You Might Die If I Cast My Healing Spell

“There will be others who will believe this smokescreen information that was specially prepared for Xu Fu…”

Meanwhile, on the other hand, Lin Ye left the arena and came out of the underground prep room. He went straight to the stands where Su Mumu and the others were and sat down in his seat.

Shangguan Yan gave him a thumbs up.

“Brother.”

“I’m convinced,”

“I thought you would kill him in one shot.”

“Let his heart collapse.”

“I didn’t expect you to torture him in such a mean way. I also didn’t expect him to be such a masochist, insisting on fighting you for 300 rounds.”

Lin Ye rolled his eyes,

“What do you think?”

“He’s giving me face. He saw that I wanted to test my ability, so he took the initiative to cooperate with me. What kind of masochist is that?”

“I think you’re a masochist,”

Nolan was speechless.

Shangguan Yan was confused.

“Brother,”

“You can’t say such things.”

After a pause, Shangguan Yan decided not to continue joking with him.

“So, what were your results?” He asked in a serious tone.

“I’ve roughly figured out a way. “Lin Ye replied

“What’s important isn’t the technique, level, or equipment, but a special feeling, just like the ‘epiphany’ in the cultivation novels.”

“If you can figure out the way, even if you can’t explain it and can’t teach it to others, you can still naturally change the form of general attack.”

“If you can’t comprehend it, then you’ll never be able to change the form of the general attack.”

“And then,”

“After I had that ‘special feeling’,”

“I can imitate the moves of various vocational skills and strive to replicate the moves as much as possible. That way, you can do it.”

“Do I need to aim at the correct position, like hitting an acupoint?” Shangguan Yan asked.

Lin Ye nodded, “Yes.”

“For example,”

“The swordsman’s sand dance skill. It can directly swing sand onto the opponent, causing a blinding effect.”

“For the imitated general attack sand dance, you must use your sword to throw sand into the opponent’s eyes to blind them.”

“A boxer’s uppercut skill can be used to hit any position, but the imitation of a normal uppercut has to be aimed at the chin to produce the flying effect.”

“It’s the same for other skills,”

Shangguan Yan fell into deep thought.

“In this case… Doesn’t that mean that you have a bunch of forced single-control skills now?”

“I can successfully imitate the skill and hit the opponent’s key position.” Lin Ye said. “It’s indeed equivalent to a forced single control, and it’s a forced single control that can’t be removed by purification and dispel skills.”

“But…”

“If one’s movement technique is good enough and they grasped their center of gravity well enough, it seems that one can break this kind of general attack control from the ‘physical level’.”

Shangguan Yan tried to understand.

“So, for example, if a martial artist like me is hit by your charge, I can use martial arts techniques such as backward rolling to get up quickly and avoid falling to the ground?”

“Just like a martial artist who was knocked down?”

“Yes,” Lin Ye said.

Shangguan Yan’s eyes widened.

“Doesn’t that mean that the path of martial arts left behind by our ancestors are actually all things that are comparable to divine-level skills?”

Lin Ye nodded, “It’s almost the same.”

“But the prerequisite is that you can sense the ‘Qi’ contained in this power.”

“I just don’t understand where this Qi came from.”

“Opening up the Primordial Hive… No, when I was fighting in Primordial Hive, I naturally mastered this power.”

“Maybe…”

“This is actually a higher level skill…?”