Chapter 64 Worry

"Go in and try it out."

Lu Yuan didn't feel anything after a few air strikes, so he activated [Imaginary Enemy] and entered the consciousness space.

In the dark alley, the dim light of the street lamp shone in from the street outside.

Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the opponent in front of him.

Ratman.

Yes, he set the imaginary enemy as Ratman.

Ratman's strength is definitely at the professional level, much stronger than the boxers he met in Mosa.

But he is far inferior to Lin Zhiqin and Qin Feng.

As his current actual combat opponent, it is just right.

You can use the core skills of the profession in the consciousness space.

Lu Yuan tried it before, lv3 [Absolute Concentration].

The effect is a little worse than in reality, without the sudden feeling of falling into the water and the sense of immersion.

But the martial arts instinct can still be greatly improved.

[Flash of Inspiration] has never been triggered once, Lu Yuan suspects that it is a problem of the opponent's strength and the probability of triggering.

The imaginary rat man's eyes no longer had the deep resentment and hatred in reality.

But cunning and cruelty still existed.

After "confirming the eyes" with Lu Yuan, the rat man disappeared in an instant.

Lu Yuan's eyes slightly condensed, and he suddenly turned sideways.

"Pah!"

A small pit suddenly exploded on the cement floor where he was standing, and soil and rocks flew.

Looking up again, he saw that the rat man had climbed up the wall of the alley without knowing when, and his sharp claws dug deep into the wall like tofu.

His back was arched high, his eyes were green and shiny, and a long rat tail behind him was slowly retracting.

"Is it the real fighting form?"

Lu Yuan looked at the rat man like this, took a deep breath, and a fiery fighting spirit began to ignite in his eyes.

The heart beat faster and faster in his chest, pumping out more blood and power with each beat.

"Bang!"

Lu Yuan stomped his right foot on the ground, and his figure shot out like an arrow.

The rat man also rushed forward directly.

The two fought fast, and the rat man was obviously faster than Lu Yuan.

After just a few rounds, Lu Yuan began to be injured.

The rat man swung out a claw, and the sharp fingertips as sharp as a knife scratched his chest.

Several bloody wounds appeared immediately.

Lu Yuan kicked the rat man's stomach with a front kick, and the terrifying power contained in his leg directly kicked the rat man out like a ball.

"Tear--"

Lu Yuan simply tore off his tattered clothes and threw them on the ground.

He lowered his head and used his fingers to push away the rolled flesh on the wound on his chest, and couldn't help sighing.

"Fortunately, this is in the consciousness space. If it were in reality, I'm afraid I would have been infected with some unknown virus... Even if I didn't die, I would have lost a layer of skin."

"Swish!"

At this time, the rat man who had just been kicked away by him rushed over again fiercely.

"LV3 [Absolute Concentration], start!"

There was no feeling of falling into the water.

The timeline seemed to be stretched rapidly in an instant.

Lu Yuan did not move, and his head tilted slightly to the right.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air almost brushed his cheek.

Lu Yuan turned around, and his left hand moved from bottom to top. At the moment when the rat man was about to pass by his side, he grabbed its hind legs and held it tightly.

Then...

He swung it down hard!

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

The battle situation began to move closer to the development line of reality.

But this time Lu Yuan was more ruthless.

He slammed the rat man to the ground for at least thirty times, and then stepped heavily on his spine several times, just like stepping on dried straw, and you could hear the crisp cracking sound.

Until the rat man lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, motionless.

"Can this injury be recovered?"

Lu Yuan stepped back two steps, squinted his eyes and stared at the rat man, waiting for it to "explode".

The expected prayer spell did not appear, but a thick gray gas came out of the rat man's body.

Quickly wrapped it up.

Then after a few breaths, the real "complete form" rat man appeared in front of Lu Yuan again.

"Awesome, this gray gas is indeed extraordinary power."

Lu Yuan couldn't help but exclaim.

That kind of injury would be enough to kill a normal person several times, but the rat man could still stand up and become stronger.

Even if it was the second time he saw it, Lu Yuan still felt incredible.

"Then give it a try..."

Lu Yuan took a few steps back and took a stance, just like in reality yesterday.

The next step was the critical moment he was really looking forward to.

Seeing the "transformed" rat man with red eyes, he roared and rushed towards him.

The fighting spirit in Lu Yuan's eyes also burned to the extreme.

Clenched his fists and swung.

"【A flash of inspiration】, a punch, smash it to pieces!"

.......

The cool breeze at night blew the sheets, quilt covers, and clothes hanging on the ropes on the rooftop, bringing a trace of residual detergent smell.

The boy leaning against the wall suddenly opened his eyes, his face as calm as this summer night.

"Dead."

Died under the blow of the transformed rat man, Lu Yuan still couldn't throw that punch again.

But it was also within Lu Yuan's expectations.

The triggering of 【A flash of inspiration】 is too metaphysical, and the consciousness battle is different from reality. No matter how strong the opponent is, it is difficult for him to get the same life and death pressure as in reality.

It's normal that he can't play it.

After all, as the saying goes-there is great terror between life and death, and there is also great opportunity.

"If you can't do it, then keep learning."

"The improvement of intelligence should help me understand Lin Zhiqin's punches."

Lu Yuan did not delay and immediately entered the consciousness battle with Lin Zhiqin as the [imaginary enemy].

He was not wrong in this regard.

After the improvement of intelligence, his insight and comprehension were enhanced. Under the effect of lv2 [imaginary enemy] that can be paused, slowed down and reversed at any time, he really saw some more subtle things.

I feel that I have gained something, and then find the rat man to verify.

This is repeated, and I entered the consciousness space more than a dozen times without knowing it.

Until Lu Yuan felt a little tired, he stopped.

"More than a dozen consciousness battles, only twenty minutes passed in reality."

"I didn't notice this last time."

Lu Yuan glanced at his mobile phone and unexpectedly found that the time required in reality became shorter every time he entered the consciousness space.

Thinking about it for a while, he quickly figured out the principle.

It's like dreaming. The deeper the dream, the faster the flow of time.

Sometimes you feel like you've had a really long dream... but when you wake up you realize that only a few minutes have passed.

"It's almost ten o'clock. I'll go back and practice two sets of Crane Postures and take a shower before going to bed.

That's all for today..."

Lu Yuan stood up, swept all the bottles used to set up the "bottle piles" together, put them in a snakeskin bag, and put them in a corner for next use.

He got all these bottles from the warehouse, there were so many of them.

My mother Zheng Qiuling usually saves them, and when she has almost counted them, she sells them to the junk collector together with the cardboard.

Before going down the rooftop, Lu Yuan lay on the edge and looked down.

The alleys opposite the building were quiet, and the street lights stopped at the alley entrances. In the dark alleys, you can barely see stray cats walking around, and a man peeing against the corner.

Lu Yuan imagined a hideous rat-man suddenly rushing out of one of the alleys, crossing the road, and rushing straight into the old building under his feet...

"No."

Lu Yuan shook his head and put an end to this fantasy.

"It's not so brave. Even if it didn't die, its wounds wouldn't heal so quickly..."

He comforted himself.

Turning around, there was a bit more worry between his brows.