"Fatty, let's do it again!"
Yang Fan's face was full of excitement as he looked back at An Sheng with great desire. His smile was so wide that it almost reached the back of his head.
An Sheng was so scared that he shuddered.
Was this guy a monster?
After taking his strongest attack, not only did he not show any discomfort, he even showed this kind of unsatisfied thirst. Was he addicted?
Could this guy be a masochist?!
An Sheng quivered. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. From Yang Fan's series of actions just now, it was not difficult to see that this guy already had a very serious masochistic tendency. Otherwise, how could a normal person be so free as to let others attack him?
The more powerful it was, the more enjoyable it was!
The more powerful the skill, the more excited he was!
"Hmm?" After waiting for a long time and not feeling any experience coming, Yang Fan could not help but frown. "Why isn't it coming yet? Can't you be more straightforward?!"
An Sheng's body went limp and he almost threw the stretcher in his hand to the ground.
"Brother, you're my biological brother. Can you stop tormenting me like this? That was my ultimate move just now. Using it once consumed more than half of my mental strength. I really can't continue! "
An Sheng wanted to cry a little. He just wanted to learn some hypnotism from Yang Fan and play cool. He really did not have any bad intentions. Why did God punish him like this and let him meet a pervert like Yang Fan?
"You can't do it anymore?" Yang Fan looked at An Sheng with disappointment and shook his head. "You're a level one Spirit Reader. With such little stamina, you're really a disgrace to your grandfather!"
An Sheng's face darkened. Why couldn't he do it? Why was his stamina low? Soul Chasing Arrow was a Mortal Level Spirit Secret Skill. It was already very impressive that I could use it at this stage, okay?
You're just a rookie who just awakened your mental strength. What do you know!
You're a disgrace to my grandfather. You're talking as if you know my grandfather. Your brain is so big that it's not yours anymore!
"Alright, I knew you weren't reliable." Yang Fan shrugged helplessly, "In the future, don't use this kind of Secret Spirit Skill that consumes too much energy on me. Let's just use Soul Pierce."
Ansheng was dumbfounded.
What was the meaning of this?
'In the future? Trickle water flows normally? Are you trying to pin the blame on me?' Did I say I would cooperate with you?
Just as he was about to speak, An Sheng's spiritual space suddenly shook, and a mental thought that did not belong to him was suddenly transmitted to him from Yang Fan's direction.
In the mind, there was a detailed description of the Five Finger Hypnosis. As soon as An Sheng's mental strength came into contact with the mind, the contents of the mind were completely absorbed into his sea of consciousness. Everything about the Five Finger Hypnosis was also completely imprinted in his mind.
Imparting the Dao through one's spirit and imparting one's strength through one's will!
An Sheng had some knowledge in the end and instantly saw through the mental cultivation method Yang Fan was using. His heart was greatly shaken.
Even he, An Dao, could not do such a teaching technique. Where did Yang Fan, a newbie who had just awakened his mental strength, learn it from?
Most importantly, based on his mental power at the moment, how could he use it?
Not only was this unscientific, it had even completely subverted his understanding of Spirit Readers.
An Sheng even began to suspect that Yang Fan could have been possessed by some King Tier or even Emperor Tier boss. Otherwise, how could he suddenly become so monstrous?
In fact, it was not only An Sheng who found it unbelievable, even Yang Fan himself was dumbfounded.
He had just habitually used the Spiritual Resonance that he often used in the game. He did not expect it to succeed in one go without any hindrance. It was as if all of this was his instinct, as if it was an extension of his arm, and it was very smooth!
Wasn't Spiritual Resonance a Mortal Tier Spiritual Skill that he learned in the game? How could he use it directly in reality?
Since Spiritual Resonance could be used, did that mean that other martial arts and Secret Spirit Skills could also be used in reality?!
In an instant, Yang Fan's heartbeat sped up. He was very excited.
"You have used Spiritual Resonance on Level 1 Spirit Reader An Sheng. Resonance successful. Both parties' mental frequencies are synchronized. Mental Strength + 1, Skill Familiarity + 2."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for creating a Mortal Tier Spiritual Skill — Spiritual Resonance! Mental Strength + 5, Comprehension + 1. Basic Skill Familiarity + 1000. Current Skill Familiarity (100210000) "
The System's voice rang in his ear, further confirming Yang Fan's guess. The skills in the game could actually be used in the real world.
However, these skills were all self-created. Not only did it give him an additional Comprehension, but these skills were also at the Proficient Realm from the start. It was simply too awesome!
"I still have the Charm skill, Immobilization skill, Divine Spirit Intimidation …"
Yang Fan was very excited. He began to count the Secret Spirit Skills that he had learned in the game. He wanted to use them one by one, completely turning them into his life-saving trump cards.
"Hmm? Why is there no reaction? "
The first skill that Yang Fan decided to restore was the Charm skill that he had used the most in the game. This was a Secret Spirit Skill that was exclusive to Spirit Readers. Although it was only the most basic Mortal Tier, its effect and function were not comparable to many Mortal Tier Secret Skills or even Spiritual Skills.
However, when he displayed all the Charm skill's casting techniques and Mental Strength control, Yang Fan did not feel the Mental Strength consumption that came after the skill was successfully cast. The System did not prompt him at all.
"What's going on? There shouldn't be a mistake, right? "
Yang Fan began to focus on self-examination. When he saw the specific value of his Mental Strength attribute, he had some guesses in his heart.
His current Mental Strength attribute was: 3595 (Mental Strength Awakened: 95100)
The Spiritual Resonance just now had directly consumed a total of 60 points of his Mental Strength reserve. Although he did not feel any severe fatigue or discomfort, 35 points were indeed not a lot.
When he cast the entry-level Charm skill in the game, it consumed about 20 points of Mental Strength each time. According to the standard of the Spiritual Resonance skill that had been created at the Proficient Level, 35 points of Mental Strength was definitely not enough.
Without enough Mental Strength, it was natural that he would not be able to cast the corresponding Secret Spirit Skills. There was nothing wrong with that.
"Looks like I can only wait a little longer. It won't be too late to experiment one by one after my Mental Strength has fully recovered!"
Yang Fan collected his thoughts and did not think too much about it.
As for those martial arts skills, now was not the right time. It would not be too late to think about it after Song Zian's matter was completely resolved.
Behind him, after the initial shock, Ansheng's entire mind was firmly attracted by the Five-Finger Hypnosis in his mind. He focused on comprehending and learning, and did not have the leisure to inquire about Yang Fan's secrets.
People who were too curious usually died very quickly.
This was the family rule of the An family, and Ansheng had always deeply believed in it.
Some things could be seen through but not revealed, and everyone could still be good friends. If one wanted to get to the bottom of everything, not to mention friends, even family members would have a grudge against one another.
Three minutes later, the two of them carried Song Zian through the door of the infirmary once again.
At this time, the infirmary was not as lively as it was when they had first arrived. There were only a few students in the infirmary, and many of the young nurses had already gathered together to drink tea and chat. Seeing Zhang Fengyu and Yang Fan coming in from outside, Chen Xin, who was chatting and laughing with her colleagues, had a change in expression. She hesitated for a moment, but still stood up to welcome them.
Under Zhang Fengyu's instructions, Chen Xin led Yang Fan and the other two to the examination area at the side. There were beds and basic examination equipment inside, and if the situation was urgent, they could even quickly create a sterile surgical area to perform some simple emergency surgery on the patient.
Yang Fan and Ansheng cooperated and carried Song Zian to the bed designated by Chen Xin, then silently watched as Chen Xin began to perform some of the most basic examinations on Song Zian's condition.
Temperature, heartbeat, pupils, pulse, everything was done in an orderly manner.
This time, Ansheng was not as attentive to Chen Xin as before. He stood quietly at the side with a solemn expression. When he looked at Chen Xin, there was not a trace of emotion in his eyes, as if he was a completely different person.
Yang Fan raised his head and glanced at him. Ever since this fatty revealed his Level One Spiritual Force identity in front of Yang Fan, Yang Fan felt that this guy seemed to have become a lot colder.
In the past, every time he saw a beautiful young lady like Chen Xin, he was like a cat that smelled something fishy, and would eagerly approach her while drooling.
Yang Fan was really not used to him acting like a gentleman in front of a beautiful lady.
This was very unsettling!
In fact, it was not only Yang Fan, but even Chen Xin would occasionally glance at Ansheng's chubby face while checking on Song Zian's basic condition. The surprise and bewilderment in her heart would appear on her face.
Yang Fan's hypnotism was only in the minds of Chen Xin, Cheng Xueqian, and Zhang Fengyu. It did not directly affect or interfere with their daily habits.
Therefore, Chen Xin was actually still Chen Xin. It was just that when she saw Yang Fan, she would unconsciously feel some resistance and fear in her heart. However, this did not affect her previous memory and impression of Ansheng.
"These two people feel so strange. It's as if they're crazy."
After finishing the preliminary examination on Song Zian, Chen Xin secretly glanced at the two young students standing in front of the bed. She felt a little strange.
However, due to her inexplicable fear of Yang Fan, Chen Xin didn't dare to tease Ansheng like she did when they first met. She only whispered to them, "The patient's life isn't in danger." Then, she turned around and walked out of the room.
"Haha!" Not long after Chen Xin left, Ansheng was suddenly energized. He laughed with great self-satisfaction and confidence. "I learned it!"
"Five Finger Hypnotism, that's all there is to it! I only used a little bit of strength, and it was easily taken down! "
In an instant, Ansheng's cold demeanor disappeared, and he became the wretched fatty that Yang Fan was familiar with.
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