In addition to disrupting and healing the mental and emotional systems of others, mental supernatural elements can also be condensed into physical objects to kill people after reaching a certain level.
It's just that people with mental powers are rare, and most of them focus on healing. Those who can condense physical objects to attack like this are very rare.
Carol stood in the audience and saw that Qi Yun had just used his spiritual power to condense a silver thread to attack Ellie. Although Qi Yun had only condensed a small section, it could be seen that it was similar to the one that Song Jing had used to cut off before.
The silver thread on the two boys' pants is exactly the same.
So what Song Jing did before was not a small trick that she said lightly, but a big deal!
It turns out that Song Jing actually possesses spiritual powers.
"ah!"
Everyone on the stage here had not yet recovered from the previous competition, when a scream suddenly sounded from the other stage.
"You get off the stage first and look at Zeng Hong and Su Feng." Song Jing let go of Qi Yun, jumped off the stage on his toes, and went to the other stage as quickly as possible.
Yan Jue's eyes were filled with blood, and Lin Yu's face was pale and helpless as he supported him, "Brother Yan! Brother Yan!"
"Bastard!" Xu Yong shouted, rushing forward with red eyes and fists.
This game they played was too depressing and frustrating.
There is a person in Masoli's three-person team who has the power of mind reading, who can completely read what they are thinking. No matter what tactics they have, they have nowhere to hide in front of this person.
This feeling of powerlessness is really painful.
Bang--
Xu Yong's body was kicked off the stage like a kite with broken strings. Song Jing's eyes narrowed, and he speeded up. He passed through the crowd of spectators, stepped on someone's shoulder, stretched out his arm, and grabbed Xu Yong's body.
Brave.
"Ugh! Cough!" Blood rolled out of Xu Yong's throat, and he felt like vomiting in his chest.
Song Jing grabbed Xu Yong and fell back on the stage, "No need to compete, we admit defeat. Doctor!"
The medical staff who had been waiting under the stage immediately came forward.
Song Jing handed Xu Yong to the doctor and walked towards Lin Yu.
Lin Yu looked up at her, his eyes filled with scarlet bloodshot eyes, "Sister, Brother Yan saved me. If it weren't for Brother Yan, that golden light would have slit my throat."
"I don't know." Song Jing reached out to Lin Yu, "We have to check it first to know whether it can be cured. But I can promise you that I will try my best!"
"Sister!" Lin Yu felt extremely uncomfortable now.
Isn't it a competition at an exchange conference? Why is it like experiencing a real life-and-death battle?
Song Jing raised his hand and rubbed Lin Yu's head, then turned to look at Masoli's team.
The blonde girl withdrew the supernatural energy lingering around her and looked at Song Jing. She did not feel the slightest apology for almost killing Lin Yu and hurting Yan Jue's eyes. Her eyes were arrogant and cold.
It seems that in her eyes, doing such a thing is normal.
The lives of Lin Yu and Yan Jue were like ants in her eyes.
The blond girl looked at Song Jing and said: "If you feel angry, I will sign up for the solo competition and wait for you to avenge them. However, I advise you not to sign up for the solo competition, because your ending will be the same as theirs
." After that, he turned around and took the other two people off the stage.
Song Jing didn't say anything, and pulled Lin Yu down the stage to see Yan Jue.
Yan Jue has been carried to the side by the medical staff, and the doctor is using healing hormone to treat his eyes.
"Although there is no rule in the competition against hurting others, this is an exchange meeting after all, and the people from the Masori team were too cruel."
"Yes. This boy's eyes must be broken."
"I'm just glad now that I didn't lose the match against the Mussoorie team."
Lin Yu asked, "Doctor, can Brother Yan's eyes be cured?"
There was already a layer of cold sweat on the doctor's forehead, which was a sign that the allergens were exhausted.
Finally, the doctor took back his hand and shook his head, "Sorry, there's nothing I can do."
"Where are the other doctors?" Lin Yu was anxious.
A doctor nearby said: "Dr. Zhou is already the best at treating supernatural powers in the Superpower Bureau."
The most powerful ones said there was nothing they could do, but Yan Jue's eyes were really hopeless.
There were sighs all around.
"Hey, what a pity! This boy's powers are quite strong. If you practice hard, he will definitely have a bright future in the future. Now that his eyes are ruined, his mind will definitely be damaged. I'm afraid it will be difficult to stand up again in the future."
"Massouli is directly ruining his future."
"Brother Yan!" Lin Yu clenched his fists, and his little heart was punched hard by guilt and self-blame.
"I'll do it." Song Jing let go of Lin Yu's hand, walked to Yan Jue and squatted down.
"Ms. Song, there's really nothing we can do." The doctor advised.
Song Jing didn't say anything. She stretched out her hand to cover Yan Jue's eyes. The rich supernatural element gradually lingered on her palms and soaked into Yan Jue's bloody eyes bit by bit.
The doctor next to him opened his eyes in shock, "Do you know how to treat supernatural elements?"
Song Jing didn't say anything. The supernatural elements on his palms condensed from dots of starlight into a dense halo, turning into strips of light that covered Yan Jue's eyes.
"Healing shapeshifters! You actually know how to cure shapeshifters?!"
The so-called therapeutic transformation is to transform the therapeutic power into a substantial form, which can be a scalpel, medicine, or any top-level treatment method.
As the strongest healer in the Supernatural Power Bureau, this doctor has been alive to this day, and this is the first time he has seen a healer incarnate.
"Yan Jue, move your eyes and try to open them." Song Jing said.
Yan Jue's eyes rolled twice under his eyelids, and his eyelids trembled. After several attempts, he finally slowly opened his eyes through a small gap.
"Can you see something?" Song Jing asked.
"I can... I can see a little bit. It's very blurry." Yan Jue could only see a very blurry area in front of him, as if his eyes were blocked by thick fog.
"It's normal to have blood and blurry eyes." Song Jing continued to treat Yan Jue's eyes as the superpower on his palms did not fade away. "How do you feel now?"
Yan Jue tried to open his eyes wider again, but the severe pain made him afraid to open his eyes too wide at once.
But at this time, there was a warm force that was slowly easing away his pain.
Yan Jue finally opened his eyes completely, and bloody tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes bit by bit.
"It's much clearer now. It doesn't hurt much anymore."
"Yeah." Song Jing withdrew the superpower and took two steps back, "Please help him clean up the blood in his eyes."
The stunned medical staff took two seconds to react. They immediately dipped in saline and cleaned the blood from Yan Jue's eyes bit by bit.
"Sister, are Brother Yan's eyes okay?" Lin Yu asked nervously.
"As long as you can open your eyes and see, the problem won't be a big problem. If you raise it a little more, it will be back to its original state."
The person who answered was the doctor. At this time, he looked at Song Jing with intense burning eyes and admiration, "Ms. Song, the healing power is very precious, and you can also cure the transformation. I wonder if you are willing to come to our hospital."
Can it be the medical department of the bureau?”
"Feel sorry."
The doctor quickly waved his hand, "It's okay, you can think about it again."
"I want to go see other people." Song Jing nodded politely, turned around and looked at Xu Yong again.