Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

Chen Guang casually squatted next to the helicopter, the only view on the tablet screen in his hand being the perspective provided by Wang Yi's glasses.

Chen Guang remained unfazed upon seeing the chain on the door and the shattered glass.

There are some underhanded tactics, but it doesn't really matter.

If Wang Yi lacks experience and alerts Amit, there will be an emergency response team nearby ready to respond at any time.

On Chinese soil, Amit's current state can be described as that of a frightened bird; at the slightest sound, he would most likely break a window and flee.

With so many people in the neighborhood, Amit might take hostages on the way.

He chose the third floor because he had this kind of contingency plan.

Unlike the second floor, the third floor does not have security bars installed.

Besides, the height of the third floor wouldn't injure a mid-level mage from a fall.

Unfortunately, snipers had already been positioned around the area. Once Amit broke the window and jumped out, they would immediately start shooting before he even landed.

However, if that's the case, Wang Yi's assessment score will be unsatisfactory.

Chen Guang didn't believe that the young man he had high hopes for would end his Night Watch apprenticeship in such a sorry state.

So I suppressed my emotions and continued watching.

On the screen, Wang Yi extended his right hand, forming a sword with his fingers. The sword was covered with a dark gold luster, and he casually cut the iron chain.

The windows were intact, and Amit seemed to have lost his hearing.

Because all the sounds made during the opening of the door were contained in Wang Yi's palm using wind whispering techniques, and none of them were transmitted outside.

Open the door, go inside, close the door.

In his life perception, Amit's position did not change at all.

The room was completely dark, but Wang Yi's eyes gleamed slightly as he strolled towards Amit's location as if taking a leisurely walk.

Silent and stealthy, like a ghost.

Amit, who was standing by the window, constantly scanning the outside world through a crack, was completely unaware that the enemy had already approached him from behind.

Wang Yi quietly raised her left hand and gently placed it on the back of Amit's neck, feeling for the knuckles.

It was only then that Amit felt a sudden pressure on the back of his neck, and his hair stood on end in shock.

It's a pity it's too late.

Click.

The sound of the cervical vertebra breaking was exceptionally crisp to Wang Yi's ears, like the sound of someone opening a large bone and extracting its marrow after gnawing on it.

Amit wanted to turn around and look at the guy who ended his life, but his head had already tilted unnaturally to the left and couldn't turn it at all.

The body begins to lose consciousness, breathing stops, blood supply to the brain is insufficient, consciousness becomes blurred, the heart stops, the pupils dilate, vision becomes hazy, and saliva flows from the mouth.

Death is a slow process. Even after a head is severed, consciousness can linger for a while, let alone Amit, who has only broken a cervical vertebra.

It was a minor injury; the skin wasn't even broken.

At this moment, Amit felt extremely regretful, regretting that he had acted too hastily and had not investigated the background of the girl from out of town before making his move.

Otherwise, he would still be a police superintendent in his hometown, living a very successful life.

At this point, Amit did not repent for his past actions, but only felt that he had made a mistake by provoking the wrong person.

Wang Yi gently placed his left hand on Amit's shoulder, leaning his head slightly closer as if to whisper something, but was deterred by the strong curry smell emanating from the other person.

In the end, Wang Yi had no choice but to use the Wind Whisper Technique to send a message into Amit's ear.

"Shiva asked me to tell you that he misses you and that you should go and report to Him."

Regardless of whether Amit was still conscious or could understand, Wang Yi felt much better after saying that nonsense.

Whether or not to forgive him is God's business; Wang Yi's task is to send him to see God.

In fact, Wang Yi did not feel much about Amit's evil deeds.

Putting aside the fact that the information on the document was just lines of cold numbers, even if it said that Amit killed 10,000 people, Wang Yi didn't seem to feel anything particularly deep.

Moreover, Amit is an Indian who bullies and slaughters his own people in his own country. What does that have to do with Wang Yi of China?

Wang Yi didn't have the time or inclination to feel compassion for others.

Besides, in twenty years, if the Indian government had any conscience, it wouldn't have allowed Amit to get away with it so easily.

Perhaps it was because Amit hadn't been bullying 'people' before, until he actually killed a 'person'.

After all, India only has a population of 100 million.

When it comes to dealing with such disgusting scum, Wang Yi naturally doesn't have any psychological barriers.

A mid-level mage died silently in this room, as easily as killing a chicken.

At least a chicken with its throat slit can still hop around a couple of times and spit out a few drops of blood.

Wang Yi really wanted to crack open Amit's skull, study the exact location of the human crystal, and then dissect this still-fresh body to put the knowledge taught by Zhang Miaoyi into practice.

However, considering that Chen Guang was still spying on the screen, Wang Yi ultimately decided not to take action.

If Chen Guang misunderstands him as a cruel and bloodthirsty pervert, it would really damage his image as a young hero.

Wang Yi could disregard others' opinions about unrelated people, but with high-ranking military officials like Chen Guang, she needed to restrain herself and try to maintain goodwill.

Besides, the location isn't suitable now. It's already a haunted house, and if the rooms get dirty, the night watchmen will have to clean the floor for the landlord.

There's really no need for that.

Wang Yi vaguely remembered that when he killed someone for the first time, he felt so nauseous that he almost vomited. This was only the second time he had killed someone, but he had already started thinking about where to start dissecting the body.

As expected, it is all thanks to Director Zhang Miaoyi's effective teaching methods that remarkable results have been achieved.

They parted the illusory realm, opening the entrance to half a person's height.

Wang Yi had many things in his virtual world: magic crystals, a crimson halberd, hundreds of silver-white heavy spears, compressed food, throwing knives, changes of clothes, some cash, tents, waterproof tarpaulins, fuel, clean Guanyin clay cakes, folding bicycles, ultra-high molecular weight polypropylene ropes, and so on.

The items were categorized and crammed full, leaving very little empty space.

So Wang Yi had no choice but to fold Amit's corpse twice, stuff it back in, and close the gate to the illusory world.

Fortunately, the person involved was reasonable and did not raise any objections.

Of course, to prevent the broken bones from piercing flesh and bleeding into his ethereal realm, Wang Yi thoughtfully released a Life Cry for Amit before folding it up, and then used a waterproof cloth as a body bag.

Even if Amite bleeds from all seven orifices and urinates and defecates, it will not contaminate Wang Yi's illusory realm.

There's nothing we can do; kids just love being clean.

In any case, given Amit's current condition, he definitely won't survive. Wang Yi can only try his best to ensure that he suffers a terrible death.

Wang Yi grabbed a trash bag and threw in the shards of glass and the broken metal chain, also taking away the existing trash from the room.

Arriving clean and leaving clean, the landlord will definitely like this tenant.

Beside the helicopter, Chen Guang watched Wang Yi's series of actions on the screen, his eyes twitching slightly.

To his astonishment, Chen Guang actually saw a hint of elegance and composure in it.

Where did this serial killer come from? Did he learn it all on his own?

Previously, Chen Guang was a little worried that Wang Yi wasn't used to killing people, but now he's starting to worry that Wang Yi has a habit of killing people.