Yang Wen's Nightmare _ 1

Yang Wen rubbed his eyes curiously. He realized that he had actually appeared at the peak of a tall mountain.

Then he realized that not far away from him stood a handsome youth. It was Liu Jiang.

What's going on? Is this a dream? Yang Wen was a little stunned.

However, when he saw Liu Jiang, he remembered that he had been beaten up badly today. His mood immediately turned bad.

He turned around and left.

Even in his dreams, he did not want to face Liu Jiang directly. Today, he was beaten up so badly by Liu Jiang that he had become fearful of him.

Damn it, I must make you pay.

If I don't kill you, my name won't be Yang Wen.

Resentment from Yang Wen, +1420, +…, killing intent, +1430, +…

Liu Jiang was stunned. The power of emotions obtained in the dreamscape can also be collected?

Looking at the Treasure Tree in the void, the fruits on it had grown a little bigger.

It was really cool.

Liu Jiang's eyes lit up. He knew the correct way to use the dreamscape fruit.

Liu Jiang's 9-star Black Iron Dharma powers erupted at full force. He circulated his Roaming Dragon Movement Technique and quickly caught up to Yang Wen.

"What do you want to do?" Yang Wen looked at the spirit energy fluctuation of the nine-star Black Iron on Liu Jiang's body. His pupils constricted slightly with fear as he shouted fiercely.

Liu Jiang's nine-star Black Iron cultivation level gave him immense pressure.

Liu Jiang smiled kindly. "To spar with you."

With that said, he transformed into a shadow and stepped forward in an instant, slapping Yang Wen until he spun around.

His teeth flew out.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat."

Yang Wen had a look of horror as he admitted defeat repeatedly.

Is this a f*cking spar?

In his dream, Liu Jiang had a cultivation level of 9-star Black Iron. His Roaming Dragon Movement Technique was also at the perfected stage.

He was much better than him.

They were not on the same level.

This was not a spar at all. Instead, it was a one-sided beating.

Although the pain in his dream was not particularly clear, the feeling of being beaten and humiliated lingered in his heart.

It was worse than pain. It was despair.

Resentment from Yang Wen, +3210, killing intent, +3420.

"If we stop just because you say so, won't I lose face?" Liu Jiang smiled and said infuriating words to stimulate the eruption of his emotions.

With that said, he flashed forward.

"Pa…"

Another slap.

It sent Yang Wen flying.

"What exactly do you want?" Yang Wen said fearfully as he got up.

It was another wave of resentment, killing intent, emotional power, and fear.

Liu Jiang pounced forward again and said, "Of course it's a spar."

With that said, he sent Yang Wen flying again.

He had absorbed more than 3000 killing intent and resentment.

Liu Jiang pretended to be in disbelief and roared, "You actually… You actually used your face to attack my hand sneakily."

Yang Wen was about to go crazy as he roared, "I didn't."

Liu Jiang's face was full of anger. He pounced forward and raised his hand to slap him. "You actually sneak attacked me."

Another slap. "Forget about martial ethics."

Another slap. "Is this good?"

Another slap. "This is not good."

In his dream, Liu Jiang hit him with all his might.

After a few slaps, Yang Wen's face was completely swollen like a pig's head.

Moreover, every slap contributed about 3,000 killing intent and resentment to Liu Jiang.

"Your f*cking skin is really thick. It hurts my hand." Liu Jiang grimaced and rubbed his palm.

Resentment from Yang Wen, +2980, killing intent, +2980.

Yang Wen's face was already purple.

One should not hit someone in the face.

Liu Jiang kept slapping his face. The key was that his words could drive people crazy.

Yang Wen was about to go crazy.

At the thought that he was dreaming, he was even angrier.

In his dream, he could not let others bully him.

On second thought, he had really been bullied.

He could not beat others, and his dreams were filled with despair.

He had to at least scold him back.

He raised his hips, and holding his breath, he roared loudly, "Liu Jiang, f*ck you!"

After cursing, he gritted his teeth and slapped himself on the forehead, killing himself.

Resentment from Yang Wen, +2850, killing intent, +2430!

He had actually committed suicide.

Liu Jiang was a little stunned. He exited the dream and took a few sips of tea. Liu Jiang continued his selection of light spots. After some thought, he chose Yang Wen again.

"Hu…"

On the bed, Yang Wen suddenly sat up straight and panted heavily.

Fortunately, he had woken up from his dream. It was really too scary just now.

"Brother, you're awake…" Yang Bao ran over with a tired expression.

"En!" Yang Wen nodded, his face still filled with lingering fear.

The dream just now was still echoing in his mind. It was extremely vivid and clear.

"Damn it, could it be that Liu Jiang injured my brain today and left a shadow? Otherwise, why would I have such a terrifying nightmare in broad daylight?

But the scolding was really satisfying in the end." Yang Wen revealed a smug smile.

But suddenly, sleepiness overwhelmed him again.

In the next moment, Yang Wen was shocked to discover that he had actually appeared on a vast grassland.

Liu Jiang stood in front of him and smiled at him.

What the…

What the f*ck is going on…

Yang Wen felt that he was going crazy.

Can I dream of someone in succession?

Damn Liu Jiang, did he leave a shadow in my heart? he thought.

Resentment from Yang Wen, +2650, killing intent, +2650.

Liu Jiang looked at the rich emotional force absorbed by the Treasure Tree and expressed his satisfaction. He gave Yang Wen more than ten slaps.

He was overwhelmed with emotions.

However, towards the end, the resentment and killing intent decreased by a lot, and only fear increased.

"Pa! Pa! Pa!"

Keep fighting.

After collecting more than 20,000 points from three types of power of emotions, Yang Wen was directly beaten to death.

"Ah…"

Yang Wen suddenly sat up straight on the bed. He was about to go crazy as he panted heavily.

It was really hopeless to be slapped to death.

But suddenly, he felt a heavy sense of sleepiness.

Ah… No, don't sleep.

Yang Wen was absolutely terrified. He slapped his face repeatedly, but he quickly fell asleep.

"Ah…"

In a boundless desert, Yang Wen looked at Liu Jiang in front of him and started screaming like a country bumpkin.

He felt like his entire body was about to split open.

Resentment from Yang Wen, +240, killing intent, +210, fear, +1820.

Liu Jiang smiled. He decided to practice his Pyroblast Technique.

With a thought, a fist-sized fireball instantly appeared in his palm.

Liu Jiang threw it at Yang Wen.

Yang Wen's eyes widened instantly.

It was the perfected Pyroblast.

"No!"

In the next instant, Yang Wen was burned to ashes.

Fear from Yang Wen, +1950, +…

It turned to dust instantly?

Liu Jiang looked at the pile of ashes on the ground in astonishment and was slightly stunned.

The Pyroblast Technique at the great perfection level was indeed amazing. It could actually kill a seven-star Black Iron instantly.

And it was burnt to ashes.

It was quite powerful.

Just like that, Liu Jiang pulled Yang Wen into a dream again and again.

He first practiced the Pyroblast Technique and then the Thunderbolt Saber Technique.

Two hours quickly passed for a dreamscape fruit.

He continued with the second, third… and fifth.

10 hours later…

After practicing the Pyroblast Technique hundreds of times and the Rumbling Thunder Saber Technique hundreds of times, Liu Jiang felt that he had sufficient combat experience.

Moreover, his mentality had changed.

After all, he had killed more than a thousand times.

He looked at the Treasure Tree.

Liu Jiang's heart burned.

The dreamscape fruit was more powerful than he had expected.

Five dreamscape fruits allowed him to collect a total of 860,000 points of fear. The soul controlling fruit still needed 862,1320 points of fear to mature.

Other than that, there was 270,000 resentment and 260,000 killing intent.

He had gained a lot.

However, what Liu Jiang did not expect was that after using up 27 epiphany fruits in a row, he still had not mastered the Lightning Inducing Technique.

Moreover, he could clearly sense that he still needed 73 epiphany fruits to reach the entry level.

In other words, just entering the door required 100 epiphany fruits. It was simply terrifying.

It seemed that Earth-level spells were hundreds of times harder to comprehend than Human-level spells.

…

Yang Wen lay on the bed in a daze. His face was haggard and his eyes were listless. There was not a hint of life in them. His eyes were filled with intense fear.

He was burned to death hundreds of times, beheaded hundreds of times, and killed hundreds of times.

Although it was really a dream, the feeling of death was very real and vivid.

He had completely collapsed.

He was completely shut off.

He was in a daze and had deep doubts about life.

"Brother, are you alright? The doctor said that you were overworked. You'll be fine after resting for a while."

Yang Bao said with concern.

Yang Wen looked at Yang Bao blankly and did not say anything.

His face was pale as a sheet and he looked dazed.

When Yang Bao saw that Liu Jiang had harmed his brother to such an extent, he could not help but be enraged. His killing intent soared as he said carefully, "Brother, I've taken out the Bone Erosion Powder. When shall we find a chance to get rid of Liu Jiang?"

"Get rid of Liu Jiang?" When he heard the two words 'Liu Jiang,' Yang Wen exploded like a cat that had its tail stepped on. He roared angrily, "Why do you want to get rid of Liu Jiang?"

He was yelling so loudly that his saliva splattered all over Yang Bao's face, scaring him.

Yang Bao touched the saliva on his face and said weakly, "Brother, didn't you ask me to take out the Bone Erosion Powder?"

The purpose of getting him to use Bone Erosion Powder was to find an opportunity to kill Liu Jiang.

"I didn't ask, I didn't ask." Yang Wen shook his head like he had gone crazy. His face was wild with fear, like a lunatic.

"You clearly said it," Yang Bao said aggrievedly.

"Ah, I didn't, I didn't." Yang Wen shook his head frantically. Then he jumped up and slapped Yang Bao's face. "It's all your fault. Why did you provoke that beast for no reason? Huh?"

The fear of being killed more than a thousand times exploded instantly.

"Brother, I was wrong. I was wrong."

Yang Bao avoided him repeatedly. He felt extremely aggrieved and his voice was choked with tears and pain.

"It's all your fault." Yang Wen kicked Yang Bao to the ground and stomped on him. "It's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all your fault…"

In a while, Yang Bao was covered in injuries.

Yang Wen said nervously, "Go apologize tomorrow. We'll go apologize."

"Ah…" Yang Bao could not believe it.

"What are you screaming for? What are you screaming for?" He kicked and kicked again. The nightmare of being killed more than a thousand times surfaced in his mind.

Yang Wen shivered.

Actually, sometimes shamelessness is really not that important.

Isn't it good to be alive?

He was killed more than a thousand times in succession. Towards the end, he committed suicide when he saw Liu Jiang by smashing his own brain with a slap.

He was completely scared out of his wits and was about to go crazy.

When he heard the name Liu Jiang, the 1,000 miserable ways that he died surfaced in his mind.

He still had the courage to deal with Liu Jiang.