Gao Wu: Honey, don't cry, I'm truly invincible!

"Youth Spiritual Master Group, Second Round of Competition, Competition Item: Spiritual Attack Speed. All contestants, please follow me to the venue for the second round of competition."

Referee Gan spoke calmly.

The eighteen contestants nodded and, under his guidance, quickly arrived at the new competition venue.

This venue is different from the previous open venue; it is a completely enclosed venue, about 200 square meters in size. The venue looks quite spacious, with a huge machine placed in the center.

According to Judge Gan, the machine consists of a high-speed camera and a high-performance processor, capable of capturing tens of thousands of frames per second.

In other words, even if a psychic attacks at a rate of tens of thousands of times per second, this machine can easily capture each of their attacks, process the data using a high-performance processor, and finally generate a detailed data report.

Because of the sensation caused by the first round, the number of spectators watching the competition among the young spiritual masters was several times greater than at the beginning.

Even some people who never paid attention to the mentalist competition came to watch the competition after hearing that three historical geniuses had emerged in the youth mentalist group, one of whom had reached the third-level mentalist before the age of thirty.

However, for the second round of the competition, they were unable to enter the enclosed arena and could only learn about the competition through live streaming.

Even so, their enthusiasm remained undiminished.

Almost everyone is discussing whether this second round of competition will once again produce an eye-opening, unprecedented spectacle.

"So far, the highest record for the speed of telekinetic attacks in our competition is over 2,300 attacks per second. This record was set by our Commander-in-Chief back then. I wonder if they can break this record."

"Dude, an attack speed of over 2,300 attacks per second, do you know what that means? Forget about using telekinesis to control a telekinetic weapon to bombard you, even if you just grabbed a brick, you could be smashed into mincemeat in a very short time!"

"I think it's a bit risky for them to break the record, but they should be able to show their true colors. Especially Qin Su, Ye Chen, and Feng Hao, I have the highest expectations for them."

"It's hard to say. The three of them did perform amazingly in the first round, but being strong in the first round doesn't mean they'll be equally strong in the second! You know, with psychic powers, if you're strong, your speed is usually quite slow. There have been people before who were incredibly strong, but whose attack speed was only a pitiful ten or so attacks per second..."

"What you're talking about are all special cases, the probability of them happening is too small. Besides, putting Qin Su and Feng Hao aside, Ye Chen's attack speed is very fast. I've seen his performance in the last competition."

"I've seen it too. His attack speed is over 400 attacks per second, almost 500. He narrowly lost in the second round of that tournament and came in second."

"Three years ago, he already had an attack speed of over 400 attacks per second. Three years later, if he tries every possible way to improve it, even though it's very difficult for a mentalist to increase their mental attack speed, he can probably still improve it a bit, right?"

"Damn, you guys are making me really excited! Come on, wanna place a bet? Let's see who comes out on top in this second round! 5,000 Origin Crystals to start!"

A gambler started the betting.

Everyone became interested and placed their bets.

"I'm betting 10,000 Source Crystals on Ye Chen!"

"I'm betting on Ye Chen too, 30,000 Origin Crystals!"

"If everyone's betting on Ye Chen, then I'll bet on Ye Chen too. I'll bet five thousand Origin Crystals."

The gambler glared and shouted, "Don't all bet on the same thing! Are you trying to make me lose everything? Qin Su is already a third-tier mentalist, and not a single one of you bet on him? That Feng Hao is also incredibly strong, why aren't you betting on him? There are other contestants; they might not have stood out in the first round, but maybe they're hiding their true strength and will shock everyone in the second round! Bet on them all, let's gamble and see if we can turn a small fortune into a big one!"

His shouting only attracted a few scattered gamblers who placed bets on everyone except Ye Chen.

Anyone with a modicum of rationality overwhelmingly criticized Ye Chen.

Seeing this, the gambler also got angry and shouted, "You all bet on Ye Chen, but I'm going to bet on Qin Su! I only have one million source crystals to start with, so what if I lose it all? But if I bet right, I'll make a fortune!"

"Yes, you've made a fortune, you've hit the jackpot! You dared to bet recklessly like that? Well then, you'd better prepare to sell your car, your house, and even your ass! Hahaha!"

"Heh, Qin Su will teach you a lesson. A third-tier mentalist, just based on that mental power level, I'll unconditionally and blindly believe you! Just wait, your faces will definitely be slapped."

"So what if it's tier three? Are we idiots? We've seen tier three psychic masters with attack speeds under 100 before. Anyway, you gambler, just wait to lose your money, hahaha!"

"Hey, I'm not going to believe this nonsense today. I'm betting on Qin Su, so what!"

For a moment, the atmosphere on the field was filled with joy.

While the spectators outside were placing their bets, Qin Su and the others began their second round of competition inside the sealed arena.

To everyone's surprise, Ruan Ning was the first to start testing the speed of telekinetic attacks.

Ruan Ning pursed her red lips and, guided by Referee Gan, arrived at the speed measuring machine.

"Envelop the flying needle with your mental energy, then attack the iron plate in front of you as usual. This flying needle is specially made so that no matter how fast you go, it can be clearly captured by the high-speed camera."

"Remember, the test will last for ten seconds. The speed test machine will then take your average attack speed over those ten seconds as your attack speed score per second."

Hearing Referee Gan's voice, Ruan Ning took a deep breath, looked at the flying needle that she had already controlled and was now floating, closed her eyes, and suddenly unleashed her full power.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!

A startling sound rang out as the flying needles pierced through the confined space at breakneck speed.

The crowd, who had initially paid no attention, gradually widened their eyes in surprise.

Something's not right, something's definitely not right. Ruan Ning's flying needles seem to be attacking a bit too fast!

It will be over in the blink of an eye in ten seconds.

Ruan Ning was also covered in sweat and somewhat exhausted, so she stopped.

In those ten seconds, she was practically fighting for her life, giving it her all. The intense mental energy output depleted her already limited mental energy within just ten seconds.

If Qin Su hadn't stepped forward to help her, she would have almost collapsed to the ground, feeling dizzy and disoriented. Furthermore, she was bleeding from her nose, a typical symptom of excessive mental exertion.

"Ruan Ning, in the second round of the competition, your telekinetic attack speed is—393 attacks per second!"

After receiving the data report generated by the machine, Referee Gan looked at Ruan Ning with some disbelief before slowly speaking.

I go.

How many?

How much did you say?

393 beats per second?

Everyone looked at Ruan Ning in surprise, never expecting that she, the weakest among them, could unleash such attack speed.

Even Ye Chen was astonished. An attack speed of 393 attacks per second would have ranked him in the top ten in the second round of the previous Youth Spiritual Master group.

In the audience, all the viewers watching the live broadcast were filled with exclamations of surprise.

None of them expected that Ruan Ning, whose mental power level was only at the first level and who had been ridiculed by everyone in the first round of the competition, would show such an amazing performance in the second round.

Ruan Ning's performance has once again proven that there is no necessary relationship between the speed of attack with telekinesis and the level of telekinesis.

Attack speed is something that's really innate and very difficult to improve.

The gambler who had bet on Qin Su to be number one also changed his expression slightly. He could only put his hands together in prayer, hoping that Qin Su could keep his wallet safe.

Inside the arena, Ruan Ning, somewhat exhausted, said to Qin Su, "It's up to you now. I didn't let our Tianhe Police Station down this round."

Qin Su was somewhat moved and said softly, "You should rest well. You don't need to worry about me. I'll definitely be number one."

Ruan Ning remained silent, already used to Qin Su's outrageous remarks.

Ye Chen and Feng Hao still gave Qin Su a deep look, both of them with a hint of fighting spirit in their eyes.

They may not be as good as Qin Su in terms of psychic power, but their psychic attack speed is another story!

Ye Chen, in particular, exuded confidence that was almost overflowing. After hearing Qin Su's words, he let out a heavy snort.

He's going to slap Qin Su in the face again today.

The second round of competition is still ongoing.

Under the guidance of Referee Gan, one contestant after another stepped forward to test their telekinetic attack speed, which was generally between 100 and 300.

Only one person managed to reach an attack speed of 400 per second.

Of course, there are also some ridiculously weak ones, with an attack speed of only fifty-three per second.

This data puts them firmly at the bottom in the second round.

Currently, excluding Ye Chen, Feng Hao, and Qin Su, who haven't had their scores tested, Ruan Ning is surprisingly ranked second.

"The next person to be tested is Ye Chen."

Referee Gan called out Ye Chen's name.

Ye Chen took a deep breath and stepped out. The gloom that had been on his face was gone, and a confident glow reappeared.

Buzz..............

As the high-speed camera hummed and began working, Ye Chen's flying needles also began their rapid piercing.

"Clang clang clang.............."

A dense, frantic sound rang out crisply from the iron plate erected not far away.

Like the sound of raindrops hitting the ground during a torrential downpour, so dense that it formed a continuous sound track.

"Such a fast attack speed!"

Feng Hao's pupils contracted sharply. This was the first time he had been shocked by Ye Chen. He hadn't expected Ye Chen to have such a hidden trick up his sleeve.

Referee Gan also gasped in shock.

Compared to the previous generation, Ye Chen's attack speed has clearly improved this year!

That's so fast!

In the audience, gasps of amazement filled the air, praising the performance as spectacular.

Except for the gamblers who were practically crying when the game started, the cheers from everyone else were deafening.

The gambler could only pray that Ye Chen's attack speed would be slower, not too fast.

As the ten-second test time ended, Ye Chen took a deep breath. Like Ruan Ning, he had given it his all, and now he was seeing stars and his legs felt weak.

"Ye Chen, your score for the second round of the competition is: 1032 attacks per second!"

Referee Gan's voice rose in pitch.

With an attack speed of over a thousand hits per second, this is an outstanding achievement even when considering all previous tournaments, ranking among the top one thousand in history!

Don't underestimate the top 1,000; this is the top 1,000 out of tens of thousands of elites from all previous competitions!

Making it into the top 10,000 is already amazing, let alone the top 1,000!

Almost every one of them is an outstanding individual!

"Attack speed of 1032 per second, my god, that's incredible! Did you see that?! I told you Ye Chen was strong!"

"You gambler, now you know how to cry because you didn't trust Ye Chen, huh?"

"Ye Chen is the best, no explanation needed!"

"Gambler, if you surrender, you lose half. Why don't you just surrender now!"

"Exactly! Ye Chen is clearly in a commanding lead. After testing so many people, the second-place finisher's attack speed is less than half of his. Even if there are some strong competitors, they can't catch up to him. He's definitely going to be the champion in the second round of the competition!"

Shouts erupted from the audience, and the gambler's face turned pale. But he refused to admit defeat, gritting his teeth as he said, "What's the rush? It's not over yet! Even if Qin Su doesn't get first place, Ye Chen could easily be surpassed by someone else. What's the hurry?"

The others burst into laughter: "Oh, still stubborn as a mule? Well, let's just wait and see! We're already ready to collect the money, what about you? Are you ready to sell your house and car?"

The gambler remained silent, his face dark, but his heart was already ice-cold; he was on the verge of tears. He deeply regretted his impulsive decision to open the betting pool. Now, he had lost all his savings for a wife and was destined to remain a bachelor for life.

On the field, after the test, looking at his attack speed score, Ye Chen had a faint smile on his lips.

He glanced at Feng Hao and Qin Su, and felt a sense of triumph.

After being frustrated for so long, he finally felt incredibly relieved to be able to vent his anger.

He was a little annoyed that he didn't see any shock in Qin Su's eyes. He thought to himself, "Go ahead and pretend you don't care. You'll be exposed when you get tested later!"

"Next up, Feng Hao."

Feng Hao then stepped forward. Ye Chen's attack speed of over a thousand per second deeply stimulated him and put him under great pressure.

However, his attack speed has also been increased, so the test results certainly won't be too bad.

Ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye.

Feng Hao's results are in: 700 attacks per second, not as fast as Ye Chen, but still ranking second.

Currently, Ye Chen is far ahead in first place, Feng Hao is second, the one who measured 400 data points is third, and Ruan Ning is fourth. The others don't need much introduction.

Anyway, the top ten goalkeepers' attack speed reached 350 attacks per second.

Now only Qin Su hasn't been tested yet, so the rankings are basically fixed. At Referee Gan's call, Qin Su slowly stepped out.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Without the initial underestimation, everyone was curious about Qin Su's attack speed. Would he, who had made history in the first round, simply fade into obscurity?

"If my attack speed can exceed 350 attacks per second, I just need to squeeze into the top ten." Jiang Feichen silently muttered to himself from his seat at the top of the platform.

He didn't dare to ask for too much; he only hoped that Qin Su could perform steadily, secure a good ranking, and then steadily accumulate points.

Yin Wuji didn't care. Even if Qin Su performed terribly in this round, with an attack speed of less than ten points per second, it wouldn't change how much he cherished Qin Su.

After all, a high-ranking national leader like him has access to an immense amount of resources—so much that ordinary martial artists couldn't even imagine it.

As long as Qin Su is willing to become his apprentice, he has plenty of ways to help Qin Su improve his attack speed.

In his view, attack speed is actually far less important than talent.

Qin Su's talent has been fully demonstrated.

Having reached the third rank of mental master before the age of thirty, barring any unforeseen circumstances, he is certain to reach the fourth or even fifth rank of mental master in the future.

A fifth-tier mentalist is even rarer than a martial saint!

Once a new fifth-tier mentalist is trained, Yin Wuji's name will be recorded in history, leaving a lasting mark on the annals of time.

"Ideally, this kid's second round of combat should end badly, that way it'll dampen his arrogance. Then I'll seize the opportunity, promise to help him boost his offense, and I'll definitely take him down in one fell swoop, hehe..."

Yin Wuji was plotting something in his mind, and his smile was quite lewd, his old face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum.

The Kyoto police chief standing nearby felt a chill run down his spine.

"Are you ready?"

On the field, Referee Gan looked at Qin Su and asked her in a gentle tone.

Qin Su wrapped the flying needles with his mental power and tested them. They felt much lighter than his refined gold short sword and were very easy to control. He didn't feel any force at all.

"Still putting on airs, are you going to die if you don't? Testing your skills, acting like your attack speed is faster than mine. Enough said, if you're stronger than that big oaf Feng Hao, I'll just admit defeat and give you first place! Seriously, let's just end this already."

Ye Chen chuckled to himself.

After being crushed by Qin Su in the first round, his mentality began to become somewhat distorted.

He couldn't wait to see Qin Su's attack speed be slower than his. His heart was soaring, and he wanted to travel through time to the future, just a few dozen seconds from now, to enjoy that unparalleled thrill.

At this moment, Qin Su suddenly turned around and glanced at him. Under the effect of the talent - Mind Listener, Ye Chen's thoughts could not be hidden from him at all.

Qin Su's eyes were deep and could see through Ye Chen's soul. When Ye Chen dared not look directly into his eyes, Qin Su's lips curled into a disdainful sneer.

This made Ye Chen's face darken even more.

"Okay, all ready."

Qin Su then turned around and smiled at Referee Gan.

Referee Gan walked away to start the machine.

In that extremely short time, Qin Su, with her back to Ye Chen, spoke calmly:

"Some people have never seen what a real genius is in their lives. They think they're something special just because they've achieved a little bit. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll show you what real attack speed is."

Ye Chen naturally knew that Qin Su was talking to him, and he clenched his fists in anger and embarrassment. "Fine, you like to show off, then I'll see what you can actually do today. If you're not as good as me, I'll humiliate you in front of everyone today."

So what if you're a third-tier mentalist?

In ten seconds, I'll leave you speechless!

The machine started running.

Qin Su spoke last, saying, "Watch carefully, don't blink."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flying needles he controlled suddenly started moving!

boom!

A violent explosion resounded throughout the 200-square-meter sealed testing area.

Everyone covered their ears in agony, utterly horrified.

A sonic boom! It's a sonic boom!

Damn it, those flying needles, which are only slightly thicker than a hair, actually produced a sonic boom under Qin Su's control!

Where is the science?!

On the other side of Qin Su, the steel plate that had withstood the repeated attacks of seventeen people couldn't even last a second under the terrifying attack speed of 13,000 times per second, and it shattered on the spot!

Even in the second second, the speed camera started beeping an alarm, urgent and sharp!

Before Referee Gan could even react, in the third second, the extremely overloaded speed measuring machine, designed to capture every attack from Qin Su, exploded on the spot.

It just exploded...

Holy crap!!!

"The force measuring machine exploded, and now the speed measuring machine has exploded too!"

"Is this even human?! Is this really one of my kind? Or is it an alien? Holy crap, compared to him, I'm like an uncivilized caveman!"

The entire training ground erupted in cheers, shock, and stunned silence.

"Oh no, I've lost money!"

"Holy crap, my 10,000 Source Crystals!"

"I'm rich! I'm rich! I'm rich! Qin Su, you're my father, my real father!"

The gamblers started howling too.

Inside the venue.

Ye Chen and the others were completely dumbfounded. Although Qin Su only tested it for three seconds, it caused such a huge commotion in just three seconds. What more needs to be said about this astonishing attack speed?

Qin Su is number one, undisputed number one. Even if the speed measuring machine didn't produce any data, Qin Su is still number one!

Everyone was stunned, feeling it was unreal, like reading a novel or watching a science fiction movie.

Ye Chen, in particular, froze, his smug smile gone, his face turning ashen, like a corpse.

He tried to open his mouth to say something, but he trembled and couldn't say anything. He could only stare blankly at Qin Su.

In just three seconds, Qin Su destroyed the confidence he had built up over twenty years. His mentality completely collapsed, and he was utterly numb.

After being shocked, the others fell silent and slumped to the ground.

What the hell is there to compete in? What's there to compete in? There's no need to compete at all. Just award the championship of the Youth Spiritual Master Group to Qin Su.

On the high platform, Yin Wuji was drinking tea, fantasizing about how he would save Qin Su from trouble, when he witnessed Qin Su displaying her great power.

"puff--!"

Yin Wuji spat out the tea he had swallowed halfway through, staring blankly at the live broadcast.

If he could, he would even like to vomit some blood!

Damn, that speed measuring machine is capable of capturing attack speeds of over 10,000 per second. Logically speaking, no one should ever be able to reach such a terrifying attack speed, but Qin Su actually destroyed that machine! And the machine only lasted for three seconds!

What does this mean?

This means Qin Su's attack speed has exceeded 10,000 times per second. It's unbelievable that someone can actually achieve such an attack speed!

It's not human! It's really not human!

Yin Wuji's heart was bleeding too. No, you're so outstanding, your telekinetic attack speed is even faster than mine, how am I supposed to take you as a disciple...?

Jiang Feichen was dumbfounded at this point, and even swallowed his saliva no less than a hundred times.

He thought he had hired a junior agent to help Tianhe Police Station participate in the competition, but after the first round he realized that Qin Su was the senior agent. But just when he thought Qin Su was the senior agent, in the second round, Qin Su proved with his actions that he was the ultimate agent!

No logic, absolutely no logic, it's a complete rout! It's a crushing victory! It's invincible!

He got first place in both the first and second rounds, so even if he forfeits the third round, he's already locked in first place in the group.

The team that comes in first in the group has 20 points...

Twenty points!

Grass!

The Tianhe Police Station has never seen so many points since it started participating in the national skills competition!

He never imagined in his life that one day, the Tianhe Police Station would be able to obtain so many points in a national competition!

It turns out that Qin Su wasn't exaggerating; he really could take first place!

Jiang Feichen almost wanted to kowtow to Qin Su! At the same time, he felt his brain was not working properly, wondering whether Tianhe Police Station was aiming for eighth place and striving for seventh, or seventh place and striving for sixth?

"I hope they can't even crack the top five..."

Jiang Feichen muttered to himself, his face beaming with excitement and joy.