MTL - It’s Obviously a Life Skill, But You Developed It Into a Magical Skill-Chapter 150v100 Zhou An, I will defeat you

 When his eyes turned golden, the fourth level Eye of Delirium was now being used to its extreme.

Just now, he felt a breath that made his heart palpitate.

Zhou An's eyes were like torches. Under his gaze, he could see through Magistrate Chen and the three women's heads floating beside him.

There is a black silk thread connecting them, and as the thread extends, there is boundless darkness at the end.

 He saw a pair of eyes in the darkness.

These eyes are like inhuman evil ghosts, exuding boundless coldness, pressing over like mountains.

 Zhou An could feel the blood and cruelty in these eyes.

“And the pair of eyes I saw just now are countless times more weird than the ones in the booth at the Guild Hall.”

The people in this business didn’t seem to notice it, they were still there, as if they were thinking about which stall to go to.

 The rate of contraction is extremely fast.

Although some people put it aside, or stick to this route, just find one or two books and hide them directly, there are still some people who think that the more the better.

Of course, the faint and cold atmosphere is still there, but it has never been as strong as it is now.

 He just thought of this, and Chen Zhufeng had completely recovered.

 “Something’s wrong.” Zhou An thought.

Those eyes are obviously bound by something, and as long as they don't stand in front of the stall, they won't be discovered.

Just now when Zhou An was running the Eye of Destruction, the medical Gu seed had its effect.

 It is also a good thing to memorize more exercises in case you need them after you go out.

“The Gathering itself is a mystery, and those eyes should be the identity of the Gathering.” Zhou An thought in his heart.

There were some people in the industry around, but no one looked over and had no idea about Chen Zhufeng.

The ability to confuse people with words seems quite strong, but once problems arise or are broken by others, the price paid will be heavy.

 And looking at this situation, it seems that he is here to find himself.

 The above points are all Zhou An’s guesses.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, immediately stuffed the books in his arms into his arms, and got ready to leave.

 And those eyes also disappeared along with the disappearance of Magistrate Chen and the three women’s heads.

At this moment, the ground has returned to calm, and around this street, many people from the industry have arrived.

 But later he learned that only time would pass, so he felt that he could also get some benefits along the way.

Zhou An suddenly had an idea. At this moment, Chen Zhufeng seemed to be a different person.

 After saying this, Chen Zhufeng cupped his hands again and turned around to go to the next stall.

  Along with this pain, his aura also increased rapidly.

In the past, he had also read some novels. The protagonist in the novel, if he encountered this, would probably yell something like "I am going to defy heaven", and then kill him all the way.

 This is also his conjecture.

"You have a brain disease, let me cure it for you." Zhou An said with a smile.

This time, he came to a stall, and something strange immediately appeared in the stall.

  Unfortunately, the psychic speaker relies on words to confuse people's minds, and there is no possibility of being detected by the detection attribute.

 Looking at this situation, Zhang Tie seems not to know.

 According to common sense, there is nothing wrong with this approach.

Thinking of this, Zhou An stood up.

 …

“I’m just a proficient person, so I just need to be steady. As long as I stay steady, there will be waves later.”

 When he mentioned the word substitution, he thought of verticality.

 For example, how to deal with the situation in front of you, follow the clues to find out the location of the psychic speaker, and then eliminate it directly.

 No one went to capture it, and the strangeness on this stall was like a wood carving.

Four fingers on his right hand were missing and blood was constantly coming out, but he was holding a book in his other hand.

In addition to the blood and cruelty, he also felt that there was an invisible hand suppressing the owner of the eyes.

 After all, in a gathering like this, everyone must seize the time and find their own opportunities.

The next moment, the cold crystal knife flashed, chopping Magistrate Chen and the three women’s heads into ashes.

 The shaking has disappeared, but the street ahead is not as calm as imagined.

"It's strange. I only felt this way when I was at the stall before, but why do I feel it now when I'm not at the stall?" Zhou An felt a little confused.

Zhou An waited until Chen Zhufeng left, and the Qi in his body began to circulate.

 In the past three years, even an ordinary person could easily kill him.

He also knew that he was not even as good as Zhou An, so he turned around and ran away.

 Especially psychic speakers.

"Since you have a serious problem in your head, let me treat it for you."

For example, Chen Zhufeng can only dig out part of it. He knows that he knows him, but he doesn't know Chen Zhufeng's attitude towards him.

Qi circulated in Zhou An's body, and his eyes turned into a golden color.

 If you are sick, it will be easy to deal with. If you are sick, treat it.

This man was probably in his forties, ordinary-looking, and exited a stall sweating profusely.

After the little black dot was swallowed up, Zhou An raised his feet and walked towards the next one before everyone in the industry could react.

 “Seven or eighty-nine streets, open!”

 After Zhou An left this street, he did not continue what he had just done, but looked for him on another street.

 He did not continue to kill those weirdos, but sat patiently, hoping to wait until the time was up and leave.

“I almost forgot about this guy. The perverted psychic speaker is also in this gathering. Anyway, I don’t plan to push him hard now. Why not try to find this guy.” Zhou An thought.

Zhou An was deep in thought. In fact, he came here to ask if there was any inside information about the Guild.

 “Impossible, how can you erase my bewitchment?”

 Zhou An still followed the original idea.

In addition to being weird in a gathering of ghosts, you also need to be wary of the people in the industry around you.

 He was a little confused as to why he appeared on this street inexplicably.

"How do you know..." Before the man in the industry could finish his words, he felt a wave of energy surrounding the black spots in his mind.

 The people in these businesses stood still and did not move.

 Even if your strength is high, if you have treasures, others will still grab them.

 As the strangeness in the stall was captured, the inexplicable aura suddenly turned cold.

 Looking at Chen Zhufeng's back, Zhou An spoke.

A huge crisis appeared before him, something he had never encountered before in his many years of walking around the world.

Stability, this word is the ultimate goal.

Various life styles and the inside stories of various circles are vividly displayed here.

 He could feel that the people in the industry who were related to him and controlled by him were being pulled out one by one by Zhou An.

Thinking of the alchemist, the psychic speaker shuddered.

When Zhou An approached, the man in the industry showed a surprised expression, but the next moment, his expression turned stiff.

He understood instantly: "It turns out that in your profession, you can also control others through the people you control, and your words can confuse people's hearts. You are worthy of being a psychic speaker."

At this time, Chen Zhufeng had just slashed the weird thing in front of him with one knife, then turned around and saw Zhou An.

 Zhou An did not see the clue.

 He used his Eyes of Delirium again and looked around.

　　It is these two simple words, but it drives the psychic speaker to the end.

 If you look carefully, you will find that there is a stall on each of these three streets.

 Up to now, he has discovered a lot of psychic speakers.

In other words, after experiencing it once, you can choose to wait until the time gradually comes, and then you can get out smoothly.

Thinking of this, Zhou An looked at a sneaky trader not far away and walked over.

In other words, from a certain point of view, oneself can defeat the psychic speaker.

At this moment, the three streets were filled with people from the trade.

The strange person in front is an old woman who looks kind and kind, but the cold aura on her body can make a person collapse in an instant.

 He seemed to have caught a clue. After a while, the clue gradually enlarged and finally appeared in front of him.

 …

“Zhou An, you’ve driven me to a dead end, then I’ll show you my energy.”

Zhang Tie was also shocked by Zhou An's violent manner. Hearing what Zhou An said, he nodded and left the street.

At this moment, the street was quiet, with a pile of corpses of people lying on it.

What language confuses people's hearts, and what kind of words do not confuse people?

 “How about...removing those nails first?” the psychic speaker thought in his mind.

"Tell me what you want to do. If you don't tell me, you will be miserable when I catch you." Zhou An said.

 He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and muttered silently.

 But this answer at this time is in sharp contrast with Chen Zhufeng's previous enthusiasm for swordsmanship and his attitude towards himself.

　　The psychic speaker gritted his teeth, feeling another nail being pulled out, and his face became even more pale.

 Chen Zhufeng scratched his head and said he didn't know.

"Catch me? Those who indulge in sexual behavior are not afraid of being caught by others. Mr. Zhou, in fact, I want to try to see if I can catch you." Chen Zhufeng's eyes were bright.

Zhou An felt that maybe under certain circumstances, the spooks could break through this constraint, just like the spooks in these stalls.

Zhou An looked at Chen Zhufeng's action, but doubts arose in his heart.

 The cold air did not spread out with the breeze, but began to shrink rapidly.

 He just needs to be more careful, go to the next stall, get another skill, and find a place to hide.

Zhou An touched his chin, said nothing, turned around and left with the knife in hand.

This elixir of survival in desperate situations is made from the flesh and blood of people in the industry.

At that moment, Chen Zhufeng was a sick person in front of him.

 Then, he picked up the cold crystal knife and started wandering around the streets.

 But Zhou An knew that these eyes were already fixed on him at this moment.

Even the children in the mother's body are bound by invisible rules, so the so-called mother's body is even more so.

On the street, the ground began to tremble, as if something was waking up.

"I don't know." Zhou An gave a very unflattering answer: "But I know, you don't seem to have any effect on me."

 The next moment, the Qi in Zhou An's body entered Chen Zhufeng's body like a fierce dragon crossing the river.

 The weird man at the stall had messy black hair and a cold aura all over his body.

 Chen Zhufeng is a young talent from Tiandao Pavilion. He will definitely not be willing to read a book or two, and he can also use it to hone his sword skills.

 But soon, he continued walking to another stall as if he had never seen it before.

 There is no person in this world who is very powerful but looks down on martial arts.

 Among them were the members of the Zhensi led by Zhang Tie and Chen Zhufeng.

"Now is the time when I have to use it." The psychic speaker had a cold look in his eyes and a sinister expression on his face. He opened his mouth and poured the elixir into his mouth.

“Even those in the industry, some do not live well in the circle.” Zhou An thought as he walked.

In case you find it, grab this guy, and then use his cricket to faint him. At that time, he will bring out a strange conference and give it to the dungeon of Zhen Qi.

Another point is that Chen Zhufeng's performance just now is that if he is rescued and cured, he will forget some things, and this will reduce the trouble of being exposed as a psychic speaker.

 At this moment, the psychic speaker's pain receded like a tide.

 Those who work in this world are not all as glamorous as ordinary people think.

Zhou An was sitting on the street, looking at the stalls arranged around him, and felt a sense of emotion.

 At this time, Zhou An was still dealing with the next person in the industry.

Not far ahead, a young man was standing in front of the stall holding a black knife.

 And the pain is gradually spreading, extending to the internal organs and the whole body.

 A cold wind blew, and the street was filled with a strong and cold atmosphere, which was many times higher than outside.

 All the people in the industry are scattered among the eighteen streets.

 The profession of psychic whisperer can confuse people's hearts through words.

At this moment, the people in the wooden-like row raised their heads and walked towards the last stall.

 “Stop.”

The psychic speaker thought about this mission, gritted his teeth, and then a ruthless look appeared in his eyes.

There are also some stalls where people vomit blood and quietly leave with a book in hand.

 Chen Zhufeng said in surprise: "Mr. Zhou, why are you here? Aren't I in front of a stall, eliminating weird things?"

 But as soon as this idea appeared, he shook his head quickly.

 If the entire gathering of spooks can be compared to a mother body, the spooks in these booths are the children in the mother body.

Thinking of this, Zhou An suddenly slapped his thigh.

 The next moment, Chen Zhufeng lost his voice.

This action made Zhou An frown slightly. He felt a little strange.

 When Zhou An arrived, the shaking disappeared equally quickly.

 But Chen Zhufeng's expression now is a bit intriguing.

 Then, he looked at the people in the nearest shop and walked over with a smile.

"It seems like it should be a secret. Maybe the people in the Chu Kingdom don't want others to know." Zhou An had already speculated.

 …

 Soon, the weirdness of this stall was completely conquered.

Zhou An was stunned for a moment. He looked down and found that the ground was trembling slightly, and the trembling direction extended forward.

 After all, you don’t want anything you don’t want.

Your strongest move is just a disease in front of me. If it is not stable, who is stable?

 In other words, who would mind having too much money?

 So the middle-aged man doesn’t want to stay.

This time, the coldness in these eyes became a little stronger.

 Chen Zhufeng was slightly stunned. Although he didn't understand what Zhou An meant, he also knew that there must be some secrets that were hard to tell.

“Have you sensed it too?” Zhou An asked.

In front of a certain stall, a woman cut off her left ear alive just for a piece of paper on the stall.

This guild assembly has a total of eighteen streets, and each street is adjacent.

“Let me ask you something, when you got this book just now, did you feel a pair of eyes staring at you?” Zhou An asked lightly.

“I see, I understand.” Zhou An thought to himself.

 Because what you are holding in your hand is a treasure that others covet.

Especially when these eyes looked at Zhou An, the desire to tear him alive became even higher.

Just like what he thought just now, Chen Zhufeng seems to be a different person.

This guy was on another street just now, why did he suddenly come here?

 “Rules… rules…” Zhou An pondered.

 But at this moment, he was really panicked.

 Then, he turned to look at Zhang Tie.

Going around one street after another, Zhou An also saw some cruel scenes in this circle.

 But now it seems that something is wrong.

 Treat any illness.

  Immediately afterwards, Zhou An sensed a small black spot deep in Chen Zhufeng's mind.

 Zhou An looked at the book on the ground, then shook his head and turned his gaze to the middle-aged man's bleeding fingers: "You deserve this, put your things away."

The middle-aged man had already put the book in his arms. After hearing Zhou An's question, he thought for a moment and shook his head: "I didn't feel there was a pair of eyes. After I took the book, I didn't feel anything."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, then reached into his arms, took out the book at the beginning and placed it on the ground: "I am giving the book to you, please spare my life."

 Some people in the industry will take risks and be greedy here a few times, while some people in the industry will be very resourceful. After getting the benefits, they will silently wait for the end of time.

At this moment, he heard the sound of footsteps, turned around and saw Zhou An walking towards him.

 After a while, I found Zhang Tie who was looking around.

“The weirdos in the Guild of Guilds stand next to the booth, bound by invisible rules. Only when people in the industry come to the booth will they proceed according to the existing rules.”

Just when he was cured, he suddenly felt something watching him.

The Eye of Deception, which has reached the fourth level, has the effect of breaking all hallucinations and can also bring powerful investigative capabilities.

 Zhang Tie nodded: "As long as there is a gathering of ghosts, there will be this kind of vibration, it seems to be the street in front."

 He took out a porcelain vase from his arms. There was a dark elixir in the porcelain vase.

Zhou Anke no matter what shortcomings the psychic speaker has, he is thinking about other things now.

 The people in the company can control it.

Just walking and stopping like this, Zhou An went from being surprised at the beginning to feeling numb later on.

 After all, the Psychic Whisperer is no small character at first glance.

 He stood there and thought for a while, then, holding the cold crystal knife, he walked in that direction.

 Hearing this, Zhou An's eyes stayed on the street in front of him.

After finishing his words, before Chen Zhufeng could react, Zhou An quickly came to Chen Zhufeng's side and grabbed Chen Zhufeng's neck.

At this moment, Zhou An felt dizzy, but the next moment, the energy in his body circulated, and his mental attributes allowed him to resist the dizziness.

Zhou Andao: "What happened to you later? Don't you remember?"

 Performing one's nature means doing as one pleases. The alchemist felt that he could use people as an introduction to the medicine, so he began to follow one's will.

 The invisible hand is the shackles of the guild.

 Cure!

"No, if we evacuate, the gathering of conspirators will be so large, but it will allow him to focus on defeating them."

At this moment, Chen Zhufeng's eyes have changed, from the calm at first to a sick one: "Have you noticed?"

Of course, to him, this doesn’t seem to matter.

 “I need to be careful, the guild seems to be really strong.” Zhou An thought to himself.

“Absolutely.” Zhou An said calmly: “If I guess correctly, the person standing in front of me now should be the perverting psychic speaker.”

 This elixir was given to him by an alchemist in Zongxing. As the name suggests, when used in desperate situations, it can unleash powerful potential.

At this time, a strong vibration came from the ground.

 He also had to take this opportunity to hone his sword skills and pick up some skills.

 Chen Zhufeng was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise: "You are immune to my control. What is your profession?"

 After taking it, when the effect of the medicine ends, you will be seriously injured and you will not be able to recover within three years.

 After getting used to seeing these things, he no longer felt anything.

Zhou An’s initial idea was to speed through the game. After all, he wanted to get back to proficiency quickly.

 That’s why the scene just happened.

 Then Zhou An saw those eyes again.

 He was thinking about it just now, and finally thought of something.

 He didn't even hesitate.

On a street somewhere in the Guild Meeting, the short man Psychic Whisperer spit out a mouthful of blood, his face extremely pale.

Zhang Tie also saw Zhou An. At this moment, he was filled with doubts as he watched Zhou An approach with a knife.

 As the cold aura shrinks, a powerful sense of oppression is coming towards your face.

If your brain is sick, I will treat your brain.

Even recently, alchemists feel that ordinary people can no longer be satisfied, and they have set their sights on those in the industry.

“Very good, if there is a life-saving elixir, I can speed up the pace.” The psychic whisperer murmured to himself.

 His face was no longer pale, but had a sickly rosiness.

 In fact, people in some industries have a very difficult time.

 The middle-aged man felt very bitter inside, but he had to put down the book in his hand at this moment, because it was nothing compared to his own life.

Zhou An has a conjecture that needs to be confirmed, that is, whether he can see the eyes just now.

At this moment, Zhou An saw this invisible hand, like a rule, suppressing the owner of the eyes.

 He really didn’t expect that he would be forced to do this in this way.

 As a result, we have completely reached the point of no return.

 He knew Zhou An because when he was outside just now, he saw Zhou An kill all the thousands of weirdos with one sword.

 Perhaps among ordinary people, they are considered masters who can make changes, but among real insiders, their life is not good.

 If it is hidden in a dark place, it will cause huge trouble to people.

This thing also has huge side effects.

The alchemist was obsessed with refining elixirs. At the end of the process, he suddenly discovered that if people were used as the introduction of the medicine, the resulting elixir would be extremely powerful.

Sitting here is also sitting. He feels that he can look for psychic speakers everywhere.

The young man pulled out the black knife, cut the weird thing in two, and picked up the thing on the ground numbly.

Zhou An believed that there must be people in the Great Chu Kingdom who had tried to forcefully push things like him.

 But he didn’t know what it was exactly.

 When everything calmed down, he stood up and wiped the sweat from his face.

 But the next moment, he felt a gust of wind, and his eyes blurred. Zhou An was already standing in front of him.

Before he could say hello, Zhou An asked the same question.

This feeling is very familiar, it’s the same pair of eyes I saw before.

 First of all, this guy relies on words to confuse people's hearts. Secondly, his way of bewitching should be a disease in his opinion.

 The energy in the body surged over instantly, swallowing up the small black dot.

The guild guild looks big, but if you know the target and at Zhou An's speed, then the guile guild is really small.

They are also well-founded.

Zhou An thought for a while and found that he had discovered the characteristics of a psychic speaker.

 In fact, at first, he did want to push it quickly, but later he learned that it could only be ended by time. Now that those eyes appeared again, Zhou An thought that it would be better not to make things too big.

After all, when he was suppressing Guisi, Chen Zhufeng even asked him how to practice sword skills.

“Eyes, what eyes? Master Zhou, I have never heard of any kind of eyes appearing in the guild.” Zhang Tie was confused about the situation.

What does Zhou An do? He is a person who is sought after by countless doctors. This minor illness can be cured in front of his eyes with just a snap of his fingers.

“It’s that direction.” Zhou An quickly identified the direction.

“It seems that it’s time to use the elixir of survival in desperate situations. Although I don’t plan to use it at this time, in order to complete this task, I still have to use it!”

The streets are still filled with endless coldness.

 In fact, to put it bluntly, it is to use language to control Chen Zhufeng, and the method of control is naturally controlled through the brain.

If the opponent has high strength, or has a strong defense in some mental aspects, the psychic speaker cannot dig out the opponent's memory.

 The feeling he had after saving Chen Zhufeng and Chen Zhufeng's subsequent performance would not be as indifferent as he is now.

 It happens that I can still cure it myself.

Thinking of this, Zhou An walked up and stopped Chen Zhufeng before he could reach the stall.

 Some streets have more people and some streets have less people.

The wild push just now has already attracted the attention of those eyes. If the Chu country didn't know about it, it would be too incompetent.

 “There’s nothing else to do, just do your thing.”

 After all, guilds have appeared many times before this.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhou An's back and didn't dare to think too much. He looked left and right. After seeing that no one noticed him, he quietly left the street and found a place to hide.

 The way it was pulled out was also extremely outrageous.

Zhou An felt that this was a sure thing, and that it was really a sure thing.

 “I have something else to do, so I’ll leave first.”

With these words, at this moment, there was an inexplicable aura in the gathering.

So Chen Zhufeng didn't ask any more questions, clasped his fists and left again.

Zhou An didn’t expect to meet Chen Zhufeng here. Looking at the burden on Chen Zhufeng’s back, it seemed that he had gained a lot.

 At this moment, Zhou An suddenly stopped and looked forward.

 Chen Zhufeng looked around blankly, as if he had woken up from a dream.

 After all, the power of Chen Zhufeng's sword just now was enough to shock him.

Chen Zhufeng stopped, turned to look at Zhou An, and said: "I have met Mr. Zhou, but I didn't expect to meet Mr. Zhou here. I have something else to do, so I won't talk to Mr. Zhou for now. I have to hurry up. Find more resources.”

“Besides, it’s not a show-off thing, and no one is coming to cause trouble, so why should I go and cause trouble.”

“There must be other news in the gathering of conspirators, and there must be someone in the Chu Kingdom who knows about it,” Zhou An thought.

 As for why Tianke is so good...I'm sorry, he has many skills because he can do whatever he wants.

 When he turned his eyes, he happened to see Zhou An.

 Finally, there are the drawbacks of the Psychic Speaker.

 The brain is sick.

 But he knew that this conjecture was extremely possible.

Chen Zhufeng heard Zhou An's voice, turned around and looked at Zhou An.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of joy. He quickly picked up the book and put it in his arms: "Thank you, senior, thank you, senior!"

 When he entered the guild meeting before, he learned that if he wanted to get out after entering, he had to go through a test at the stall.

 Perhaps to outsiders, this circle is very glamorous, and everyone has extraordinary means.

During the process of devouring it, Chen Zhufeng let out a scream.

 Obviously, Chen Zhufeng in front of him was most likely controlled by the psychic speaker, otherwise he would not have done such a bizarre thing. Chen Zhufeng sighed and said with regret: "I didn't expect that this guy is quite strong. Some of his memories cannot be mined, especially yours. Regarding your memory, this guy seems to be quite deep and very strong, so I only saw the surface, and that’s probably how you figured it out.”

 He knew very well that if they were gathered together, they would be served from the same pot.

 “What a child’s play, I, a great psychic speaker, are treated as a patient and still treat illnesses!”

 The psychic speaker kept rolling on the ground, with dense cold sweat appearing on his face.

 He was very aware of his own situation and his weaknesses, so he was cautious along the way and did not expose himself.

 After Zhang Tie left, Zhou An found a place to sit down on the street.

“It’s really powerful. There are so many weird things in the gathering, but how does it compare to Yuejiang?” Zhou An thought for a while, and then solved the weird things in this booth with a knife.

 But as Zhou An walked along the way, he saw many chilling scenes.

 Now is the time for him to pay the price.

The next moment, a tingling sensation emerged from the throat. As the elixir slid into the stomach, the tingling sensation spread all the way until the entire stomach was numbed by pain.

Although Zhang Tie was confused, he saw Zhou An approaching and leaned over.

 Having paid the price and taken away the things, this middle-aged man felt that the trip was worthwhile.

Hearing this, Zhou An looked calm: "In my opinion, you are just making him mentally ill. Since he is ill, treat him."

 After about a few breaths, the cold air reached its extreme, and finally turned from invisible to tangible.

 Something appeared in front of Zhou An.

 (End of this chapter)