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Reading brain information through EEG actually requires a large amount of training data. Each individual has different brainwaves and slightly different ways of thinking; in layman's terms, their brain circuits are all different. But for Mudan to read Wang Jixuan's brainwaves was like a locksmith going back to his own home—opening the door with a key. She used to do this secretly all the time! Accuracy rate as high as 98%! Of course, when announcing this to the public, it will be noted…-
11.3 M • Ongoing
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Ouch, that hurts. Wang Jixuan gasped. He then discovered that he seemed unable to inhale cold air. He sat up abruptly and found himself seemingly surrounded by stars, with nothing around him except a faint gray starlight drifting in front of him. He subconsciously touched his chest. There was a slanted upward wound there, which tore apart his immortal body, and the sword pierced through his primordial spirit. The most fatal thing was that he never expected that the power of the Heavenly…
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Zhihui's attack was a sure-kill blow for Wang Jixuan. Bharadvaja was very confident about this. For Zhihui's attack, the Heavenly Insect Poro had laid far too many groundwork and preparations. Or rather, when Wang Jixuan took the initiative to stand out, at the center of the battlefield, and broke away from the protective circle of human experts, the significance of the entire battle changed. Previously, Bharadvaja did not dare to actually kill Wang Jixuan. Because killing Wang Jixuan would…
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We held on! Wang Jixuan's eyes flashed with divine light, and his magical power was almost instantly drained. The thin bolt of lightning and the arc-shaped sword light, enhanced by the sword intent of time, resembled two weapons clashing against each other. But divine punishment is still divine punishment. Even though the spiritual power within was exhausted, a trace of the Heavenly Dao power that could not be resisted or resisted still descended and struck Wang Jixuan's forehead. Master…
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Arriving on the battlefield and watching war through a projection screen are two completely different concepts. As soon as Wang Jixuan rushed out of the teleportation vortex, he was met with a scorching heat wave. The aftershocks of the previous explosion and the boiling spiritual energy generated by the battle between immortals were scorching his skin. The divine power enveloped his entire body, and the burning sensation vanished without a trace. The Purple Feather Sword in Wang Jixuan's hand…
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"At the core of the formation!" Cangze's loud shout echoed through the clouds. He grabbed the obsidian and stuffed it into his sleeve, then plummeted downwards. That golden lotus came too quickly. Just as they were trying to guard against the series of explosions, the golden lotus, whose attributes leaned more towards the cultivation civilization, launched a surprise attack and accurately found the flaw in the attacking immortal island's grand formation. This is equivalent to sticking a…
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11.3 M • Ongoing
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As long as everything is normal. The six words that Peony spoke were like a spell, constantly echoing in Wang Jixuan's ears. He had been quite confident, but suddenly he started to feel uncertain. The Spire Command Center of the Second Base. Wang Jixuan sat in the main seat. His handsome young face was tinged with different colors by the light and shadow of the projection screen. The silence and his solemn expression amplified the oppressive atmosphere. This sea area is quiet and…
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"It's not that we think too highly of them; that's exactly what the Lord instructed us to do." Cang Ze smiled faintly: "If you don't believe me, you can ask the Lord yourself." Obsidian hurriedly said, "I can testify that I was listening in when the Lord gave instructions to the officials." Cang Ze shrugged: "Don't flatter me, sir... If you could just call me Brother Cang Ze, I would be eternally grateful." Obsidian was already immune to this level of sarcastic remarks. There are very few…
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"Boss, your self-inflicted injury is too much of a sacrifice." In a corner of the headquarters of the Thousand Worlds Alliance, in an attic. Peony muttered indignantly: "You must know that public opinion can be devastating! Right now, people outside might be spreading rumors about you as some kind of tyrant, or even a puppet of the Sword God Palace!" "Anyway, I don't think it's necessary to use such a scheme. What if the Brahmins believe it? In the end, it's still our side that has to fight…
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One minute a human rights fighter, the next a mysterious old ancestor. Wang Jixuan's gaze towards Murong Zhengyi became somewhat complicated. This guy is really something. After the brief commotion, Murong Zhengyi led Master Wang to his residence, where he brought out his treasured tea and wine, and enjoyed a drink with Wang Jixuan. There was no one else around, and there was a thick barrier outside, so Wang Jixuan asked Mudan to come out and serve wine and dishes. —A few of the Peony…
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