Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

Om-! ! !

A three-inch transparent throwing knife hovered silently at Su Yu's fingertips.

There was no earth-shattering roar of qi and blood.

There was also no violent gale that tore the sky apart.

There was only an absolute sharpness, so pure and extreme, that seemed capable of cutting every soul in the world into pieces!

The instant the transparent throwing knife appeared.

The hairs on the body of the Martial Emperor Nie Changkong stood on end!

His Martial Emperor aura, which was originally as calm and steady as an abyss, suddenly became uncontrollably protective of his body at this moment!

boom!

A layer of dark golden Martial Emperor Qi instantly enveloped Nie Changkong.

but.

Useless!

Nie Changkong was horrified to discover that even through the protective aura of a Martial Emperor, he could still clearly feel an extremely sharp pain emanating from his brow and sea of ​​consciousness!

That's absolute suppression at the soul level!

The transparent throwing knife that hovered at Su Yu's fingertip completely ignored any physical defense!

As long as Su Yu has a thought.

This throwing knife could instantly pierce through his Martial Emperor's Qi and strike directly at his soul!

"this……"

Nie Changkong stared intently at the transparent throwing knife.

It felt like there was a clump of dry grass stuck in my throat, making even breathing extremely difficult.

He's the Martial Emperor!

A peerless expert standing at the pinnacle of martial arts in the Great Xia Kingdom!

Even when facing a Martial Emperor of the same level, he would never experience this kind of terrifying feeling that makes his soul tremble!

And now.

This feeling actually came from an eighteen-year-old freshman!

It comes from a mental martial art that I just acquired less than four hours ago!

"King Wu..."

Nie Changkong's voice trembled violently.

His weathered eyes were now filled with endless shock and disbelief.

"Your mental strength..."

"They've actually reached the Martial King realm?!"

The mental strength of a Martial King!

This is even more despairing and absurd than Su Yu breaking through to 120,000 Qi and Blood in just a few hours!

To know.

Cultivating spiritual power is a hundred or even a thousand times more difficult than cultivating qi and blood!

Even those old monsters who specialize in cultivating spiritual power may not be able to push their spiritual power to the Martial King level even after spending hundreds of years!

And Su Yu.

Four hours!

It wasn't just that he learned the Heavenly Rank Top Grade "Formless Blade of Calamity".

Furthermore, he directly raised his mental strength to the Martial King level!

Furthermore, it has also condensed into a killing blade that even a Martial Emperor could feel was a deadly threat!

Is this guy even human?!

Nie Changkong turned his head.

His gaze froze on the unconscious assassin, Shadow Blade, lying on the ground.

This moment.

All the doubts.

All the incredible things.

Everything was solved!

Case solved!

The case is completely solved!

No wonder this top-tier Grandmaster with 600,000 HP, the Abyss Order's ace assassin, was being held in Su Yu's hand like a dead dog.

No wonder he didn't even have the chance to commit suicide by poison!

Faced with the overwhelming mental power of a Martial King.

Let alone a Grandmaster with 600,000 Qi and Blood.

Even a martial spirit with a million units of qi and blood would be struck by this formless god-slaying flying knife without any warning.

It will also be instantly annihilated into an empty shell without a soul!

"you……"

Nie Changkong looked at Su Yu, his lips trembling for a long time.

In the end, all the words were summed up in just two words.

"evildoer!"

"An unparalleled prodigy!!!"

Nie Changkong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turbulent waves in his heart that were about to shake the heavens and earth.

He now understands completely.

How ridiculous were the things I said to Su Yu on the top floor of the library?

What kind of Heavenly Rank cultivation technique is this? It's obscure and profound.

What requires years of painstaking effort?

Being overly ambitious will hinder your cultivation progress.

In the face of a truly unparalleled genius, all these so-called common sense rules are meant to be broken!

He was met with Nie Changkong's gaze, which seemed to regard him as a monster.

Su Yu remained calm.

His mind stirred slightly.

The transparent throwing knife, radiating a deadly edge, instantly transformed into specks of light and dissipated in the night wind.

The oppressive sense of dread that had gripped Nie Changkong's heart vanished without a trace.

Su Yu looked at Nie Changkong.

He shook his head slightly.

"The vice principal is too kind."

"Actually, there's nothing to be surprised about."

Su Yu's tone was extremely serious, without the slightest hint of boasting.

"This is all thanks to hard work and sweat."

effort?

Sweat?!

Upon hearing those two words, Nie Changkong almost spat a mouthful of blood onto Su Yu's face.

He stared intently at Su Yu.

The muscles in his face twitched violently.

That's utter nonsense!

Four hours!

You call this hard work and sweat?!

If four hours is considered effort and sweat, then what about the instructors at Jingwu who have been practicing for over ten years and haven't even touched the threshold of the Heaven-rank cultivation technique?

Is it considered a manure-producing machine?!

Nie Changkong roared inwardly in utter frustration.

But he looked at Su Yu's calm, expressionless face.

Suddenly I realized that this kid might not actually be showing off.

He genuinely believed that this was the result of hard work.

Su Yu thought so too.

After all, hundreds of millions of years have actually passed in the system's simulation space.

However, the difference in the time dimension makes all of this seem so terrifying and perverse in the real world.

"Alright."

Nie Changkong waved his hand weakly.

He felt that if he continued to dwell on this topic, his Dao heart would be shattered by this kid.

"Your talent, your understanding."

"This is completely beyond my comprehension."

Nie Changkong looked at Su Yu, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

There was shock, there was relief, but more than anything, there was a deep sense of worry.

The potential Su Yu has shown is terrifying!

It is so terrifying that any hostile force would stop at nothing to nip it in the bud!

Today, we have a grandmaster with 600,000 units of Qi and Blood.

What about tomorrow?

Could it be a martial spirit with a million health points?

Even King Wu himself intervened?!

Su Yu ignored Nie Changkong's complicated thoughts.

He steered the conversation back on track.

His gaze fell on the unconscious assassin on the ground.

"Vice Principal."

"Who wants to kill me?"

Su Yu's voice was cold.

It exuded a bone-chilling cold.

He didn't care who the other person was, since they dared to put their hand on his neck.

Then we must be prepared to be completely cut off by him!

Upon hearing this question...

Nie Changkong's expression instantly became extremely solemn.

He waved.

Om-!

An invisible layer of Martial Emperor's aura instantly enveloped the two men and the assassins on the ground.

It completely isolated it from all external detection.

"The Abyss Order".

When Nie Changkong uttered those four words, a hint of undisguised killing intent and disgust flashed in his eyes.

"The Abyss Cult?"

Su Yu frowned slightly.

He had read about the abyss in his high school textbooks.

That was the greatest threat facing the Great Xia Kingdom, and indeed all of humanity.

However, the textbook makes no mention of the Abyss Order.

"A group of traitors whose minds have been completely corrupted and twisted by the abyss."

Nie Changkong's voice was exceptionally deep.

"They abandoned their human identity and willingly became the dogs of the abyss."

"They're specifically trying to sabotage us humans!"

"What they love to do most is assassinate human geniuses like you with unparalleled talent!"

"As long as geniuses fall, the future of humanity will be continuously weakened."

Nie Changkong pointed to the Shadow Blade on the ground.

"This person's codename is Shadowblade."

"He is the Abyss Order's top assassin in Kyoto."

"Countless human prodigies and high-ranking military officers have died at his hands."

"I never expected that they would target you this time."

A cold glint flashed in Su Yu's deep eyes.

"Since we know they are traitors."

"Why not just clean it up?"