My stats are higher than yours!

"Of course not. Didn't I tell you before? I'm going to participate in the trial, and I need to be in good condition. I can't afford to get seriously injured during this time. Your psionic attacks are too dangerous, and I don't want to take the risk," Xia Yanxin replied.

"A trial in the spirit world..."

Bai Shuodong felt a longing in his heart.

Those who can pass the trials of the spirit world can become true psychics, obtain a profession, and possess power far exceeding that of ordinary people.

"By the way, now that you have successfully mastered psionic energy and are so skilled at using it, I advise you to prepare for the trial as soon as possible."

Xia Yanxin's voice was slightly dull, then she said seriously, "The college entrance examination preparatory team for this year has already started recruiting."

"Are the benefits good?"

Bai Shuodong asked curiously.

"Of course, resources are not that important. The most important thing is that after entering the college entrance examination preparation team, there will be many opportunities for practical combat, and even opportunities to challenge geniuses from other colleges, whether in individual or team battles."

Xia Yanxin laughed excitedly, her eyes sparkling. For a pure warrior like her, more opportunities to fight were the best benefit.

“I think resources are quite important. If you don’t think they’re important, then give me your share.”

"I'll give it to you if you beat me."

"Give it to me if you want it?"

Bai Shuodong's eyes widened slightly, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up in a wild smile.

"You think you can beat me? I just think the risk is too high and I don't want to fight you. You don't really think you can beat me, do you?" Xia Yanxin's competitive spirit was instantly aroused, and her crimson spiritual energy burst forth naturally, causing her long crimson hair to move without wind.

"Of course, I am the strongest."

"Bullshit, get lost! Don't bother me!"

Bye-bye~

...

three days later

Snow King Ice Castle

Bai Shuodong sat in the shop drinking lemonade, glancing at the people coming and going outside. He thought to himself: Lao Bi said the person who would teach me marksmanship would arrive at 2 o'clock, and it's already 1:55. This guy really knows how to time his arrival.

Soon, a tall, handsome young man emerged from the bustling crowd. He wore a black jacket and white shirt, and his golden hair shone brightly in the sunlight. His gaze swept towards the Snow King Ice Castle.

Their eyes met. The young man glanced down at the photo, and after confirming it was correct, he smiled and walked towards Bai Shuodong's seat, waving to the waiter and saying, "An iced Americano."

"Ok sir."

He paid naturally, then went to the opposite side of Bai Shuodong and said with a smile, "You must be Bai Shuodong, the little genius that Director Bi mentioned?"

"Ah."

Bai Shuodong nodded.

If you're going to call someone a genius, just call them a genius. Why add "little" before it? This guy doesn't look that much older than me. Is he actually much older than me? Or does he just have a special ability to maintain his appearance?

"Hello, my name is Lin Zilong, a senior high school student in the Warrior Department. It's nice to meet you," Lin Zilong said with a smile, extending his hand.

"I am Bai Shuodong, Tongxing."

Bai Shuodong shook hands with him.

Lin Zilong's hands have a very special feel; they are extremely resilient but not rough, and his palms do not have calluses from long-term exercise, but you can feel a subtle but powerful force the moment you hold his hand.

This senior is very capable!

"The director asked me to mentor you for a while, to help you improve your skill level, and also to give you some basic knowledge about psychics."

Lin Zilong paused for a moment, then continued, "However, I also need to cultivate and fight in the Spirit Realm. I can only allocate two hours per week to you, the specific time can be determined depending on the situation."

"Ok."

Bai Shuodong nodded.

He took a sip of his lemonade, and the name Lin Zilong sounded familiar, like he'd heard it somewhere before—senior year of high school... Lin Zilong...

Isn't this the strongest warrior among the senior high school students?

The one on the grade's honor roll?

“My codename is Overlord, and my primary weapon is the same as yours—a gun. I’m also a legendary-level professional. Feel free to ask me any questions, and I’ll get back to you if it’s convenient for me. Here’s my contact information,” Lin Zilong said kindly.

"Thank you."

Bai Shuodong scanned the added person, and his intuition told him that this senior was terrifyingly strong.

If he remembered correctly, he was the only legendary-level professional in the entire school's warrior department. Xia Yanxin, a freshman, was a possible match for him, but she hadn't completed the Spirit Realm Trial yet. There were no legendary-level professionals in the entire sophomore year.

Legendary level, extremely valuable, even for warriors, with employment prospects comparable to hero-level support-type psionicists.

"Senior, just how difficult is it to master a legendary profession?" Bai Shuodong asked curiously.

"First, the attribute allocation must be reasonable, and there shouldn't be too much of the unimportant mental attribute; second, the skill level must be high, preferably level 5 or above, and you also need to have the ability to comprehend skills; finally, you also need to be smart enough, with an excellent overall perspective and judgment."

"So this is how you get a legendary class?"

“No, this gives us the minimum chance of getting a legendary job. If we can’t even meet this standard, then the chance is zero, completely impossible,” Lin Zilong said with a smile, spreading his hands.

"What if we also consider talent?" Bai Shuodong continued to ask.

"You need at least an A-level talent. If you don't even have an A-level talent, it's practically impossible to get a legendary class." Lin Zilong wasn't being sarcastic; he spoke sincerely and earnestly.

"What about mastering psionic powers?"

"Isn't that the basic threshold? There's no need to deliberately mention it."

"..."

Bai Shuodong fell into a brief silence, gaining a deeper understanding of legendary professions.

"Don't overthink it. As long as you can get the top hero job, you'll be a top genius in the school. Surpassing 99% of your classmates is no problem, and it's even possible to surpass 100% of your grade," Lin Zilong comforted him with a smile.

"Then, senior, your talent..."

"S-class".

...

Private training room

Lin Zilong stood in the combat zone with his gun, looking at Bai Shuodong from afar, and said, "Come on, let me see your full strength, no need to hold back."

"it is good."

Bai Shuodong concentrated intently, gathering and condensing spiritual energy on the spot. A blazing flame ignited on the spear, the flame at the tip of the spear was incredibly bright, and it became more and more intense with the accumulation of time.

[Slow Burst] Initiation!

The boy's figure thrust forward with his spear, crimson flames slicing through the sky as the flaming spear fell like a meteor, crashing directly into the young man opposite him.

"This power...??"

Lin Zilong was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously raised his weapon to resist.

At the moment the weapons clashed, the flames at the tip of the Flame Spear exploded with a deafening roar, and a shockwave of fire rippled outwards.

Chapter Sixty-Three: A Humanoid Self-Propelled Nuclear Bomb?!

As the heatwave and hurricane subsided, Lin Zilong stood motionless, gun in hand, without moving an inch.

"As expected of a legendary psionicist."

Bai Shuodong sighed.

That last strike was his all-out attack, but it still couldn't shake his opponent, not even by the slightest bit.

At the same time, Lin Zilong's expression was also quite interesting. He looked at Bai Shuodong as if he were looking at a monster beyond reason, and said incredulously, "What's wrong with you? How can your attack power be so strong?"

How strong is it?

Bai Shuodong tilted his head slightly. In fact, he had no concept of the power of his attack. He only knew that it was very strong, but he didn't know exactly how strong it was.

"Um..."

Lin Zilong lowered his head and thought carefully. He had been a psionicist for more than two years, and his memory of what happened two years ago was not very clear. However, he still quickly replied, "With your move, even a hero-level psionicist of the same level would have a hard time withstanding it."

"What about the Tank line?"

"I'm talking about honesty."

"Oh."

Bai Shuodong roughly understood; it meant that below the legendary level, no one could withstand it, right?

It seems my attack is quite powerful.

"You're a warrior type, right? Why is your psionic energy so strong? I felt that over 70% of that attack was psionic damage; its power was ridiculously strong." Lin Zilong scrutinized him, his gaze growing increasingly suspicious.

"More than 70% of the damage is psionic? Does that mean my physical damage isn't high?" Bai Shuodong asked in confusion.

"Um..."

Lin Zilong thought for a moment and said, "Uh, it doesn't feel that high. It's about the same as my normal attack power before I was awakened, so it's alright."

"The main problem is that the psionic power is too strong, it's really too powerful, my goodness, it feels at least ten times stronger than mine, hiss... you seem to be even more powerful than a mage!"