Is it big or small? Besides, this data was measured using simple testing methods. It may not be accurate and needs to be tested by time and practice.

However, even if you look at it on the smaller scale, it is less than 30%, which is still an extremely terrifying value. No wonder the pseudo-domain is not the opponent of the domain. Putting aside other values, the increase in ability alone is only about one-tenth of the pseudo-domain.

This is only one-third of the growth in the field.

The above is one of the three major abilities of the pseudo-realm - the ability amplification effect.

The other two major abilities - coercion and control, have been perfectly inherited in the field and have been carried forward.

I won’t explain much about coercion. Anyway, it is an excellent weapon for bullying those who are lower than yourself.

The so-called control is the subtle realm where you can feel every particle of dust floating in the space covered by the barrier of your own domain. It is a bit different from the pseudo-domain. For me now, not only this

The sense of control is much stronger than that of the pseudo-domain, and even... there is even a sense of "my world" in the place where the boundary of my own domain extends.

The concrete manifestation of this feeling gave me an extremely inflated self-confidence in my heart - it seems that except for the rules inside that cannot be distorted and destroyed, everything else in this world is decided by myself. I want to let the water flow back, and the water and wine have to flow back.

If the space is broken, the space will be broken, not to mention the enemies inside.

This feeling is still very hazy and fuzzy, like looking through a glass cabinet. I can only feel it, but cannot touch or use it. However, if my expectations are correct, this feeling should be the ability of the power of the world.

Yes, it’s no wonder that I can’t touch and use it now.

I don’t know if masters in other fields also feel this way, or if I am special because there is no reference around. I will just ask the old drunkard later.

Putting the control ability aside for now, I now plan to test my last domain-level ability - coercion.

When he fought against Carlos in the tournament, his strength was only at the mid-to-high level of the pseudo-realm. At that time, if he did not work hard to compress his pseudo-realm resistance, but let the pseudo-realm transformed from the blood bear attack him.

In terms of coercion and weakening, according to Carlos, this figure is as high as 15% to 20%.

Later, as Carlos improved and reached the peak of the pseudo-domain, my Blood Bear pseudo-domain could no longer do anything to him.

Now, I waved to Carlos, and when I saw him walking over with a helpless expression on his face like "Why am I always the one who gets hurt?", I couldn't help but smile evilly.

Pseudo realm - open!!

A circle of light cyan energy shield erupted from Carlos's body, and then, under his control, the energy shield shrank smaller and smaller, until finally it was just a thin film like clothing attached to his body.

Seeing that Carlos was able to compress the pseudo-realm to such an extent, I couldn't help but be amazed.

During the tournament, he could at most compress his pseudo-domain into a spherical shape with a radius of more than three meters. But now... this kind of progress is completely visible to the naked eye. With my sister Sharna and me,

After becoming a group of comrades in Seattle and becoming competitors, Carlos' progress can only be described as rapid.

Now, Carlos has fully possessed the energy and compression skills to reach the realm. What he lacks is just an opportunity. It is completely different from a guy like me who takes an extraordinary route by relying on complete rage and incomprehensible punishment to break through the bottleneck.

For example, I am like practicing the martial arts of magic. The progress is rapid but dangerous. If I am not careful, I will go crazy. Carlos, on the other hand, perfectly embodies the "righteous way" of the steady flow of practice.

It's just that his talent made him seem to have used a plug-in to speed up the process three times.

Now, Carlos doesn't give up, and wants to struggle for a while to see how his pseudo-realm, which has been compressed to the extreme, and the enhanced compressed version of the peak-level pseudo-realm, which is only separated by a thin film from the real realm, can compete with the real realm.

Give it a try and see how big the difference is.

It was also very hard for Carlos to maintain such a high-intensity pseudo-field compression. Just standing there, sweat was already flowing out of his forehead. His steps were stiff and slow. Step by step, he was approaching my hell fight.

...Oh no, it's a hell bear...or a teddy bear...

"..."

It doesn't seem right, forget it, it was a name that I came up with in an instant, and I forgot it in an instant. I will recall it later. Anyway, for now, I will call it the very cool dark red field.

As if he had some kind of awareness, after taking a deep breath, Carlos dove into it.

Suddenly, as if he had suddenly entered a gravity room where the gravity was more than ten times the normal gravity, his whole body suddenly began to tremble violently. His already difficult steps felt like lead, and he even lacked the strength to lift himself up.

His eyes were wide open, and the veins on his forehead were erected. Carlos' arrogance and stubbornness hidden in his usual easy-goingness burst out at this moment. He was trying to maintain his super-strength compression of the pseudo-realm, and at the same time, he had to

The resistance comes from the outside world, which is like a mountain bearing down on the top. It seems that they want to see how long their own pseudo-domain can last in the domain.

One point...two points...Carlos had bitten his lip, and even the tight blood vessels in his body were bleeding and sweating deep down, and were about to burst, but he still held on unconvinced.

A "touch" sound.

In the end, Carlos' pseudo-realm collapsed, but his perseverance and arrogance won our unanimous respect.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work."

Carlos, who was covered in blood, knelt down and stood up again, smiling bitterly.
Chapter completed!