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- Section 117 The Pain of Mental Power Absorption
The head of the Wizards Association is an old man named Marchans.
He was very happy to learn that Wang Wen and the others wanted to use the teleportation array to go to the front line.
? A clear quotation requires a total of three magic crystals for a teleportation trip within ten people.
People here are very honest.
Honestly tell me that two magic crystals are used as activation energy, and the other is a handling fee.
Seeing the old man's beard and hair trembling and trembling, looking like his death is approaching, Wang Wen was too embarrassed to bargain with him.
Ask what those people in the hall are doing, and why they are "strengthening" around the stone pillars.
Marchans explained that they were practicing spiritual power.
That stone pillar was made by a top magician in the mainland, and it can absorb a person's spiritual power within a few seconds without hurting him.
The longer the person persists after being sucked out, the higher the total amount of mental power after recovery.
For a magician, the higher the mental power, the faster the release of magic and the stronger the power.
So practicing this way every day is a daily compulsory course for the magicians in the association.
Upon hearing this, Wang Wen suddenly became interested.
Quickly confirm whether this training method will have any sequelae.
The old man gave him a strange look and said that magicians all over the continent are trained in this way, and they have not heard of any sequelae for many years.
Except for some minor problems such as dizziness, nausea, and retching that inevitably occur after mental power is exhausted, it will not cause the slightest harm to the body.
Wang Wen was overjoyed.
If what this person said is true, then this method of promotion is much more comfortable than a time-limited secret room!
He once again asked the old man sincerely: "Excuse me, can we try that stone pillar? Will I die if I continue to hold on after my mental power is exhausted?"
"Pfft!"
Before the old man had time to speak, a tall and good-looking female magician standing next to him, who looked a bit like a half-breed, rushed to laugh first.
She looked at Mo Ran and the others who were curiously watching the stone pillars on the other side, turned her head and said to Wang Wen: "I advise you to put away your boring curiosity, this is not a game, it is a training method for professional magicians. If you die, you won¡¯t die, but there will be great pain, and the feeling that life is worse than death for ordinary people will probably leave a lifetime of shadows!¡±
Wang Wen likes to listen to the key points when listening to people.
From the other party's words, he heard the words "will not die", and he got the answer.
He cheerfully said to the female magician: "Okay, thank you."
The female magician's expression was taken aback.
Seeing Wang Wen finish thanking, she continued to look at Marchans eagerly and asked, "Then can I try it right now? It won't disturb other people, right?"
A fearless posture of the unknown.
Marchance was very kind.
Kindly express that there is no usage limit for this stone pillar, and anyone who is interested can try it.
Seeing that the kind advice was not given due attention, the female magician on the side frowned unhappily, snorted and snorted, crossed her arms and made up her mind to watch the show.
After Wang Wen got permission, she walked to the stone pillar with great interest, rolled up her sleeves and put her hands on it.
People around saw him put his hands together, and his whole body seemed to be frozen, standing there motionless, even his expression didn't change for a long time.
If it weren't for the occasional blinking of his eyelids, he almost thought he was being illuminated by the body bead.
Marchans next to him looked at Wang Wen with a smile on his face.
In the beginning, there were still encouraging eyes.
After more than ten seconds, I started to wonder.
Half a minute later, the people around the stone pillar had changed several times, and Wang Wen was still sticking to the stone pillar to "strength".
The female magician's expression changed from disdain to dullness.
Marchance thought that there was something wrong with the surface of the stone pillar that Wang Wen touched, so he walked over and gently pointed the stone pillar next to Wang Wen's palm with his finger.
In an instant, he was sucked in like an electric shock and rolled his eyes.
He quickly backed away, and asked Wang Wen in wonder, "Are you okay?"
So everyone saw that Wang Wen finally moved, he nodded slowly, and replied: "Okay, okay."
Marchance became even more curious, and asked him: "Are you still persisting? Haven't you exhausted your mental power yet?"
Wang Wen nodded slowly: "It's empty."
"" Marchance said anxiously, "Then don't you feel sick? Don't you feel pain?"
Wang Wen nodded slowly: "Alright, okay."
In the process of speaking, the time ran past ten seconds.
Marchans and all the magicians around who saw this scene were all stunned.
No one can last so long on the smoking god stone! !
Even the top magician in the mainland who made this kind of sacred stone can't do it himself!
The person who lasted the longest in history was only 12 seconds!
It is said that the person who set the record passed out after 12 seconds because of too much pain.
Ordinary people can only take up to 3 seconds.
Well-trained and powerful magicians are basically between 6 and 10 seconds.
Most people in the Association of Magicians like Marchance can only hold on for 5 seconds.
When he is in good condition, he can barely last 7 seconds.
But he is very old.
The physical condition is deteriorating.
The greatest hope in my lifetime is to see a young man breaking his own record in smoking the God Stone.
To be the pride of this association.
Tell the world that his association can also cultivate very powerful great magicians.
It is a pity that this wish has not been fulfilled for many years.
Gradually, Marchans gave up.
No longer have unrealistic expectations.
Every day, I quietly watched the magicians in the association hold the stone pillar for three to five seconds before retreating in pain.
The heart is like still water.
But now, what is the situation in front of you?
That outsider has been hugging the stone pillar for almost a minute! !
The key is that he is not a magician yet!
For the first time, Marchance felt that he was indeed old, too old to understand the changes in the world.
The female magician next to her had a constipated expression on her face.
She felt that there must be something wrong with it!
It may be that the other party has not undergone effective training, and the mental power is too low to attract the attention of smoking the god stone.
right! It must be so!
The guy's expression didn't look like he was in any pain at all.
It must be that the inhalation of the god stone didn't work on him, so he was able to stand there all the time.
It looks scary, but in fact nothing happened at all.
"Pretentious!"
The female magician hammered her right palm with her left hand excitedly, proud of her wisdom.
As a result, within two seconds of being proud, she was horrified to see Wang Wen next to the stone pillar start to have a nosebleed!
A magician who backed away from the stone pillar walked up to Marchance, first glanced at the female magician who was in a daze with her mouth open, then pointed at the stone pillar and stammered, "President, what's wrong with this man? What is he doing?" ? Are you cultivating spiritual power?"
No wonder he would ask such a question.
Wang Wen's appearance at the moment doesn't look like she is enduring pain and cultivating her spiritual power, but more like falling in love with smoking a magic stone.
Hold on and don't let go.
Marchans twisted his neck stiffly and looked around.
All the magicians present looked as if they saw a ghost made of shit.
Their mood has gone beyond the categories of "surprise" and "surprise".
So complicated that I don't even know how to express it in words.
? All three views are collapsing.
Just like ordinary people eat, they usually eat a bowl.
When you have a good appetite, it is not bad to eat an extra bowl.
Then there was a big stomach king who showed that he ate five or six bowls and ten bowls in one go, and everyone exclaimed, "Wow, it's so good, it's so delicious."
But suddenly someone ate a whole pot in front of him?
No, proportionally, it has to be eaten in barrels, a large drum with a capacity of hundreds of liters. Others use it for bathing, and this person uses it for rice!
Still can't stop eating!
what is this? Pulling while eating can't keep up with the speed!
It's not eating but doing magic, right?
It's crossed the border, brother!
It completely exceeded the definition of "not powerful", it is a horror at all!
Seeing that one or two people in this Association of Magicians are about to commit suicide.
Mo Ran couldn't bear it.
Went to the side of the stone pillar and tried to touch it.
After shaking for a while, he stepped back, shook his head and rubbed his temples, and said seriously to Marchans and the female magician who were watching over, "Why don't you guys be busy? If this stone is If there is only this level of pain"
Turning her head to look at Wang Wen, who was bleeding from the nose but had bright eyes as if she was having fun all the time, Mo Ran continued speechlessly: "He can play until he's hungry."Wang Min, who has a nosebleed but bright eyes, seems to be having fun all the time, Mo Ran continued speechlessly: "He can play until he is hungry.?¡ - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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