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 noses 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 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 the bottom of the 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 going to kill you to silence you, and wanted you to be a ghost.
This was Shi Nian. How could Can Meng Shi Nian, who was famous for his mysterious Can Meng martial spirit and cruel and perverted personality, be able to have a heart to heart with others.
"?" Seeing that Meng Yiran not only did not relax, but also became more alert. Shi Nian was confused and didn't know what he had done wrong.
Fear appeared in his heart, but now there was insufficient information. Meng, who did not believe Shi Nian's words at all, mustered up the courage to ask: "Sir Shi Nian, you came here to accept me as your disciple because you want to use me as a springboard to have a relationship with my grandparents. ?"
"If that's the case, I can help you connect."
Meng Yiran was self-aware. Although he was considered 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 "Elimination" which is quite precious, other places are very ordinary.
His own talent is completely incomparable with the two true super geniuses Gu You Tang San. Even compared to Xiao Wu, he is at a disadvantage, and at most he can barely tie with Lan Ta. Theoretically, there is no value in being favored by a strong man like Shi Nian.
Moreover, I have never seen Shi Nian, and I have never appeared in Shi Nian's field of vision. He suddenly came to the door, ignoring several real geniuses who said they wanted to accept him as his disciple. The real target was that apart from his origins in the Dragon Snake family, and his grandfather Meng Shu and grandmother Chao Tianxiang who could use martial soul fusion skills, Meng Yiran could not think of anyone else. Possibility.
"Dragon Duke Meng Shu and Snake Po Chao Tianxiang?"
Hearing this, Shi Nian was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "I'm not interested in your grandparents."
"It's you I like."
Faced with Shi Nian's unabashedly 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 could ask, Shi Nian said, "The effect of your third soul skill, Snake Rain, should be to turn illusory snakes into real snakes, right?"
Hearing Shi Nian's words, Meng Yiran was shocked. When he held his right hand, an indigo snake staff appeared in his hand. Accompanied by three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, he looked at the old man who was as steady as a mountain with cold and wary eyes.
He even knows the true name of his third soul skill that he rarely uses in front of outsiders. It seems that his target is indeed him. The question now is how much does he know and what is his real purpose.
"It's so beautiful." Shi Nian looked at the indigo snake staff intoxicated. "I thought the world was full of stupid and ugly trash, but it turns out there are people like you who understand beauty."
"It seems that as long as you live long enough, you will eventually encounter something good."
Looking at the solemn-looking Meng Yiran, 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. Jie Jie Jie"
"as you wish!"
Why did Shi Nian smile just like Gu You when he didn't complain? His cold murderous intent told Meng Yiran that he was not joking. Meng Yiran's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his snake staff and pointed it at Shi Nian. The third soul ring emits bright purple light, and the snake head on the snake staff opens its mouth wide, spitting out a large number of indigo pythons.
It's not quite right to call them pythons. When the snakes first appeared, they were only as thick as a finger. It might be more appropriate to call them small snakes. But as the time gets closer and closer, the snake's body gradually becomes larger and larger. By the time Shi Nian arrived, he had turned into a huge python as thick as the mouth of a bowl.
"The Formation of Ten Thousand Snakes!"
Indigo pythons circled around the long table, under the long table, and on both sides of the long table, surrounding Shi Nian. His body retracted slightly to gather strength, and then he shot out like spring lightning, opening his mouth wide and pounced towards Shi Nian who was sitting on the chair.
Seeing the snakes swamping Shi Nian's figure, Meng Yiran's expression not only did not improve, but became even more ugly. Her snake told her that the attack just now was ineffective and did not hit the human body at all.
bang bang bang
"good."
Shi Nian's figure walked out from the shadows in the corner of the restaurant. Seeing the group of snakes floating away like mist, and the several small holes that had appeared inexplicably on the chair re-revealed, Shi Nian seemed to have returned to his gentle self before, and he clapped his hands vigorously with great satisfaction.
"It takes a lot of money to turn the phantom of a snake into a physical entity, so the thick-mouthed python just now is a phantom. The real attack is the small snake that hides in the big python and materializes."
As soon as they met, Shi Nian used his rich experience in constructing illusions to see through the nature of Meng Yiran's attack just now. He pointed out: "The virtual and the real should be flexibly changed, not just one change."
After giving 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 warily at the figure standing in the corner.
"Why, continue."
Shi Nian frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with Meng Yiran's negative mood. He didn't see a pair of snake eyes slowly opening in the shadow behind him.
"I said, continue..." His nose suddenly smelled a fishy smell, and Shi Nian's face changed drastically. He turned around hurriedly and saw a huge snake head behind him opening its mouth wide and swallowing him whole in an instant.
Meng Yiran's expression was still solemn. Even if the snake hadn't told her whether this attack was effective, she knew that it probably wouldn't have any effect.
Meng Yiran's guess was correct. Before Snake could give an answer, applause sounded again from another corner.
Another time slowly walked out, 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 reaches behind me, it will suddenly enlarge and turn into reality. Launch an 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 storm grew. 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 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 you 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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