MM Racing Chapter 287: The Illusionist's Fighting Style
Chapter 287: The Illusionist's Fighting Style
"Who knows."
Without answering the old man's question, Meng Yiran looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of her, frowning, and secretly shocked in her heart.
This was the first time she saw someone enter the manor so secretly under the eyes of Gu You, Tang San and Xiao Wu, and sit at the same table with everyone.
No one even knew when he came in and how long he stayed here.
Meng Yiran's answer did not anger the old man, but the old man seemed quite satisfied. He nodded, "It's good to be wary of unfamiliar people."
"But it won't be necessary in the future."
"What do you mean?"
"From now on, you are my direct disciple. You don't have to be wary of me, your master."
The tone of the old man's words was too natural. With an invisible wave released from him, the people who heard it felt that this sentence was like a truth, a truth similar to the sun rising in the east and setting in the west.
".Who are you? I don't want a teacher who hides his true identity."
After a moment of silence, the invisible fluctuations on the old man's body seemed to have little effect on Meng Yiran, so she directly asked the question she was most concerned about.
Seeing that Meng Yiran did not bow down, the old man showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The surprise only lasted for a short moment, and was soon replaced by a more satisfied look.
"Great, after spending so many years, I finally found the most suitable disciple."
The old man smiled like a chrysanthemum blooming in the withering. He said his name in an obviously unskilled and friendly tone: "My name is Shi Nian, a level 72 all-round control system soul saint."
"Shi Nian?! You are Shi Nian?!" Seeing that the old man in front of him actually claimed to be Shi Nian, Meng Yiran was shocked, and his already depressed heart sank directly to the bottom of the valley.
Seeing Meng Yiran's face suddenly change, Shi Nian asked curiously, "Do you know me?"
Possessing an extremely strange, tangible and intangible special martial soul Canmeng, Shi Nian is confident that his strength is not weaker than any other soul saint.
However, just like an actor's fame does not necessarily depend on his acting skills, and a singer's fame does not necessarily depend on his works. Soul masters' fame does not necessarily depend on their own strength.
Due to the special nature of the martial soul, Shi Nian's battles are often silent and without much movement. Usually, the battle ends without anyone knowing, leaving behind a corpse with a tragic death.
So, he has never done a famous thing like "escaping from the siege of sixteen martial soul hall bishops".
Therefore, even if he is confident that he can easily beat the guy who "escaped from the siege of sixteen martial soul hall bishops", his name is still tepid, only passed on by word of mouth among soul masters of the same level, and is not known to most other people.
Now that Meng Yiran, a young soul master, has heard of his name, he can't help but feel a little happy.
"Of course I've heard of it," Meng Yiran's face was heavy, his right hand was placed under the table ready to summon the snake staff at any time, but he said calmly: "Canmeng Shi Nian, and his special martial soul are said to be able to produce various illusions, making the affected people lost in the illusion. Because if used with all his strength, it can make the opponent lost in the illusion self-harm and die, so it is named Canmeng."
"Yes, I am Canmeng Shi Nian." Shi Nian said with a little pride, and pointed out Meng Yiran's mistake: "My martial soul is called Canmeng, the same as those foolish names. But the reason for this name is not the same."
Shi Nian explained: "The illusions I created can make the opponents lost in it self-harm and die, but this is something I can do after I become the Soul King. I named my martial soul Canmeng because this martial soul is unfathomable. To this day, I have not been able to completely control this martial soul."
"That's why I named my martial soul Canmeng."
Shi Nian's martial soul Canmeng is a martial soul that is beyond the user's understanding and control.
As a martial soul that can create illusions, Shi Nian can control it freely in most cases and create the illusions he wants to guide teammates or influence opponents.
Unfortunately, this control is not perfect. Once the martial soul is fully exerted, Shi Nian will lose control of the illusion, and even he himself does not know what the object of the illusion has seen.
This problem becomes more serious at the Soul Saint stage.
The seventh soul skill of all martial souls is the martial soul true body. The white tiger martial soul is the white tiger true body, the hammer martial soul is the hammer true body, and the eye martial soul is the eye true body.
Shi Nian's martial soul true body is not the remnant dream true body, but he named it nightmare.
As long as the nightmare is used, although the power of the illusion will be greatly improved, Shi Nian will completely lose control of the illusion. Except for the person who is in the illusion and is attacked, no one knows what he saw before he died.
Shi Nian estimates that his martial soul may have to reach the Titled Douluo level before he has the opportunity to completely control it. It's a pity that he is already old and still a Soul Saint of level 72. Not to mention the title of advancement, he should be happy to become a Soul Douluo.
Hearing Shi Nian's explanation of his martial soul, Meng Yiran not only did not feel happy, but his heart fell from one valley to a deeper valley.
If it were someone else, if they dared to tell the secret of their martial soul so openly, they would probably be ready to open their hearts to you, and you would be good brothers and sisters in the future. But if this behavior appeared in Shi Nian, it would only make people wonder if he was ready to kill you to silence you, and wanted you to be a ghost.
This is Shi Nian, who is famous for his mysterious Canmeng martial spirit and cruel and perverted personality. How could he be open with others?
"?" Seeing that Meng Yiran not only did not relax, but became more alert, Shi Nian was confused and didn't know what he had done wrong.
Fear appeared in his heart, but now the information was insufficient, Meng Yiran didn't believe Shi Nian's words at all, so he plucked up the courage to ask: "Master Shi Nian, you came to accept me as your apprentice, are you trying to use me as a springboard to get in touch with my grandparents?"
"If so, I can help you make a connection."
Meng Yiran knew himself well. Although he was also a little genius, from the perspective of the entire Douluo Continent, he was just an ordinary little soul master with mediocre talent. Except for the second soul skill "Erasure", which was still precious, everything else was very ordinary.
His talent was completely incomparable to Gu You and Tang San, two real super geniuses. Even compared with Xiao Wu, he was at a disadvantage, and could only barely tie with Lanta at most. In theory, he was not worth being favored by a strong man like Shi Nian.
Moreover, he had never seen Shi Nian, nor had he appeared in Shi Nian's field of vision. He suddenly came to him, ignoring several true geniuses who said they wanted to take him in as a disciple. The real target was his Dragon Snake Family, and his grandfather Meng Shu and grandmother Chao Tianxiang who could use the martial soul fusion technique. Meng Yiran could not think of any other possibilities.
"Dragon Lord Meng Shu and Snake Lady Chao Tianxiang?"
Hearing this, Shi Nian was stunned at first, and then laughed, "I am not interested in your grandparents."
"I am interested in you."
Facing Shi Nian's undisguised fiery gaze, Meng Yiran was slightly stunned, and wanted to ask, "What do you like about me? Can't I change it?"
Before Meng Yiran asked, he heard Shi Nian say, "Your third soul skill Snake Rain should have the effect of turning an illusory snake into a real snake, right?" Hearing Shi Nian's words, Meng Yiran was shocked, and with a clench of his right hand, an indigo snake staff appeared in his hand. With three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, he stared at the old man who was as steady as a mountain with cold and alert eyes.
He even knew the real name of his third soul skill, which he rarely used in front of outsiders. It seems that his target is indeed himself. The question now is how much he knows and what his real purpose is.
"It's so beautiful." Shi Nian looked at the indigo snake staff intoxicatedly, "I thought the world was full of stupid and ugly trash, but there are people like you who understand beauty."
"It seems that as long as you live long enough, you will eventually encounter some good things."
Looking at Meng Yiran with a solemn expression, Shi Nian tore off the gentle mask on his face and revealed his truest side, "Come on, show me everything about you."
"If you can't satisfy me. Hehehe"
"As you wish!"
He didn't complain about why Shi Nian laughed the same as Gu You, and the cold murderous intent told Meng Yiran that he was not joking. Meng Yiran's eyes condensed and stretched out the snake staff to aim at Shi Nian. The third soul ring emitted a bright purple light, and the snake head on the snake staff opened its mouth and spit out a large number of indigo pythons.
It is not quite right to call them pythons. When the snakes first appeared, they were only as thick as fingers. It might be more appropriate to call them small snakes. But as they got closer and closer to Shi Nian, the snakes gradually became bigger and bigger. When they arrived in front of Shi Nian, they had become huge pythons as thick as the mouth of a bowl.
"Ten Thousand Snakes Formation!"
The indigo pythons surrounded Shi Nian from the long table, under the long table, and on both sides of the long table. The body retracted slightly to accumulate power, and then shot out like a spring lightning, opening its mouth and swooping down on Shi Nian who was sitting on the chair.
Watching the snakes drowning Shi Nian's figure, Meng Yiran's expression not only did not improve, but became even uglier. Her snake told her that the attack just now did not work and did not hit the human body at all.
Pah Pah Pah
"Not bad."
Shi Nian's figure walked out from the shadows in the corner of the restaurant. Looking at the snakes that were dispersing like mist, and the few small holes that appeared inexplicably on the chair that reappeared, Shi Nian seemed to have returned to his gentle appearance just now, and clapped his hands vigorously with great satisfaction.
"It takes a lot of energy to transform the phantom of the snake into a real entity, so the pythons as thick as a bowl just now were all phantoms. The real attack was the small snake that was hiding in the big python and became real."
As soon as they met, Shi Nian saw through the essence of Meng Yiran's attack just now with his rich experience in constructing illusions. He pointed out: "The virtual and the real must be transformed flexibly, not just one change."
After the instructions, he smiled again and said: "Okay, what's the next move?"
Meng Yiran did not answer, but silently raised the snake staff in front of him, looking at the figure standing in the corner with a vigilant look.
"What, continue."
Shi Nian frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with Meng Yiran's negative mood. He did not see that a pair of snake pupils slowly opened in the shadow behind him.
"I say, Ji." Shi Nian's face changed drastically when he suddenly smelled a fishy smell. He turned around and saw a huge snake head behind him opening its mouth and swallowing him whole in an instant.
Meng Yiran's expression was still as solemn as before. Even if the snake hadn't told her whether this attack was effective, she knew that it would probably not have any effect.
Meng Yiran's guess was right. Before the snake could give an answer, applause sounded from another corner.
Another Shi Nian walked out slowly. He looked at the huge snake head that gradually turned into mist and said, "Use the characteristics of illusion flexibly. First turn the snake into the smallest state, and when it gets behind me, it will suddenly become larger and become a physical entity to attack."
"Great skills, no wonder you can beat that strange Qibao Liuli Sect member."
Hearing this, Meng Yiran finally understood when she was exposed to Shi Nian.
"Were you there at that time?"
"Of course." Shi Nian smiled indifferently, "I didn't expect that an ordinary soul hunting would actually meet an illusionist like you who is so talented and has no teacher to guide you."
Four pythons jumped up from the gaps in the carpet and bit towards Shi Nian from four directions as the wind blew. But they all passed through Shi Nian's body without any hindrance.
Ignoring the attack, looking at Meng Yiran's slightly pale face due to the continuous use of the third soul skill of turning the virtual into the real, Shi Nian stretched out his hand and said: "I finally found a suitable successor like you. Come with me, I will teach you all the illusions I have studied throughout my life."
"Follow you?" Meng Yiran smiled, "I am doing well in Tiandou Royal Academy, and I am still the team leader. Why should I give up my bright future and leave the academy with you?"
"Because your identity as the captain of the Royal Fighting Team was deprived."
Shi Nian retracted his hand and said lightly: "You were defeated by the captive retainers, not only did you fail to keep the Royal Fighting Team, but also failed to keep the Royal Fighting Team. "You didn't get the captain of the team, not even the vice-captain. "
"Yu Tianheng, who was able to defeat the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, proved your strength, but two people who were not as strong as Yu Tianheng took away the position that should have belonged to you. Don't you feel angry?"
"I am the vice president of Canghui College and the leader of Canghui College in the next All-Continent Soul Master Competition. As long as you join our college, you will be the undisputed captain. I will let other members cooperate with you to fight and make you the brightest star. "
Once again, Shi Nian exuded invisible fluctuations, trying to influence Meng Yiran's thinking. But this time, the fluctuations not only did not affect Meng Yiran, but her slightly strange expression made Shi Nian confused.
"Forget it."
Seeing that Meng Yiran did not waver at all, Shi Nian, who did not want to waste any more time, stretched out his hand and prepared to rely on the Soul Saint cultivation to forcibly take Meng Yiran back to Canghui College.
At this moment, two different voices passed through the closed door and sounded in Shi Nian's ears.
"The absolute overlord of the ancient land,"
"The king of plants that dominates the forest,"
"Now, we are one," x2
"Leading a new domineering force!"
Boom!
A huge and majestic purple dragon smashed open the door, and its golden and blue eyes were covered with a touch of purple. It saw through Shi Nian's illusion and looked directly at his true self.
"Sorry, Lord Shi Nian." Meng Yiran chuckled and said, "I'm waiting for the heterochromatic eyed resentful dragon. What are you waiting for?"
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