Fang Xin was stunned for a moment.
He had been a little nervous just now.
He didn't expect to be nervous for nothing.
Although he didn't know what Old Lady Sun had heard the Dean say in the administration building earlier, her attitude towards Fang Xin had indeed done a complete 180-degree turn.
Old Woman Sun suddenly spoke so gently.
This made many students below wonder why Old Woman Sun was acting this way towards Fang Xin.
"What else could it be? Xin Ge has good grades, do you even need to guess?"
"Excellent people are noticed wherever they go! Even Extinction Master will take care of them!"
"What about those who were gloating earlier, hoping Xin Ge would be punished? Keep barking!"
"Some people are just jealous of our Xin Ge! Trash for life!"
Those students who had been gloating earlier felt as if an invisible hand had given them a hard slap across the face.
Their faces burned with pain.
Bai Yulin had been looking down, but now seeing Fang Xin receive special treatment, he immediately squeezed his small wooden Card, "Haha, you scared me, the small wooden Card is still useful!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Sun Bijun on the podium pulled a long face again, "All students who took items blessed by the Witchcraft System, in the next class, if anyone dares to bring such things to class again, you will fail this semester! Those low-grade things are useless to me!"
After saying that, Bai Yulin was confused. Not only Bai Yulin, but many other students had also read the comments left by previous seniors, which was why they had purchased various blessed items. Who knew they would be completely useless against this Extinction Master.
Sun Bijun finished speaking and sat down again.
She continued to crochet her sweater.
"Class is starting now. Mental Talent has very strong offensive capabilities, and it's long-range. It can also control a person's mind, emotions, and even their dreams. There are many methods of control.
The three main categories are sound, sight, and mental waves.
Piercing sounds, or even pleasant sounds, can make a person intoxicated and engrossed. This is a form of mental attack.
Confusing visuals, disordered arrangements, and a field of vision where truth and illusion are hard to distinguish, can also make people lose themselves.
Now, everyone, take an item you've used for a long time as a reference. Next, I will use mental power to put you into an illusion. In the illusion, concentrate your attention, stare at your reference object, and break free from it!"
As she said this, Sun Bijun's knitting needles rubbed against each other, emitting a scratching sound that was irritating and unsettling.
Fang Xin held his phone, which he had used for a long time. Suddenly, Fang Xin's vision blurred, and he found himself in a dim, lightless space, plunged into darkness.
The scratching sound of the knitting filled this world of darkness.
Fang Xin's gaze shifted, cautiously looking around. Faintly visible in the darkness was a blurred, hazy figure, seemingly a hundred meters tall, like an ancient demon god, sitting there knitting a sweater. The sound of her knitting needles clashing together caused a splitting headache.
Her eyes were like two scarlet lanterns suspended in the sky.
Is this the Mental Talent of a high-level combatant?
Fang Xin muttered to himself.
Terrifying to this extent!
The piercing sounds were dense and seemed to be growing louder.
Fang Xin recalled his reference object. He had clearly been holding his phone just now, but now his hand felt empty, and his palm was also a mass of darkness.
Taking a breath, Fang Xin concentrated, staring intently at his hand.
The noisy, piercing, mind-disturbing friction sounds began to fade little by little as Fang Xin focused his attention. Fang Xin stared intently at his hand.
Currently, only Fang Xin's Mental Talent had not awakened, and among Fang Xin's many talents, Mental Talent was considered a low-tier one, so its progress was relatively slower.
As time passed, minute by minute.
The concentration caused a sore, swollen feeling in Fang Xin's glabella, like the feeling of pressing a finger to his glabella when playing around in the past.
The more he concentrated, the more real the sore, swollen feeling in his glabella became, the quieter the surrounding noise, the darkness gradually dissipated, and his hand slowly regained some sensation. He could feel that he was holding something in his hand, which was his phone.
After an unknown amount of time.
The soreness in his glabella reached a peak. Fang Xin clearly saw the phone in his hand, the darkness receded like a tide, the piercing, noisy sounds around him diminished, and the surroundings became quiet, with only the faint sound of Sun Bijun knitting.
Fang Xin's face was a little pale. He exhaled, looked at the phone in his hand, and glanced around.
He was now sitting in the classroom.
A few students with good talents had already woken up, but they all looked exhausted, their faces pale as they lay on their desks. Many other students were still sitting in their seats, their brows furrowed, still in the illusion.
Fang Xin couldn't help but be shocked. The power of a Mental Talent user was terrifying. If this were in actual combat, one could be hard-controlled in the blink of an eye.
This was also why in team battles, a Mental Talent teammate was always necessary.
Fang Xin looked up at Sun Bijun, who was still knitting. The Old Lady smiled kindly at Fang Xin, "As a secondary profession, for Mental Talent to wake up in such a short time, it has already exceeded my imagination. Very good!"
The few students who woke up later all looked surprised.
Did this Old Lady eat the wrong medicine today?
According to the legends from previous seniors.
This Old Lady came to work every day as if she had eaten gunpowder, scolding everyone she saw. If she was in a bad mood, she would even launch a mental attack. Why was she so nice to Fang Xin?
Could it be that Fang Xin was her son's illegitimate child?
The Old Lady kindly said again, "Does your glabella feel sore and swollen?"
"Yes!"
The Old Lady explained, "Maintain that feeling. That is your Spirit Platform. To launch a mental attack, you rely on it! The more energy the Spirit Platform has, the stronger the attack and the longer its duration. This Spirit Platform is also called the Divine Spring. Having it means you have stepped into the first-level combat power of Mental Talent. In the previous cultivation realms, this was called the 'Summoning Realm'. Do you know what the subsequent realms are called?"
Fang Xin had heard this. Zhuge Heng and Hua Cheng had both mentioned it, "The subsequent ones are called Source Flow, Pulse, Stand, Observe Well, Harmonize Dao, Break Mirror, Respond to Void, Spirit Platform, and so on..."
Sun Bijun's eyes lit up, and she smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad! After possessing the Divine Spring, you can be considered to have entered the Summoning Realm. However, the Summoning Realm of Mental Talent doesn't just allow you to summon your own mental power, but also to summon others' mental power. Through continuous refinement of mental power, when the mental power in your Divine Spring overflows, you will reach the second realm.
The second realm, the Source Flow Realm, is to let the overflowing mental power from your Divine Spring cover every part of your body. After your mental power fills your entire body, the third realm is considered the true entry-level realm of Mental Talent.
In other words, only the attacks launched by a Mental Talent user in the third realm are decent. Mental power can attack enemies through sound, eye techniques, and mental waves! As for the fourth realm, it will allow you to condense a defensive shield with mental power to protect yourself. Don't bite off more than you can chew. Your Strength Talent can unleash combat power that has already reached... currently, you are arguably the top among your peers, very strong. But Mental Talent has only just touched the threshold. Take your time, no rush. First, build a solid foundation for your Divine Spring, and I will slowly teach you the rest."
Fang Xin nodded, "Okay!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an eye mask appeared on the table in front of Fang Xin, "Wear this to hone your mental power!"
"Thank you, Instructor!"
"No need!"
Sun Bijun's knitting needles, still crocheting, once again made scratching sounds.
The few students who had woken up earlier once again fell into the illusion.
Fang Xin was startled for a moment.
Sun Bijun said, "Did you hit the young master of a prominent family?"
Fang Xin smiled awkwardly, "He bullied my sister, so I took action!"
Sun Bijun nodded, "If they come looking for trouble, you come find me! Even the White Lotus Society's President will give me some face! Let alone just the illegitimate grandson of a Vice President!"
"Thank you, Instructor Sun!"
Sun Bijun said gently, "Don't be so polite with me. Your parents and I know each other. They call me Aunt Sun. In private, you can just call me Grandma Sun!"
Fang Xin was stunned again. No wonder this Old Lady was so good to him; it turned out she knew his parents.
"Okay!"
"Continue to feel the Divine Spring!"
Fang Xin closed his eyes, summoning the sore, swollen sensation in his glabella.
As time passed, Fang Xin felt as if he was in a strange space. A spring appeared before his eyes, from which wisps of mental power slowly emerged.
In a blink of an eye, it was time for class to end.
Sun Bijun packed up her things and turned to leave.
Almost everyone's faces were pale to varying degrees.
Bai Yulin walked forward, "Xin Ge, let's go!"
Fang Xin got up, and the two walked out together.
Many students behind them looked at Fang Xin's back, more or less with a hint of envy, jealousy, and hatred.
"Xin Ge, why is Extinction Master so biased?" Bai Yulin rubbed his head and asked.
Fang Xin thought for a moment, "Maybe it's because my name is Fang Xin, so she's biased towards 'Xin' (new)?"
Bai Yulin rubbed his glabella, "Damn it, then I'll change my name to Bai Yuxin!
What class do you have this afternoon?"
"Perception-based!"
"Wow, it's Teacher Cheng, the Sky Shield Goddess's class!" Bai Yulin's eyes sparkled, "Xin Ge, you don't know, I saw her in person at the beginning of the semester, she's super beautiful, the prettiest woman I've ever seen."
"How pretty can she be?"
"Let me put it this way, to use my brother Hei Yulin's words, my brother could dilute and drink the saliva Goddess Cheng spits for half a year!"
Fang Xin looked at Bai Yulin curiously.
"Old Bai, do you always blame your older brother, older sister, and younger brother when you do something wrong or say something wrong?"
Bai Yulin smiled awkwardly, "You found me out!"
When the two were eating in the cafeteria, many students pointed and gestured towards them. Some felt sympathy, while others gloated.
Some even deliberately raised their voices, wanting Fang Xin to hear.
"Someone's going to be in trouble this afternoon! Young Master Yang's family will arrive this afternoon!"
"People from the church! There's going to be a show to watch this afternoon!"