"What do you think? Am I qualified enough to challenge you?" Xiao Wu raised her head with a proud look, and waved her pink little fist at Ye Zhiqiu, looking quite cute.
Ye Zhiqiu rubbed his temples in pain. He originally thought that after he threatened Xiao San, Xiao San would use all his strength to win the competition. Who knew that this guy was a complete loser and lost just like in the original novel.
Sure enough, some things cannot be changed.
"Of course we can compete. If you can take my attack without being affected, I lose, how about that?" Ye Zhiqiu said calmly. He was a complete jerk in fighting. If he really went up to fight, he'd probably lose faster than Tang San.
"Are you sure you want to take this move?" Xiao Wu blinked and asked doubtfully.
"Hmm~" Ye Zhiqiu nodded affirmatively.
"Here I come, what exactly is Brother Qiu's martial spirit? This time I must see it clearly."
"I think it has something to do with the eyes. Look at Brother Qiu's pupils. They are red, and it looks like there are tadpoles crawling inside them."
Wang Sheng and others were discussing curiously.
"There are tadpoles crawling around." Ye Zhiqiu's face darkened. He felt it was time to justify his Sharingan.
Slowly getting down from the bed, Ye Zhiqiu walked a few steps to the aisle and stood still. Then he said to Xiao Wu who was not far away: "Ye Zhiqiu, my martial soul Sharingan is innately full of soul power. Please give me some advice."
"Sharingan?" Tang San frowned. Was this the name Ah Qiu had chosen himself? What did it mean?
Wang Sheng and the others were not too surprised this time. They had been surprised too much today. At this time, even if a new part-time student came and said that he was born with full soul power, they probably wouldn't find it strange.
Perhaps, perhaps. Are innate full soul power already commonplace? They thought with some sadness.
Xiao Wu smiled and said, "I've already introduced myself, so I won't introduce myself anymore. Let's get started. Let me see what you can do."
Ye Zhiqiu was not polite either. He narrowed his eyes and moved his mind slightly. A mysterious force enveloped Xiao Wu. This was mental power, which was invisible and intangible. Without special means, it could not be detected at all.
To put it simply, low-level illusion is to use one's own mental power to confuse the opponent, and the Sharingan is a medium that can make the mental power more effective.
Xiao Wu was a little surprised to see Ye Zhiqiu just standing there without making any moves. Didn't he ask her to take a move? Why don't you make a move?
However, when she saw Ye Zhiqiu's scarlet eyes, she suddenly felt dizzy and dazed.
She quickly shook her head, but found that it had no effect at all, and she became dizzier even faster.
Finally, Xiao Wu's pupils became dull, her eyes lifeless, and she stood there stupidly. She fell into the illusion created by Ye Zhiqiu.
Seeing Xiao Wu being controlled, Ye Zhiqiu breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he didn't know if his Sharingan illusion would be effective on this 100,000-year-old rabbit. It was purely a gamble. So far, it seemed to be working well.
Xiao Wu's condition was not right, and everyone present could see it. Wang Sheng and others secretly admired him. Brother Qiu was really awesome. He subdued this tough little girl with just one look.
Ever since Ye Zhiqiu entered the scene, Tang San has been carefully observing Ye Zhiqiu's eyes, wanting to know how Ye Zhiqiu's martial spirit works.
Unfortunately, until Xiao Wu was subdued, Tang San didn't see the slightest sign. Instead, after watching for a long time, he always felt that those eyes were a little ominous, which made him feel a little uneasy.
Ye Zhiqiu glanced at Tang San with a half-smile. His mental strength had grown considerably due to the awakening of his Sharingan. Tang San was staring into his eyes, and Ye Zhiqiu could naturally sense it. "However, you think you can see through the power of my Sharingan with your naked eyes? That's too naive."
"Xiao San, what kind of dance do you want to see? Or do you want to go up and dance with us?" Ye Zhiqiu looked at Tang San with a smile. Although his Sharingan was very likely to be useless against Tang San at the moment, Tang San didn't know.
From Tang San's expression, it can be seen that Tang San is still a little timid.
"Well, I think the concierge's dance last time was pretty good." Tang San was stunned by Ye Zhiqiu and unconsciously said what was in his heart. However, after he said it, he regretted it. But the words were obviously not taken back.
Ye Zhiqiu glanced at Tang San strangely, "You're quite a thief."
Tang San scratched his head embarrassedly.
Wang Sheng and others gathered around at this time. "Brother Qiu, I have finally opened my eyes today. I know what it means to kill with your eyes." A child of about eight years old said excitedly.
Wang Sheng slapped his forehead with a "snap" sound. "Can you speak? What do you mean by killing someone? Aren't you afraid that the teachers at the academy will hear you? This should be called the aura of a king. Brother Qiu can subdue people with just a glance!"
"Yes, yes, Brother Qiu is awesome."
These children praised Ye Zhiqiu one by one, making him feel a little flattered and embarrassed to listen any further.
"Okay, stop making trouble. This girl is probably about to wake up, we have to hurry and let her dance for a while." Ye Zhiqiu pushed everyone away, found a bed to sit on, controlled the changes in the illusion, and let Xiao Wu dance to the Pure Land of Bliss.
Xiao Wu's body was very flexible, making it very suitable for dancing. Under Ye Zhiqiu's control, she performed various movements effortlessly, with impeccable posture.
Seeing this interesting and energetic dance for the first time, Tang San, Wang Sheng and others were all staring at it.
Ye Zhiqiu watched it with great interest. It was quite a unique experience to watch the brainwashing dance of his previous life in this alien world.
However, he was probably the only one who could use the Sharingan's illusion to trick others into dancing. I wonder if Madara-sama would be so angry that he would crawl out of his coffin if he knew about this? Ye Zhiqiu smiled self-deprecatingly.
Not long after, Xiao Wu finished dancing the song "Pure Land of Bliss". Tang San and the others seemed to be reluctant to leave. They even had the urge to dance a few times. What's wrong with this damn sense of rhythm?
Ye Zhiqiu held back his laughter as he looked at Wang Sheng and the others who were shaking their legs. These guys were brainwashed too quickly. If they were given some music, would they be able to have a blast?
It turns out that there is a reason why some dances become so popular.
Seeing that the trick was almost over, Ye Zhiqiu went up and patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder. The easiest way to break a low-level illusion is to use external force.
Ye Zhiqiu's gentle pat helped Xiao Wu slowly come back to her senses, but she was still a little dazed.
"You lose~"
Xiao Wu was stunned looking at the smiling and pretty little boy in front of her.
Looking at Ye Zhiqiu's little hand on her shoulder, Xiao Wu was a little confused. Did she lose just like that? I don't even know what happened.
Hi, I'm so angry~!