Chapter 38: Hypnosis Prop: Youth Edition!

"Instruction? I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."

Cupping his hands with a chuckle, Ren Yidao said modestly:

"We are learning from each other; I ask that Junior Martial Nephew Zuo not have too many concerns."

"You, you really mustn't mind."

Zuo Yungui: "..."

No.

I cannot fall into his trap!

Ignore him...

I must ignore him!

No matter what he says now, as long as I wait for him to lose in a moment, then everything will be worth it!

Without speaking again, Zuo Yungui took out a long black strip of cloth, covered his eyes, and tied it tightly behind his head.

Striking a combat stance, he silently adjusted to the state of losing one sense.

"Oh?"

Ren Yidao, who had been idle on the opposite side, suddenly perked up as he watched Zuo Yungui's appearance.

This look...

It's Asura!

"Though my eyes have long since fallen into slumber, as long as my heart does not stop, my body is my eyes!"

"Listen with your ears, slash with your heart!"

I never expected that, besides being a tsundere, you would actually have the same hobby as Shi Xue!

You are a cosplayer too!

Elder Shen, serving as the referee for the final match, looked at Zuo Yungui with praise; he had not expected him to have such courage.

For an Illusion Technique practitioner in the Human Realm, letting the opponent "see" is a necessary step to activate an illusion.

But conversely, as long as one "cannot see," then the vast majority of illusion techniques cannot be activated.

This is a fact known to all, which is why one will try their best to avoid the opponent's gaze during combat.

But humans are not sages, so there are inevitably moments when one accidentally meets the other's gaze.

Blind Combat.

This is not an ordinary skill; it requires a long period of time to train in order to reach a level that does not affect one's original strength.

Moreover, losing one's vision requires even greater courage.

"Are you both ready?"

"Yes!" "I'm ready."

"Then, the final match of the Inter-Peak Grand Competition, begin!"

Here it comes!

Without the slightest hesitation, the moment it began, Zuo Yungui launched himself from his spot, charging toward the position where Ren Yidao had originally been standing!

Although his momentum had been suppressed by Ren Yidao twice at the start, Zuo Yungui still managed to adjust his mindset in time.

He had reached this stage not for any reward.

He was only here to win, to wash away his humiliation with blood!

He absolutely could not lose.

"Go to hell!"

Boom!

Although he was confident that he had not misjudged the position, the first strike still missed.

This was within expectations.

"It's not over yet!"

And Zuo Yungui's true purpose was precisely to force him to leave his original position.

"I can't hear any sound; has he hidden himself?"

After blocking his vision, his other senses became even sharper.

But this was not enough.

From the moment Zuo Yungui had the idea of Blind Combat until today, it had only been a short ten-plus days; his level of Blind Combat was far from being proficient.

But he had another ability that could make up for this shortcoming.

"Get out here!"

He stomped heavily on the ground, sending layers of giant flame waves surging from beneath his feet to spread into the surroundings.

Zuo Yungui noticed a human-shaped void appear in the area covered by flames to his front-left.

Found you!

Charging over, Zuo Yungui missed again.

"Why!!?"

Why wasn't he there?

It shouldn't be like this!

"Where exactly did the step go wrong?"

"Junior Martial Nephew Zuo, what are you looking for?"

Over here!

Boom!

"Are you putting on a show for me?"

Over here!

Boom!

"Your dancing is really quite good~"

Over here!

Boom!

Wrong, wrong, wrong!

Not here either!

"Ahhhhh! Why!!?"

Zuo Yungui gave up on thinking and furiously bombarded the area, attacking every corner of the arena indiscriminately.

He had fallen into a semi-manic state on the stage because he could not find his opponent, but to the audience, this scene looked entirely different.

Zuo Yungui was roaring in anger over there, completely unaware of the scene behind him.

At this very moment, the opponent Zuo Yungui was desperately searching for was leisurely standing within his blind spot, following his every movement.

Furthermore, from the perspective of the crowd, every move Zuo Yungui made after his first strike was wrong.

His movements were either off-target or he withdrew his attacks before they could unleash their full power.

This was highly abnormal.

Off the stage, Teng Junwei looked at Duan Hong and asked uncertainly:

"Junior Sister Duan, could it be..."

Before he could finish, Duan Hong gave a direct, affirmative answer.

"Your guess is correct; Ren Yidao's spiritual power has indeed exceeded the minimum threshold of the Earth Realm."

"He is already capable of deploying an Illusion Technique through means other than line of sight."

"For example, sound."

Watching the youth on the stage descend into madness, Duan Hong sighed silently:

"Junior Martial Nephew Zuo is in danger; the more he listens, the deeper the influence will take hold."

Walking leisurely behind Zuo Yungui, Ren Yidao might as well have been holding a cup of tea.

Blind Combat?

It is a decent choice.

If the opponent were Duan Xiaoling, she would likely have already lost by now.

But unfortunately, your enemy is me.

Who told you...

That one can only cast an Illusion Technique with their gaze?

"Fox Speech, bewitching the mind."

This special ability comes from the Heavenly Fox Bloodline and can influence others' senses through speech.

If pushed to its full potential, it can even alter the target's common sense for a short time.

A hypnotic tool, youth edition!

Through the ability of Fox Speech, he turned Zuo Yungui into a marionette, manipulating him to plow the arena floor.

It is amusing, but I am just about bored of playing.

"This is no longer interesting."

It is time to end this.

And just as he raised his hand, preparing to end this farce.

The rampaging Zuo Yungui seemed to sense something; he stopped attacking blindly and, without hesitation, slammed his fist into his own chest.

Boom!

"Cough!"

Fresh blood sprayed from his throat, yet he smiled.

"So, you are here!"

Forcibly breaking through the mental control, Zuo Yungui sensed the breathing behind him.

"Got you."

Tearing off the headband from his head with his own hands, Zuo Yungui turned abruptly, flashing a fierce and bloody grin at Ren Yidao, who was within arm's reach.

"It's over!"

A long leg wreathed in flames kicked toward Ren Yidao with unparalleled speed!

Boom!!!

With nowhere to retreat, at this distance and time, even Ren Yidao had no possibility of escaping unscathed.

This match is my victory... what!?

The smile on his face stiffened; Zuo Yungui could not believe his own senses.

How is this possible?

As the dust settled, he saw the cruel truth.

"... What!?"

Ren Yidao stood where he was, not having retreated a single inch.

Yet her long leg, infused with all her power and wreathed in raging flames, was blocked with a gentle touch, unable to advance even a fraction further.

Blocked by a single, seemingly fragile and illusory white Fox Tail.

What on earth is going on?

Isn't the Eight-Tailed Heavenly Fox the least skilled in the path of the physical body?

Appreciating the confusion on Zuo Yungui's face, Ren Yidao chuckled and nodded:

"You are right, it is time to end this."

(End of this chapter)