Both Sides Wounded

The duration of time in the mental world is completely different from that of real time.

Just as a dream can encompass a person's entire life, or it can cause one to encounter something terrifying and wake up in an instant, the length of time is not determined by how much time has passed in reality.

Even though they were still more than ten meters apart, Zhang Xuezhou didn't expect Pei Jing to stop and look at him intently.

A stationary person is very easy to lock onto, but once the person starts running wildly, the difficulty of accurately locking onto them increases dramatically.

Ultimately, locking onto an opponent using Law Power, mental power, or other methods is conditional; otherwise, there would be no need to extend the distance.

Zhang Xuezhou, Ren Anran, and others were able to lock onto their opponents and hit them with a single shot. This was because their opponents were locked onto from the moment they slowly stepped onto the field, and no matter how they ran or hid, it was useless.

However, if these opponents enter the arena in the fastest possible way and then leave Zhang Xuezhou and his team's sight in a short period of time, it will not be so easy to lock onto them.

Zhang Xuezhou stood atop the Shuiyun Pavilion, circling and staring at Pei Jing, but his attempts to lock onto him were unsuccessful. However, Zhang Xuezhou did not expect Pei Jing to come to him of his own accord, which prompted him to activate the intimidation and pressure brought by his Realm Technique in a short period of time.

With his Divine Ability Realm cultivation combined with the abilities of the sixth chapter of Mental Strengthening, Zhang Xuezhou could suppress almost 99% of the Sixth Sequence Holder.

Even someone like Zhang Qiaoen, who is in the Sixth Sequence, has to bear the influence of his power.

Zhang Xuezhou wasn't worried that his intimidation wouldn't affect Pei Jing, but the possibility of him defeating Pei Jing through psychological intimidation was extremely slim.

But Zhang Xuezhou didn't intend to defeat Pei Jing on his own; he simply created an opportunity for Song Fengying to escape and reunite.

Moreover, Zhou Rihui was constantly in pursuit from behind. If he could hold out for a little longer, he might be able to bring Zhou Rihui and Pei Jing together.

However, Zhang Xuezhou wasn't entirely confident that the mental battle would buy him time.

He channeled all his magical Law Power, the pale purple Law Power of which continuously washed over his body, while also channeling the power brought by the pressure of his realm.

The anticipated mental backlash arrived as expected. Zhang Xuezhou's mouth opened slightly, but he dared not relax his full-force suppression.

He looked down and saw a slender, sharp sword, so sharp it was chilling, slashing upwards.

A sensation as if his neck had been pierced surged through him, and Zhang Xuezhou's face inevitably turned ashen.

Even though he knew that the piercing sensation was a mental effect, the Sword-Ray that appeared in his eyes seemed to pierce his neck, a feeling that could easily make him feel fear and want to run away.

When a sharp object dazzles the eyes, even if you know it's a feint, your eyes will involuntarily close and lower. Overcoming this instinctive feeling is extremely difficult.

But Zhang Xuezhou knew very well that if Pei Jing felt fear and tried to back down, he would inevitably break free from the control and intimidation.

If Pei Jing were to understand mental counterattacks, he would only need a moment to be trapped in the opponent's mental world, thus being repeatedly pierced and killed by this sharp sword until his own mental imprint is erased and disappears.

The risk of a spiritual confrontation is extremely high. The reason why such a high risk rarely occurs in the other world is simple: the difference in realm brings an insurmountable gap. Everyone suppresses others by a distance of two realms, but in the face of an absolute difference in realm, few people have spiritual power pure enough to successfully resist.

Before Zhang Xuezhou stood a purely powerful sword.

If he had to choose a fitting term, Zhang Xuezhou would call it "sword intent."

Like Zhang Qiaoen's knife, Pei Jing's sword possesses a similar level of power.

This is the direction that Ren Yisheng has been researching. Ren Yisheng has always wanted to understand why Zhang Qiaoen and others, who have never practiced Mental Strengthening, can still have such a pure and powerful spirit that is so sharp and unstoppable.

This was not only something Ren Yisheng envied, but also something Zhang Xuezhou found enviable.

Zhang Qiaoen's sword intent and Pei Jing's sword intent are both sharp and unstoppable, while Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng's intimidating and suppressive abilities are more like an overwhelming pressure. Once this pressure is broken, the two will be put on the defensive, or even suffer a backlash.

If one could acquire similar sharpness and penetrability in their mental abilities, it would undoubtedly greatly enhance the mental suppression capabilities of the group, and even enable them to overcome the strong with the weak, rather than just a few special cases like Zhang Xuezhou and others.

"Town!"

Zhang Xuezhou gave a low shout.

As the full force of the attack relentlessly pressed down, he felt a throbbing in his head, and his nose was the first to succumb to the pressure, causing blood to flow from his nose like water.

A flash of red appeared in Zhang Xuezhou's eyes.

As he gazed down at Pei Jing, he felt as if he were gazing into an abyss, and the flames of that abyss burned brightly around him.

"It backfired!"

Zhang Xuezhou felt terrible.

But vaguely, he saw that Pei Jing's heart-stopping sword was also trembling, and even began to reveal Pei Jing's figure.

He was suffering the backlash, and Pei Jing's sword intent was also collapsing.

A full-scale battle would result in both sides suffering heavy losses.

The result was neither good nor bad. It was not good because Zhang Xuezhou found it difficult to control Pei Jing, but it was not bad because the result was better than Zhang Xuezhou had imagined. This mental battle was much stronger than the one he had with Zhang Qiaoen.

Ah~

Pei Jing clutched his head and cried out, his body convulsing as if he had been electrocuted.

His feet, which had been firmly planted on the edge of the eaves, became unsteady, and after a few stumbles, he fell to the ground.

Zhang Xuezhou felt dizzy and his vision blurred. When he saw Pei Jing's body falling and crashing against the eaves of Shuiyun Pavilion, he couldn't help but curse under his breath.

May you fall and die, you little bastard!

He cursed under his breath, but his legs suddenly went weak.

When the wind and waves from the top of Shuiyun Pavilion blew him away, Zhang Xuezhou also felt his feet sink into the air.

He was horrified when he realized that the person had already tumbled and fallen.

"Soaring... soaring through the clouds..."

Zhang Xuezhou's hands trembled weakly several times; the mental pain and surging Law Power brought on by the backlash caused him to fail repeatedly in his Zhang Xuezhou.

"Shelter from the wind!"

If Zhang Xuezhou had any first aid techniques left, the only one he could slightly rely on was the Wind Avoidance Instruction, but the Wind Avoidance Instruction he would not die from a fall from a great height.

In the past, the emperors and empresses of the Kunlun Sacred Land had equipped Zhang Xuezhou Zhang Xuezhou Heavenly Robe to prevent him from falling to his death, ensuring that he would not be injured upon landing.

He flailed his arms weakly a few times, unable to stop his fall.

His body tumbled and fell repeatedly over the upturned eaves of Shuiyun Pavilion, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that he could not control his body at all.

When he fell and hit the slightly warm body, he heard a low curse. Only then did Zhang Xuezhou realize that he had hit Pei Jing, who might have regained his balance, and knocked him down again.

With Pei Jing's intervention, Zhang Xuezhou's body was somewhat cushioned.

He no longer hoped that Technique Method or martial arts would play any role, but instead reached out and grabbed wildly, trying to grab onto something to steady himself.

As he tumbled and fell again, Zhang Xuezhou felt his right hand, which had been grabbing wildly, tighten. His body then fell heavily and was pulled up again.

Through his blurred vision, Zhang Xuezhou could only see a familiar noose around his right hand.

Accompanied by the sound of glazed tiles shattering underfoot, Zhou Rihui also rushed over from behind, cursing.

Only then did Zhang Xuezhou regain his composure after his devastating loss.