I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Stunned?

Seeing Shen Tian's dazed expression, Chu Feng couldn't help but have this thought in his mind.

He put his hands in his pockets, tilted his chin slightly, and became smug.

In his view, Shen Tian's silence at this moment was entirely due to being overwhelmed by the high-end "industrial art" before him.

After all, for a crude warrior who only knows how to chop each other with knives, this kind of operation that applies mental power to the micrometer level is simply a miracle.

"That's the difference."

Chu Feng shook his head, his tone revealing a sense of superiority.

"Don't be fooled by how exciting it looks on the front lines, when it comes to the real test of strength, we're the ones to watch."

"An S-class weapon requires at least 30,000 mental forgings from material selection to completion."

"Each forging session consumes a large amount of the mental energy of the mind master."

"so……"

Chu Feng turned around and looked at Shen Tian with a peculiar gaze.

"Don't think we're making things difficult for you."

"The fact that Inspector Zhou was willing to bring you in and let you see these things with your own eyes is already a result of him going all out."

Zhou Xuan, who was listening from the side, kept wiping away sweat, wishing he could go up and cover the boy's mouth.

Oh, my ancestors!

Would it kill you to say less?

Shen Tian withdrew his gaze and did not refute.

He even nodded slightly.

"That's really impressive."

This is the truth.

Although the third-grade mentalist's operation was still somewhat crude in his opinion, it wasted a lot of mental energy.

But this idea of ​​"mental training" opened a door to a new world for him.

So it turns out that mental energy can also be used as a hammer.

It can also be used as a carving knife.

It can even penetrate into the molecular structure of matter like water.

"Been taught a lesson."

Shen Tian said sincerely.

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting that this seemingly arrogant spoiled brat could actually speak human language.

He snorted coldly, his expression softening slightly.

"You're smart to know what's good for you."

"Alright, stop getting in the way. The core area is just ahead."

Chu Feng walked at the front, his steps very light.

Zhou Xuan walked in the middle, his steps heavy.

He didn't visit Master Guhe very often.

Even though he was the inspector of Tianyun Prefecture, it wasn't something he could just see whenever he wanted.

It's fair to say he's willing to risk everything for Shen Tian.

"Brother Shen, when you go inside later..."

Zhou Xuan was about to give a few more words of advice.

boom--!

A loud bang.

The gate in front of them seemed to have been blasted open by a cannonball, and it suddenly blew open.

Followed by.

A burly figure was sent flying backward.

It's like trash that's been thrown out.

With a loud "bang," it slammed heavily against the corridor wall.

The entire corridor shook.

The wall panel instantly caved in, creating a large, human-shaped crater, and spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly.

"Holy crap!"

The man screamed and slid down the wall.

Even in such a disheveled state, the suffocating aura emanating from him was still like a volcano about to erupt, terrifying beyond measure.

Sixth rank!

A genuine sixth-tier martial artist!

Zhou Xuan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

He stared at the burly man who was clutching his waist and groaning.

"Lei...Brother Lei?!"

Lei Wanshan.

Sixth-order Greedy Wolf.

Known for his incredibly violent lightning-based swordsmanship, this ruthless mid-stage sixth-tier expert has a temper even more volatile than the sword in his hand.

Normally, this guy is like a local tyrant in his city; he's the kind of person who can cause an earthquake just by stomping his foot.

Now?

Was he thrown out like a dead dog?

Lei Wanshan got up from the ground, his dark face turning a deep liver color.

From that dark, gaping door came an old, yet powerful roar.

"Get the hell out of here!"

The sound wasn't loud.

But it exudes an undeniable domineering aura.

Lei Wanshan deflated like a punctured balloon.

"Um... Master Gu, please calm down."

Lei Wanshan rubbed his hands together, a fawning smile on his face, looking even more humble than Zhou Xuan had been earlier.

"Hehe, Master Gu, you're busy, you go ahead!"

"I'll wait outside, I won't disturb you!"

After saying that, he bowed to the door, his attitude extremely humble.

He turned around and met Zhou Xuan's eyes, which were as wide as copper bells.

Eyes facing each other.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment.

"Ahem!"

A rare blush appeared on Lei Wanshan's face, which was as black as charcoal.

To cover his embarrassment, he suddenly straightened his back, and the terrifying aura of a sixth-level expert instantly erupted, trying to regain some face.

"Inspector Zhou"

"I was just practicing my movement techniques."

Zhou Xuan's lips twitched violently.

They practiced their movements like gods.

"Movement technique?"

Zhou Xuan stared at Lei Wanshan's dark, ruddy face, his lips twitching uncontrollably.

He really wanted to ask this sixth-level expert what kind of movement technique he possessed that could smash a human-shaped crater into a wall.

And it's the "wild geese landing on the sand" style, with the buttocks facing backwards?

"Cough cough."

Lei Wanshan clearly knew that his excuse was utterly ridiculous.

He coughed awkwardly twice, then stretched out his large, fan-like hand and patted his dusty clothes.

"Isn't it because I saw you here, Brother Zhou?"

Lei Wanshan forcibly changed the subject, attempting to turn the page on this embarrassing scene.

"I'm thinking of showing off the...reverse sprint technique I just learned."

"Hmm, reverse sprint."

Lei Wanshan looked righteous, as if he wasn't the one who had rolled out like a ball just now.

Zhou Xuan didn't expose him.

Some things you should see through but not say.

"Brother Lei, now that you've finished practicing these movement techniques, shall we talk about serious matters?"

Zhou Xuan took two steps closer and asked in a low voice:

"What exactly happened? Why is Master Guhe so angry?"

If he doesn't understand the situation, he'll probably suffer the same fate if he takes Shen Tian in today.

Lei Wanshan sighed, his face contorted with worry, his thick, fleshy features scrunched up.

"Don't even mention it."

Lei Wanshan looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention, said with a bitter face:

"Things haven't been peaceful in Fangcheng lately."

"A strange beast?"

Zhou Xuan's expression turned solemn.

"Yes, the beast tide fluctuations detected these past few days have been very abnormal."

Lei Wanshan touched the giant battle sword at his waist, his eyes somewhat gloomy.

"I have a feeling that something big is going to come out this time."

"I want to upgrade Thunder Prison."

For martial artists

Weapons are like a second life.

Especially at the sixth level, a good weapon often determines life or death.

"so what?"

Lei Wanshan looked aggrieved, his expression like that of a wronged wife.

"I just... expressed my urgency a little."

"and then?"

Zhou Xuan asked speechlessly.

"Then I flew out."

Lei Wanshan shrugged, looking helpless.

"Brother Zhou, you have no idea about the ancient man's spiritual power..."

At this point, a deep sense of apprehension flashed in Lei Wanshan's eyes.

"At that moment, I felt like I was being squeezed by an invisible hand."

"Besides, I wouldn't dare to resist!"

Lei Wanshan sighed and glanced at the tightly closed black door.

"If I dared to use my spikes, Old Gu could melt my knife in one go."

"He told me to get out, so I had no choice but to leave."

Sixth-order mentalist.

So terrifying.

"So, Brother Zhou."

Lei Wanshan patted Zhou Xuan on the shoulder and earnestly advised him:

"Take my advice, don't go in today."

"Old Gu is furious."

"I just urged them to speed things up, and I got thrown out."

Lei Wanshan shook his head:

"Let's do it another day."

Zhou Xuan broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this.

He subconsciously turned around and glanced at Shen Tian.

"Um... Brother Shen."

Zhou Xuan swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly:

"How about...we reschedule for another day?"

Zhou Xuan was truly afraid.

Although he had some influence in Tianyun Prefecture, in front of a big shot like Gu He, his influence was as thin as paper.

"I'm not in a hurry."

Shen Tian suddenly spoke.

Zhou Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say, "Let's leave then."

"Since we've come all this way, there's no reason for us to go back empty-handed."