Chapter 101 Shadow

This suddenly emerging Yong Bowen, with foggy black gas all over his body, a pair of eyes shining green, exactly the same clothes, and a wine glass in his hand, but the expression on his face was gloomy, which seemed extremely fierce and dangerous.

Yong Bowen subconsciously encouraged his mana, was fully alert, and was ready to take action against himself shrouded in black fog.

However, before he took action, he suddenly heard two crisp sounds, and the black fog-covered Yong Bowen suddenly disappeared.

Then he heard the voice of Bai Linghai in his ear, "Yong Da Tianshi, I just offended you. I'll clean up here first!"

He is still sitting at the table, standing in front of the Beiling Sea, and Su Yuzhang and Bao Zhengguo are sitting on both sides. The world is peaceful and the atmosphere is harmonious. Both Su Bao are smiling and seem to be quite satisfied with the general performance of the Beiling Sea.

Yong Bowen was settled. Seeing that Bellinghai drank all the wine in the glass and didn't want people to find faults, he also raised his glass and drank half a glass of wine cleanly.

Bai Linghai drank all the glass of wine and turned the glass upside down. After indicating that there was no wine left, he smiled at Yong Bowen and turned back to his seat. The last smile was quite natural, but there was a little pride in the smile, and I don't know why.

What happened just now?

Illusions or spells?

Yong Bowen subconsciously looked at Su Yuzhang and Bao Zhengguo. The two of them were close at hand, talking and laughing with Zuo Jin's deskmate, as if they didn't feel anything.

But the scene just now is so real that it can never be an illusion!

As a mage, the most important thing is to have a firm confidence in yourself, especially at the spiritual level.

It doesn't say that the battle between the magicians is abnormal, and the yin moves are superimposed, especially the illusion is even more unpreventable. If you can't keep your mind at any time and ensure the stability of the/spiritual level, just the counter-eating during practice is enough to make the mage lose most of his life.

Although Yong Bowen has no famous teacher's guidance, he has practiced since he was a child and practiced authentic Taoist spells. The most important thing is that his heart is quiet, and it is impossible to have hallucinations and feel nothing.

Just now, it was obvious that someone had cast a spell for some unknown purpose.

Will it be the Bailing Sea?

There are only three people around me, Bai Linghai, Su Fengzhang and Bao Zhengguo. Naturally, the biggest suspicion is the Belling Sea.

No matter who casts the spell, he cast spells on Yong Bowen, the guest of honor, on this occasion. Once it is found to be exposed, the consequences are absolutely unimaginable. At least Chi Guoguo is beating Su Fuzhang's face, even the second ancestor like the backer of the Beiling Sea can't bear it.

Since you still insist on casting spells, there must be a major purpose, and it is impossible to finish it with a flash.

Yong Bowen quietly used spells to check his body. He got nothing, but he was still worried that he had been secretly tricked. He turned to Pan Hanyi sitting on the table next to him - this table is the highest floor of the association. Even if Yong Bowen is not interesting, it is not good to let the staff around him sit at this table, so Pan Hanyi can only choose one. The table next to him sat down. Fortunately, it was not far away. If something happened, it was enough to react in time - he winced, pretended to be drunk, and staggered to stand up and go to the bathroom.

As a subordinate of Pan Hanyi, when he saw the boss like this, he naturally rushed up and held Yong Bowen, but no one doubted it. The two went into the bathroom. Yong Bowen used his six-eared listening skills to check and confirmed that there was no one around, so he seized the time to treat the situation just now to Pan. Han Yi said. After listening to it, Pan Hanyi first conducted a detailed exploration of Yong Bowen's body with spells. The result was the same as Yong Bowen's self-examination, and there was no private magic. Pan Hanyi was a little relieved and thought for a moment, "I've heard of a spell that can summon the darkest and evil side of a person's heart and attack me like a mirror. He can do all the spells you can do, and will not be killed. The only solution is to kill the caster, and then summoned The shadow will disappear naturally. The shadow summoned seems to be a little similar to what you just said. It's just that you take such a big risk to summon it. How can you disappear without any action? Su Yuzhang and Bao Zhengguo are both masters, and it's impossible not to see them!" For a while, I was puzzled.

The banquet is not over yet, and the time does not allow the two to think about it slowly here. In the end, Pan Hanyi had to propose to raise the alert level, and then transfer two teams to guard around the banquet hotel and carry out strict control in case of accidents.

While Yong Bowen and Pan Hanyi were still suspicious, an instrument was quickly receiving some kind of secret signal in a room of a cruise ship on the river about two kilometers away from the General Assembly Park.

On the circular platform in the center of the room, a life-size three-dimensional virtual image was quickly formed. Suits and leather shoes, well-dressed, glasses of wine, black smoke all over the body, and the expression was gloomy. It was the dark version of Yong Bowen!

Several laptops that have been set up around the platform, the virtual image of the dark version of Yong Bowen is slowly rotating on the screen of each computer, and various values flashes quickly beside the virtual image, forming a huge numerical flow like a Matrix.

In such a scene with some science fiction concepts, the computer is operated by young people in green gowns, with short hair, round black shoes, and the cuffs rolled up, revealing the white lining inside. The image is like a servant of the mansion door coming out of a modern drama, which is in serious contradiction with this very sci-fi scene.

The old man in a green cloth gown with a goatee stared at the data flow on the computer screen. Just behind him, on the sofa against the wall, sat a young man with thin eyebrows, thin lips and pale face. At the age of 20, he was wearing a suit and looked particularly eye-catching in a room of blue cloth shirts.

"This data doesn't seem to be accurate! Yong Bowen can become a great master of Zihui at this age. Even with the help of Yu Chengshi, he can't be too weak. Otherwise, how can he escape from the Battle of Japan alive! But looking at this data analysis, it is clearly the level of a second-rate master. If it is an ordinary young man, it makes sense, but it can be put on Yong Bowen, but it doesn't make sense.

The old man with goatee carefully observed the analyzed data. Although he did not look back, the words were obviously for the young people on the corner sofa.

The mean-looking young man gently shook the gobstick with blood-like bright red wine in his hand and said lightly, "What's so strange about this? There are many people who are difficult to be worthy of fame. During the period when Yongbo appeared, I have collected all the news. Well, it is certain that he is not known for his personal combat ability, and this data is also in line with this statement..." He glanced at the screen, drank all the red wine in the glass, and finally said hatefully, "It's just the scum of five with insufficient combat effectiveness!"