My stats are higher than yours!

confirm!

Similar to the two previous hallucinations, he experienced another one, but this time he didn't see anything concrete. To be precise, Bai Shuodong didn't see anything at all this time.

He only felt the slash, the purest feeling of a slash.

Using a weapon to slash?

No, no!

There is no process, only the result; it is the purest slash, the pure feeling of a slash.

【Slash (Active)】

Rank: First Rank

Skill Quality: ★★

Skill Level: 3

Skill Origin: Slash

Skill effect: Generates a slash, with slash power of (0.5 × Strength + 0.3 × Spirit). The slash strength increases by 5% for every 1 level the skill level increases.

Skill Cooldown: None

Upgrade requirement: 3000 Psionic Points

Advanced Requirements: Skill Advancement Book

"A common skill?"

"I won't trade! This thing can be upgraded!"

Bai Shuodong's eyes widened as a crazy thought flashed through his mind: if he could upgrade an offensive skill to the maximum level before entering the Spirit Realm, how strong would he be?

Unfortunately, this skill is only 2 stars. Judging from the description, it doesn't seem very strong. It can only generate slashes and doesn't seem to have anything special about it.

Yes, it's a very simple and unpretentious skill.

But having something is better than having nothing, after all, it's a permanent skill, and having more is always a good thing.

"break down!"

The pitch-black one-handed sword shattered and vanished, and Bai Shuodong gained the skill in the process.

He looked at a target in the training room, took a deep breath, and slowly raised his hand.

"cut!"

Suddenly, a strike without any prelude appeared out of thin air and landed on the training target.

Chapter Sixty-Six: A Genius from Outside the School

"No process! Instantaneous!"

Bai Shuodong grasped the key point instantly.

This slash is only a two-star skill, with relatively low base stats (0.5 × Strength + 0.3 × Spirit). While it seems decent, its actual value is not.

Because it lacks an amplification multiplier!

Attacking with weapons grants bonuses such as increased weapon attack power, increased strength, and various passive bonuses; attacking with spells grants bonuses such as increased elemental conversion efficiency and increased elemental strength.

But what about this "slash"?

It simply generates a slash out of thin air; it is neither a physical attack nor an elemental attack. It only benefits from the most basic amplification of psionic energy intensity and its own slash damage amplification. Its attack power is even less than that of a direct slash.

That is why its skill quality is only two stars.

but...

This skill has no process!

It's instantaneous! And there's no cooldown!

"No, it's not that there's no process at all, but rather that the slash is generated so quickly that it seems like there's no process at all. If the reaction speed is particularly fast, it's not impossible to react."

Bai Shuodong calmed down and couldn't help but wonder, "With such a fast slash speed, can I generate a slash from behind the opponent? If the slash has no cooldown, what about the wind-up animation? Are there any fixed requirements?"

Give it a try!

He stood in front of the target, took a deep breath, and once again felt the sensation of unleashing the [Slash].

The slash range is about 5 meters. It cannot be generated from behind the opponent. The slash must be centered on me and slash in other directions. The slash requires concentration to release and has a pre-cast animation of about 0.8 seconds. This may be because I just acquired it and am not yet familiar with its use.

Just as Bai Shuodong was getting used to it, he suddenly heard a faint shout. He walked out of the training room, and the voice became clearer.

"Is everyone at the Psionic Academy gone?!"

The source of the sound was at the school gate, which is quite far from the combat training camp. The sound could still travel this far. The person shouting was really trying hard. What's the difference between shouting like that and someone taking a dump on your head?

Bai Shuodong felt a surge of anger and walked straight to the school gate to see what was going on.

...

School gate

The crowds were bustling, and more and more students were gathering here.

The once empty entrance was suddenly transformed into a spacious arena. The arena seemed to be a special treasure, with dark purple runes engraved on its black surface, faintly emitting spiritual energy fluctuations that isolated the inside from the outside.

Below the arena, more than a dozen students lay sprawled out, covered in blood and severely injured. They were pulled and carried away by other students and taken to the school clinic.

Bai Shuodong darted out from the crowd, his gaze fixed on the sword-wielding youth on the arena. The man stood proudly on the platform, looking at the students of the Spirit Energy Academy with disdain, as if he were looking at a group of inferiors.

"What's up with this guy? Where did he come from?" Bai Shuodong asked curiously.

A senior student passing by glanced at him and then said, "This guy is a genius from the Second Academy of Spiritual Energy, named Yan Nangui. He's here to cause trouble at our school."

"Stir up trouble? What kind of power does he have?"

Bai Shuodong narrowed his eyes, feeling eager to try. Although he had not officially become a psionicist, he was not incapable of fighting.

"He's at least at the second tier, I don't know the exact level, but he's much stronger than me. I can't tell. Several of our academy's senior students have already been defeated." The passerby senior sighed helplessly.

"Oh, that's all."

Bai Shuodong calmed down instantly, but at the same time couldn't help but ask, "Speaking of which, is there no one in our school who can handle him? This guy is too arrogant, isn't he? I could vaguely hear him shouting when I was in the training room before."

"I don't know. I'm not sure if there are any strong seniors in the class, but this guy is legendary, with extremely high stats. Most seniors probably couldn't beat him."

The senior student sighed, crossed his arms helplessly, and continued, "Sigh, legendary-level psionicists are too strong. They're not even in the same league as hero-level ones. The gap is too big and too obvious. I estimate that no matter how many people come, they can't beat him."

"Is the difference really that big? I remember the textbook said that the difference in base stats between legendary and hero-level characters wasn't this significant," Bai Shuodong asked curiously.

"Superficial. Of course, the gap between professions isn't that big, but if you think about it carefully, is the gap between someone who can get a legendary profession and someone who can only get a hero-level profession small?"

"So this is a difference in people, compounded by differences in professions?"

"That's right!"

The senior high school student shrugged and said helplessly, "I wonder if there are any legendary-level psionicists in our academy. It would be great if someone could teach him a lesson. This kid is too arrogant."

"I remember that mages in the magic system are all pretty strong, right? Haven't they entered the fray yet?"

"That row of people lying over there are all of them."

"..."

"Cough cough!"

The senior high school student coughed twice, then quietly approached and whispered in Bai Shuodong's ear, "Let me tell you, actually, these 'mages' in our academy are at most high-level mages, far from being real mages. They just sound nice."

"Brother, this kind of thing, well, let's just talk about it privately. Just don't let them hear it, or it'll be a lot of trouble. Although these people aren't real mages, they're still much stronger than ordinary psionicists. It's best not to provoke them."

"Uh-huh!"

Bai Shuodong nodded.

Although the "mages" in the academy got a good beating, they did go in after all, they just didn't win. As long as they dare to step up when something happens, they deserve respect, and that has nothing to do with strength.

On the stage, Yan Nangui, dressed in loose white robes, looked down at the crowd with a contemptuous smile and asked, "Is there no one left in the Spiritual Energy Academy? Not a single one who can fight?"

"What a disappointment! This is so disappointing!"

"I thought it would be a thrilling battle, but it turned out to be a one-sided massacre. It's so boring, so dull! So boring!"

Upon hearing this, the students below the stage erupted in a frenzy, unleashing a barrage of offensive remarks. They showered Yan Nangui with insults, extending their reach to the eighteenth generation of his family lineage.

Yan Nangui listened to the insults, but only slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a look of contempt as if he were looking at trash.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a whooshing sound rang out. Bai Shuodong subconsciously looked into the distance and saw a blurry figure rapidly falling from the sky towards the arena, descending like a falling meteor.

"boom!!"

A deafening roar erupted, and dust billowed from the surface of the arena. As the dust gradually settled, the figure of the young man inside was revealed.

The man slowly stood up, then lightly patted his clothes, looked at Yan Nangui opposite him, and said in a slightly cold voice, "Was it you who disturbed my cultivation just now?"

Chapter Sixty-Seven: I might forget about it tomorrow.

"Ok?"