After listening to Huai Lan's words, Feng Xiaowan's face was full of worry. She looked at Yang Chen on the hospital bed and said, "Brother Yang, when will you wake up?"
After Yang Chen heard the conversation between the two women, he became very anxious. He tried hard to open his eyes or move his body. During this time, he had tried countless times without success.
"Why do I feel like my Dantian is being suppressed by something? The reason why I can't wake up is probably related to the feeling of being suppressed in my Dantian."
Yang Chen secretly said in his heart that he tried to practice the God of War Art to regain his strength, but every time he used the God of War Art to inhale the weak spiritual energy in the air into his dantian, it was like encountering a barrier, and the spiritual energy could not enter the dantian at all.
If the spiritual energy cannot enter the Dantian, he will not be able to exert his strength and will not be able to practice.
Fortunately, his Dantian was not destroyed, but was temporarily "closed". Perhaps after he woke up, his Dantian could return to normal.
Yang Chen thought secretly in his heart.
After the cultivation failed, Yang Chen did not sit idle, but began to use his senses to sense everything around him.
He has been doing this for the past few days. He can feel everything in the room where he is. If he could wake up now, he could avoid all obstacles in the room even if he closed his eyes.
At the beginning, he could only sense everything in the ward where he was, but as he trained, the range of his perception grew every day.
Perception, like radar, constantly expands its range of perception.
From his ward, to the courtyard where they were, to the entire Mu Mansion, everything in the entire Mu Mansion was now within his perception.
Of course, perception is just perception after all. Although we can distinguish whether it is a person, an animal, or an object, we cannot see it.
"Now, my range of perception has expanded to the entire Mu Mansion. I have already cultivated the water element. Can I use the power of the element to control water?"
A bold idea suddenly appeared in Yang Chen's mind.
Coincidentally, neither Feng Xiaowan nor Huai Lan was in his room, and there was a glass of water on the table next to him.
Suddenly, a soft force slowly spread out from Yang Chen's body. This force, as gentle as water, came to the water glass placed on the table.
Immediately afterwards, the water in the water glass floated up from the quilt, suspended in mid-air, and turned into a bird for a while, and a water dragon for a while.
Because he was so focused on manipulating the water in the cup that he even forgot to perceive everything outside.
At this moment, a masked killer dressed in black entered the room quietly.
As soon as he entered the room, he was shocked to find a water dragon swimming in the void, and he was immediately stunned.
The killer asked in surprise: "What is this?"
It wasn't until this moment that Yang Chen realized that someone had entered the room.
With a "crash" sound, the water dragon turned into countless water droplets and fell on the ground.
Although the killer was surprised and didn't know what happened just now, he also knew what he was doing. He quickly regained his composure and came to Yang Chen's bedside with a dagger in his hand.
He raised the dagger, stared at Yang Chen on the hospital bed, and said coldly: "You shouldn't come to Mu's Mansion!"
After the words fell, he did not hesitate at all. The dagger in his hand fell directly towards Yang Chen's heart.