Lao Mo slapped Aoi on the chest, but Aoi didn't dodge at all, but came forward to meet him.
Isn't this seeking death?
Lao Mo felt something was wrong, but he still slapped it down.
But with this palm strike, Aoi disappeared like a puff of smoke.
Lao Mo was shocked and didn't know why.
And this scene was seen by all of us.
But what he saw was a little different from what Lao Mo saw now.
What we see is that Lao Mo didn't think about Aoi at all, but patted the air next to him, not Aoi.
After Aoi shot the kunai, he was already cruising ten meters ahead of him to his left.
His hands were formed in seals and he kept whispering in his mouth, probably reciting a mantra.
On the stage, Lao Mo looked horrified.
Before she could react, Aoi appeared from behind.
Lao Mo backhand struck the Five Thunder Palm again, still doing the same, shattering it into a puff of smoke.
In our eyes, Lao Mo is just alone in the ring, beating the air randomly.
Bystanders are clear and instantly understand what is going on.
"Here I go, has this kid been cursed?"
"It must be. You see, he couldn't see the woman at all and was beating her around."
"Brother, you are under an illusion!"
"When did he fall under the illusion? I didn't see a woman. Was there a seal just now?"
"..."
Many fellow Taoists reminded me, and at the same time they wondered how Lao Mo fell into the illusion.
But in the illusion, Lao Mo couldn't hear these prompts at all.
Lao Mo still couldn't listen and was fighting the air.
Those darts would hit him from time to time.
Cut bloody gashes on his body...
After Lao Mo fired the Five Thunder Palms twice, he probably realized that he was under an illusion, so he stopped using the Five Thunder Palms to consume spiritual energy.
He was just constantly dodging those incoming darts.
I looked at Lao Mo from a distance and felt even more strange.
Just ask my uncle:
"Uncle Master, when did Lao Mo get cursed?"
Uncle Master looked at the arena and squinted:
"Think about it carefully. How many times did that woman move? Every move she made was planned."
My uncle did not explain directly, but let me analyze it myself.
At the same time, many people in the arena had the same idea.
But I can't guess.
I recalled some of Aoi’s actions after taking the stage.
Take off your clothes, tie your head, use darts, form seals, and use kunai.
By the way, kunai.
"Uncle Master, is it the kunai that missed a lot of shots?"
Uncle Master nodded slightly:
"That's right, if I guess correctly.
There should be some kind of special curse seal on that supreme pain.
Fuso Onmyoji is very unique.
Use illusions and swordsmanship.
The woman in front of me should belong to the former.
She used the kunai to quietly put Xiao Mo under the spell.
But besides that, there are times when she takes off her clothes..."
"Undress?"
I squinted my eyes and started thinking about it.
When the woman took off her clothes, there was a fragrance that filled the air, not strong but light.
"Uncle Master, is there something wrong with the fragrance?"
Uncle Master was not sure of the answer this time, but he did say:
"I think there should be some kind of connection.
This scene is so beautiful.
It’s better to take precautions when encountering these Onmyoji in the future.”
I said "hmm" and opened my eyes to look carefully again.
And now, Lao Mo still sees numerous figures.
There were all those female onmyojis around, but none of them were real people.
Aoi is a master of illusions and is known in Japan as the number one illusionist of the younger generation.
Her illusion skills have reached such a level that ghosts and monsters can be attacked silently and then killed by her.
He is the younger generation and the strongest illusion onmyoji in the Jiuju sect.
He is also very famous in the entire Japanese Onmyoji circle.
Lao Mo didn't have the Soul-clearing Talisman on him. After all, who would wear the Soul-clearing Talisman in a ring?
For a while, I couldn't figure it out at all.
Many people in the audience began to shake their heads, secretly thinking that Lao Mo must be finished.
Without the clearing talisman, there is no way to break away from the illusion, and you will definitely be consumed alive and defeated.
Aoi smiled evilly and kept chanting curses.
Occasionally, a spell will be used to strengthen the power of the spell.
Or use darts to sneak attack Lao Mo.
"Hey! This female onmyoji has some skills!"
"Yes! Even if this fellow Taoist is stronger than her, in the field of illusion, he can't beat a real person at all, so it's useless!"
"It would be too frustrating to lose like this."
"Pity."
"..."
There were long and short sighs.
But at this moment, bursts of Taoist sounds suddenly sounded from Lao Mo's mouth;
Tao is invisible and gives birth to heaven and earth.
The road is ruthless, running the sun and the moon.
The nameless avenue nourishes all things...
Those present were basically all fellow Chinese people.
After hearing Old Mo Nian's words, everyone was slightly startled and then shook their heads.
"The Calming Mantra?"
"Here I go, with this level of illusion, chanting the Calming Mantra is useless!"
"Hey! It's useless to struggle to death!"
"..."
Many people are not optimistic about it.
But the more Lao Mo read, the more people around him realized something was wrong.
Because what Lao Mo read was completely different from what they usually learned.
And every time you recite a sentence, waves of Tao Qi will ripple outward.
"Hey! What is this kid reading? Why is it different from what I know?"
"Yeah! I haven't heard those words just now!"
"Something's wrong. Look at Aoi, her expression has changed. She's speeding up the formation of seals and chanting spells."
"..."
Aoi's tone increased, his brows furrowed, and his Tao Qi fluctuations continued to increase.
Obviously, this is a battle of wits.
Many people don't know why this happens.
How could this curse recited by Lao Mo resist such an illusion?
But only some of the older generation and celebrities were staring at Lao Mo in surprise.
He said excitedly every word:
"Wu Que, Wu Que, is the Wu Que Meditation Mantra!"