written.

Public version.

"From now on."

"The public use of Mountain-Suppressing Dragon Bamboo · Sealed Spine has no fixed performance method."

"Five breaths it takes, then five breaths it takes."

"Seven breaths it takes, then seven breaths it takes."

"Use it if you don't have to."

"Displacement is also..."

"Sometimes it's just one step."

Sometimes I don't move.

Yu Feng asked, "Wouldn't it be easier to spot us hiding from the outside?"

Qin Ming shook his head.

They knew you would hide.

Which team in the Soul Master Tournament doesn't hold back?

"What I'm worried about is that people will figure it out from the way you hide it each time."

Dong Jian leaned against the table.

"That's why I'm not performing."

"Use it normally."

"Right."

Qin Ming said, "The public version itself is a complete and usable system."

Don't mistake it for a fake.

This made Dong Jian pause for a moment.

The Sealed Spine version was indeed designed to conceal the Dark Gold Spine Armor and the twelve-breath limit.

But it's not an empty shell.

There is no second load-bearing layer.

It can still remain stable for seven to eight breaths.

It can still complete one position adjustment.

It can still truly integrate the Yin-Yang Iron-Eating Beast and the Green Jade Dragon Bamboo.

It's just shorter than the full version.

Few does not mean fake.

Li Man put the drawing away.

"Then let's do it according to the needs of the competition."

"Um."

"If five breaths are enough, then five breaths."

"If it's not used at all, then it's not appropriate."

Dong Jian smiled.

"Finally, we don't have to count the numbers before each game."

Yu Feng said, "Weren't you two having a lot of fun counting in the first two rounds?"

Li Man looked at him.

"They're counting on the other side."

"You're counting too."

"I'm counting the load."

Yu Feng, shut up.

Before the meeting ended.

Ye Lingling kept Dong Jian behind.

These past few days have become a standard procedure.

Use it all at once after each fusion.

Check his memory.

Dong Jian was lying on a bench next to the training room.

"I feel fine."

Ye Lingling said, "You said the same thing last time."

Nothing happened last time.

"Then don't speak."

Dong Jian turned to look at Li Man.

"She's starting to look more and more like Teacher Qin."

Li Man sat beside her.

"Good."

Ye Lingling's Soul Power began from below her shoulder blades.

The first place.

The second place.

Continue downwards.

No bone fragments were visible in any of the nine locations.

But after the fifth place...

Her movements were noticeably slower.

Li Man immediately took note.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Lingling did not answer immediately.

She withdrew her Soul Power.

Recheck from the sixth point.

This time it was even slower.

Dong Jian stopped joking.

"Is there a problem?"

"It's not an injury."

Ye Lingling said.

"It was opened too quickly."

Dong Jian frowned.

"What's the meaning?"

Ye Lingling thought for a moment about how to explain.

"Before you activated the Dark Gold Spine Armor."

"The nine locations behind them are only partially connected."

It's only noticeable under high load.

"Things are different now."

She pressed it at the seventh spot.

"Soul Power originates from the waist."

"It will sort itself here."

"I didn't quote it."

"You haven't had your bones opened either."

"It knows where to go."

The training room fell silent.

Dong Jian quickly understood.

The Dark Gold Spine Armor is becoming more and more like a part of his body.

At the very beginning.

It is an imported bone.

It needs to be turned on proactively.

later.

The Dark Gold Vein Suppression) has developed a fixed habit of bearing weight.

Even now, the bone fragments are being kept.

The body also began to memorize those nine routes.

This is a good thing.

For actual combat...

Of course, that's a good thing.

The deeper the fusion between the Soul Bone and the host.

The faster the call, the better.

The more natural it is, the better.

That's where the problem lies.

Li Man asked, "Can it be suppressed?"

Ye Lingling looked at her.

"Able."

"Cost?"

"It will cause normal Soul Power circulation to take a detour."

Dong Jian said directly, "Then I won't press it."

Li Man did not refute.

Her question was simply to confirm the cost.

Ye Lingling nodded.

I also don't recommend betting.

"So that no one can tell there are nine dots."

"Forcibly channeling Soul Power from an unfavorable point."

"Prolonged exposure can actually cause injury."

Dong Jian sat up.

"So how do we hide it now?"

"Low load is no problem."

"Normal combat is no problem."

Ye Lingling said, "When we're really close to the upper limit of the Sealed Spine."

"Be careful not to let nine things look up at the same time."

Li Man immediately responded.

"I can remove the outer layer in advance."

"Remove some of the load."

Dong Jian asked, "What about your mental burden?"

"It's better than having your whole back exposed."

I'm asking yourself.

Li Man paused for a moment.

"I can calculate."

Dong Jian looked at her.

Don't follow my example.

When will I learn from you?

"I'll only reveal it when it's down to the last step."

Li Man glanced at him for two breaths.

"Do you remember?"

"I remember it very clearly."

This is something the two of them have rarely mentioned directly since the time they met at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Li Man didn't continue.

"Knew."

Ye Lingling stood in the middle.

Suddenly I felt like I shouldn't be here.

She withdrew her hand.

"The inspection is complete."

Dong Jian went down to the ground.

"In conclusion?"

"Good thing."

"That's troublesome too."

Ye Lingling said, "It's easier to store bone fragments than before."

"Because it listens to you more."

"It's even harder to hide body habits."

Because the body has begun to obey it.

Qin Ming wrote this sentence into the internal records for the following day.

The phrase "Dark Gold Spine Armor" did not appear.

Write only:

Under high loads, the load-bearing path on Dong Jian's back tends to become fixed.

Pay attention to the frequency of using the public version cap.

That noon.

A notification has been sent from the Spirit Hall's competition department.

Let's start from the next round.

Several key matches will have additional technical recorders.

Not a referee.

They also do not participate in the sentencing.

It primarily records the performance of special Martial Soul, rare Soul Skill, and Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Yu Feng held the notice.

"They're coming for us?"

Qin Ming said, "Not only."

"They were also in those games against Shrek, Godwind, and Thunderclap."

"Normal match record."

Li Man glanced at the last line again.

Technical recorder's seat.

It's right above the side of the playing platform.

They are very close.

It's easier to observe Soul Power fluctuations from the regular audience seats.

Dong Jian walked over.

"Worry?"

"A little."

"So, we don't need to fuse in the next round?"

Li Man looked up.

"What if we should use it?"

Dong Jian remained silent.

Li Man folded the notice neatly.

"Use it normally."

"Didn't we just say that?"

Don't try to hide it.

"Transform yourself into a different person."

Dong Jian smiled.

"Teacher Qin teaches very quickly."

That's what I thought all along.

"Who just asked if they could block off the passageway behind them?"

Li Man turned and left.

Dong Jian followed.

"I was just asking."

"Don't follow me."

There's only one road.

Their voices faded into the distance.

Qin Ming stood behind and did not call out to them.

On the field, a single move can actually be easy to conceal.

Getting used to it is even harder.

A fake trump card, deliberately played out too convincingly.

Sooner or later, people will see through the fakery.

Then don't act.

What's needed for the next game?

They use whatever they want.

Only the layer that cannot yet be given out.

It remains inside the body.

During the morning training session the next day, Qin Ming did not allow the two to truly integrate.

Only conduct command drills.

"The fifth breath; the path ahead has been opened."

Li Man replied, "Demolish."

"On the sixth breath, Ye Lingling was severed."

Dong Jian said, "Don't disassemble it, rotate it first."

"At the seventh and a half breath, the strain on his back began to lift, Yu Tianheng had already broken the formation."

Both of them said at the same time, "Demolish."

Qin Ming changed his conditions again.

"The third breath, the opponent has lost Control System."

Yu Feng chimed in from the side, "Then we should hold out until we're full and finish the fight while we have the chance!"

Li Man glanced at him.

"Why?"

Yu Feng was stunned.

Dong Jian said, "The third breath is enough to win; anything beyond the fourth breath is just unnecessary strain."

Qin Ming nodded.

"This is what I had you practice."

Don't mistake duration for performance.

"Extending one more breath with a fusion technique does not equate to gaining an extra breath."

He then took the hourglass away.

"From today onwards, we'll reduce our viewing of this during internal training."

You need to see what's happening on the field.

"It's not about how long you can hold on."

Li Man retrieved the last training bamboo section.

Dong Jian stretched his shoulders and back.

Neither of them asked again, "How many breaths should we practice today?"

Public records can have five, six, seven, or eight breaths.

Ultimately, only the game itself can determine when it ends.

In the next match, the technical recorder was seated closer to the playing platform.

They will see it more clearly.

They will also see the Imperial Fighting Team.

However, there's no guarantee that they'll be able to write it correctly after seeing it.