I have an eye of truth

As the battle progressed, Wang Yang felt the pressure from the statues in front of him increasing. Their strength hadn't increased, and his own strength hadn't decreased, so where was this pressure coming from?

Finally, Wang Yang's eyes lit up. He felt it – the pressure was coming from his soul.

The opponents had been constantly releasing soul pressure on him, but because it was weak at first and increased slowly, he hadn't noticed it. After all, his own soul was quite strong.

Once the pressure reached a certain level, the opponent would instantly lose their fighting ability.

This must be a special ability of these types of ghosts, Wang Yang thought, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes as he felt the pressure growing stronger.

Because he felt that his mental power was becoming more condensed and powerful as it resisted.

Suddenly, the pressure on him lessened. He took a moment to look back and saw that He Yue had cast a spell on him, isolating the pressure.

"Be careful, these statue-type ghosts can create soul pressure."

He Yue's voice sounded behind Wang Yang, who chuckled wryly. 'You know, but couldn't you have warned me first?'

Dodging one of the opponent's attacks, Wang Yang quickly said, "Pressure is also motivation. Don't isolate me; I feel this is beneficial."

There were people who improved by using the pressure brought by enemies.

But this was a battlefield, so He Yue didn't immediately undo it for Wang Yang.

On the battlefield, the most important thing was to win, for the entire army, not for individual training.

He Yingxue, who seemed to know something, forced her opponent back with a sword and then shouted, "Release him! He must have his own ideas. This guy isn't ordinary."

Hearing He Yingxue's words, He Yue bit her lip, made a hand seal, and released the spell on Wang Yang after all.

However, after the pressure disappeared, it had to start increasing again from the beginning, which was truly speechless.

While fighting, He Yue carefully observed Wang Yang, ready to add the spell at the first sign that he couldn't handle it. But Wang Yang was also depressed, carefully watching He Yue, and dodging as soon as she cast a spell.

The behavior of these two made He Yingxue speechless.

Forget it, ignore them. Let's eliminate the one in front of me first.

In the midst of the battle, suddenly another statue-type advanced ghost arrived. Wang Yang's eyes lit up, and he immediately unleashed a Five Elements Divine Lightning from afar, instantly injuring the ghost.

"Leave this one to me too," Wang Yang's voice rang out directly.

Those around him, whether they knew Wang Yang or not, were speechless. This kind of difficult thing that others didn't want to fight, he not only liked it, but also wanted to fight two at once.

"Ignore him," He Yingxue said loudly.

As the goddess-level figure in the army, He Yingxue had a high profile. Everyone heard the goddess say so, so they simply ignored it, letting the ghost be attracted to Wang Yang, and then it became a two-on-one situation.

However, Wang Yang, facing two opponents, was still able to maintain a balance between offense and defense even as the soul pressure grew stronger.

No, it should be said that Wang Yang was suppressing the opponents. Wang Yang himself hadn't been hit, but both statues were already scarred.

During the battle, Wang Yang was basically using close combat, using swordsmanship.

As for his spells, he only occasionally released a small lightning bolt. This wasn't for killing, but to stimulate the two ghosts to give him greater pressure.

Gradually, in the eyes of the surrounding people, Wang Yang could already be equated with a pervert. Because no one wanted to be abused like that, and many people had tried that soul pressure, which was really uncomfortable.

And some people around who knew Wang Yang gradually told others about Wang Yang's situation.

"What a pervert. I don't know how He Yingxue could have taken a fancy to this kind of person."

"Don't talk nonsense. They don't live together, so it's definitely not what we think."

Even though it was what they thought, they still had to be stubborn.

One person next to him rolled his eyes: "What did the goddess mean by not letting us interfere just now? Does she know this guy's personality, or is she deliberately making him suffer?"

"Could it be that they quarreled? Isn't that a good opportunity for us?" A sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked guy's eyes lit up.

"Get lost! There's no opportunity for you!" Someone next to him roared.

At this moment, Wang Yang was under pressure and didn't pay attention to his surroundings. In his world, only the two opponents were left. But the others were different; they could hear.

They were all members of the Sky Battle Team, and they knew what kind of relationship these two had.

These two didn't even have a hint of ambiguity. Although they didn't know what they were thinking, their surface performance didn't show any problems.

I really don't know what's going on with these people, but they didn't refute it. It's useless to say more about this kind of thing.

He Yingxue's face turned slightly red when she heard this, and she glared fiercely at Wang Yang, not knowing whether it was a complaint or something else. Unfortunately, Wang Yang didn't notice it at all.

As the soul pressure grew stronger, his mental counterattack also grew stronger.

The sea of consciousness, which was originally like a stagnant pool, was now gradually boiling. Under that pressure, the mental power, which had already reached its limit, began to compress again.

The only thing that made Wang Yang helpless was that the pressure from the opposite side seemed to gradually calm down and didn't increase indefinitely.

This must be their limit, Wang Yang thought. But that's right. If there was no limit, then these things wouldn't be advanced ghosts; they would be invincible ghosts.

"I don't know if it will succeed," Wang Yang thought silently. The five types of spells had all reached the specialization level. Next was the qualitative change of the spirit.

Although it was troublesome to improve in terms of magic, the bottleneck wasn't as big as imagined.

Wang Yang was also too anxious. If he cultivated slowly, even without external force, he would be able to break through in at most a year or two. But since there was an opportunity, why give it up?

This kind of breakthrough wouldn't have any bad effects on him, so he might as well use it.

He didn't know how long had passed, but Wang Yang felt a special power fluctuation in his mind. The mental power, which had been compressed to the extreme, suddenly stagnated for a moment, and then a large amount of mental power began to gather.

Almost instantly, his mental power was reduced by more than half. No, it wasn't reduced, but compressed, forming a more powerful force. The bottleneck in the level was instantly broken.