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

Dead silence.

The wind in the wilderness whipped up sand and gravel, which lashed against the ruins and broken walls, making a crackling sound.

Apart from that, there was not a sound at all.

The Po Jun Si squad, rushing towards them from a kilometer away, looked like a group of statues whose pause button had been pressed.

That third-tier Wind Demon Wolf, powerful enough to wipe out a standard martial arts squad, just fell down like that?

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

There are no flashy or cool special moves.

It was just... that student who had reached the peak of mortal cultivation stabbed him with this broken boning knife?

"This is fucking..."

The composite bow in Afei's hand drooped completely, and the alloy arrow clattered to the ground.

He swallowed, feeling an intense dryness in his throat.

"Is this wolf... made of paper?"

"Or was it originally planning to commit suicide, and it just happened to run into that kid's knife?"

No one answered his lame joke.

Because everyone can see it very clearly.

That was a third-tier beast.

Even a severely injured and dying third-tier alien beast has enough physical strength to withstand the bombardment of ordinary firearms.

Its muscle density is dozens of times that of humans, and its bone hardness is comparable to that of an alloy.

Let alone a boning knife used for slaughtering pigs and sheep.

Even Reggae's alloy battle axe couldn't guarantee a one-hit kill.

But now.

The facts are right in front of us.

The wolf is dead.

utterly dead.

Reggae's poker face was so gloomy it could drip water.

He strode forward, still holding the battle axe in his hand, maintaining a vigilant stance.

He walked up to the enormous corpse of the Wind Demon Wolf and kicked its huge head with his toe.

no response.

Only foul-smelling blood foam oozed from the corners of his mouth.

"He's dead."

Reggae raised his head, his gaze complex as he looked at the swaying figure a few meters away.

"Killed in one blow."

"His heart and lungs were completely shattered, and his brain was also destroyed."

"But that's impossible."

The reggae voice was filled with deep confusion.

As a seasoned veteran of the Po Jun Si who had spent over a decade navigating the wilderness, his experience told him that this was simply illogical.

"His strength is only at the peak of the mortal realm, approximately 300 kilograms."

"Even with the sharpness of that knife, that kind of force would at most pierce the skin and get stuck in the muscle layer."

"How could such penetrating internal damage be caused?"

It's like piercing a steel plate with a toothpick.

It completely violates the laws of physics.

Shen Tian was panting heavily.

He had no time to pay attention to the people's surprise.

The stabbing pain in his head made his vision go black in waves, a sign of severe mental exhaustion.

But he dared not faint.

This group of people is from the Po Jun Division.

Although nominally an official organization, murder and robbery have occurred in such remote and desolate places.

Especially this Wind Demon Wolf, it's priceless.

"mine."

Shen Tian stared intently at Reggae with a hoarse voice, like a young animal guarding its food.

"I killed him."

Reggae paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

He put away his battle axe and waved his hand.

"Don't worry, the Po Jun Division is disciplined."

"Since you killed him, then he is your spoils."

"We wouldn't stoop so low as to steal a student's prey."

Hearing this, Shen Tian's tense nerves relaxed a little.

But he still didn't loosen his grip on the bare hilt of the knife.

Lin Qingyi walked over.

Those cold, clear eyes didn't look at the wolf carcass on the ground, but stared intently at Shen Tian's hand.

Or.

Staring at the boning knife, now only the handle remained.

"Where's the knife?"

Lin Qingyi suddenly spoke, her voice clear and crisp, yet carrying an undeniable pressure.

Shen Tian frowned.

"It's broken."

"Where does it break?"

Lin Qingyi stepped forward, her gaze passing over Shen Tian's shoulder and landing on the hideous wound on the Wind Demon Wolf's hind leg.

The place was a bloody mess.

But within the dark red pool of blood, a few cold stars could be faintly seen twinkling.

That was the reflection of metal fragments.

Lin Qingyi's pupils suddenly contracted.

She crouched down, ignoring the blood and grime on the ground, and wiped her wound with her hand.

My fingertip touched a hard fragment.

Very small.

Only the size of a fingernail.

But this fragment wasn't embedded in the surface muscle; it had burrowed deep into the bone.

even……

Lin Qingyi looked up along the trail of blood.

The chest cavity of the Wind Demon Wolf was slightly sunken.

If you were to cut it open, the internal organs inside would probably have been turned into a mushy mess.

"I see."

Lin Qingyi stood up and took a deep breath.

For the first time, a look of extreme shock appeared on that perpetually icy face.

She turned around, and the look in her eyes as she looked at Shen Tian completely changed.

"Captain, what's going on?"

Ah Fei came over, looking completely bewildered.

"Isn't it normal for the knife to break? That kind of ordinary iron would definitely break when it cuts a third-tier beast."

Lin Qingyi's voice trembled slightly.

"Look at your wound yourself."

"Those shards of the blade weren't broken off on the surface of the wound."

"They crawled in."

Ah Fei scratched his head, still not understanding.

"Drilled in? Due to inertia?"

"Inertia my ass!"

Lin Qingyi pointed at the enormous body of the Wind Demon Wolf, her tone becoming urgent.

"If it's due to inertia, the debris will simply scatter and fly off in a scattered manner."

"But these fragments, as if they had eyes, followed the blood vessels and muscle fibers, drilling all the way into its internal organs!"

"They turned inside the wolf's body!"

What?!

Afei and Reggae were both startled.

Turn?

The broken blade twisted inside the body?

Is this some kind of fantasy story?

"and……"

Lin Qingyi stared intently at Shen Tian and said, word by word:

"Just a moment ago, I felt a mental fluctuation."

"Though very weak, it is very violent."

"But that was a genuine burst of mental power."

Lin Qingyi paused for a moment at this point.

The guess was so shocking that even she herself couldn't believe it.

But after eliminating all the impossibilities, the one that remains, however absurd, is the truth.

"Object control".

Lin Qingyi uttered these two words.

The air around him seemed to freeze.

Ah Fei's mouth was so wide open it could fit an egg, and his eyes almost popped out.

"Holy crap?"

"Captain... Captain, you're kidding, right?"

"Matter control? Isn't that... isn't that a skill only psychics possess?"

In this world.

Although martial artists are respected, they are not few in number.

Most people can become martial artists if they are willing to spend money and endure hardship.

But spiritual practitioners are different.

That's a talent that's one in a million!

That's a gift from God!

Every mentalist is a strategic resource of the nation, a treasure that major powers are scrambling to acquire.

"You mean...?"

Reggae's voice was somewhat hoarse as he pointed at the blood-soaked boy in front of him, who could barely stand.

"This kid... is he a psychic?"

Lin Qingyi nodded, but then said something else.

"It's not certain yet."

"It's also possible that he possesses some special abilities."

"Whether someone is a spiritual practitioner or not can only be determined through verification."

Her gaze was extremely complex.

"Moreover, it can manipulate dozens of fragments to precisely strangle an organism within its body..."

"This level of control is at least the threshold for a first-grade mental master."

"This is outrageous..."

Looking at Shen Tian, ​​Afei felt his worldview shatter.

Just then.

The one-eyed man, who had been in a daze, finally came to his senses.

He scrambled to Shen Tian's side, wanting to help him up but not daring to, so excited that he was incoherent.

"Mr. Shen... Mr. Shen!"

"Awesome! Absolutely awesome!"

"That's a Tier 3 Wind Demon Wolf!"

"We've struck it rich! We've struck it rich!"

The one-eyed man's voice broke the eerie silence of the scene.

Shen Tian glanced at him, a weak smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Quickly gather the materials."