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Chapter 31

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However, this perverted instructor had no intention of letting him off. Not only did he target him time and again, he had even called for him to go to the podium the moment the lesson began.

Sensing Ye Jiaquan and Lingcun's concerned gazes, as well as dense looks of sympathy, Shi Xiaobai frowned.

"Forget it. This King was once the God of Games after all. How can This King be scared off by a game pervert who only has a name!?"

Shi Xiaobai recalled the tiny victory he had in Hisith's office and was immediately filled with confidence. Under everyone's gazes, he got up and walked to the podium in the middle, with a fearless look.

"Dahei seems very confident. Me … thinks Dahei should be able to hold on." Ye Jiaquan looked at Lingcun and said with a lack of confidence.

Lingcun sighed and did not answer. His light blue eyes flashed a dignified look.

When Shi Xiaobai walked to Hisith's side, he immediately felt as though he had walked into an icehouse. His entire body felt cold as his body gradually stiffened.

Hisith gave Shi Xiaobai a sinister smile and said softly, "Before we start the game, let me ask you a question. Dahei, do you know what 'Psionic Shield' is?"

Shi Xiaobai was surprised and after a moment of thought, he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

When the seated rookies heard this, they revealed looks of disbelief. A number of people even suffused disdainful mockery from the corners of their mouths.

There was actually an idiot who did not even know what Psionic Shield was? How did he sneak into [Gaia]? Did he rely on nepotism? Some of the rookies who suspected that Tu Dahei was actually Shi Xiaobai had their suspicions dissipate.

Hisith had obtained information on Shi Xiaobai from the upper echelons of the organization. The information indicated that Shi Xiaobai had yet to undergo Psionic Ability cultivation, so there was a possibility that he did not know what 'Psionic Shield' was, hence Hisith's additional question. Shi Xiaobai's answer was within expectations, but it gave Hisith a headache. This was because the game he wanted to play required Shi Xiaobai to understand and grasp 'Psionic Shield'.

"It looks like I need to pull up a sapling to help it grow."

With this thought in mind, Hisith turned to look at the seated rookies and said, "Wang Lin, explain what 'Psionic Shield' is."

Just as he said that, a seventeen-year-old short-haired youth stood up from the seats on the right. Under his tight-fitting shirt, his muscles were firm, and one could faintly see the power contained within. The members of the blue team looked at the young man with respect and trust.

Wang Lin nodded at Hisith in greeting before looking at Shi Xiaobai. He said calmly, "Psionic Shield is one of the four major defensive systems in combat."

Wang Lin paused for a moment. After considering his words, he continued, "The defense system is divided into physical defense and psionic defense. Physical defense referred to skin defense, flesh and blood defense, bone defense, and mental defense. These were the categories of physical training. As for Psionic Defense, it studies how to use Psionic Power for defense. As the name suggests, Psionic Shield is to transform Psionic Power into a shield to block attacks within the shield's defensive range. "

After Wang Lin finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand. Suddenly, a white energy that looked like light and gas gathered in front of his palm, propping up a white shield that almost blocked the front of his body.

Shi Xiaobai's eyes lit up. He had previously seen the white energy when Ye Jiaquan punched. So that was the so-called "Psionic Power"?

"Psionic Shield is typically used to block attacks from a single direction. Be it melee swords, or long-range bullets, the hard Psionic Shield can block them all. Typically, Psionic Shields below the fourth level of the Psionic Mortal Realm can block ordinary bullets, but they are helpless against special Spirit Cleaving Bullets. "

After Wang Lin said that, he retracted his right hand, causing the white shield to immediately dissipate. He looked at Hisith, indicating that he was done with his explanation. After seeing Hisith nod, he coolly sat down.

"This thing can block bullets!"

Shi Xiaobai's heart immediately raced as he felt his blood boil.

Upon seeing this, Hisith's eyes flickered as he said, "Psionic Defense is divided into four levels. The first level is Psionic Hardening. It uses Psionic Power to harden parts of one's body, allowing one to instantly increase the effect of physical defense. The second level is Psionic Shield. Typically, it is used to block attacks from a single direction. "

"The third level is Psionic Barrier. It can be said to be an all-encompassing barrier. Although its defensive strength is inferior to Psionic Shield, it is suitable to protect one's life in a hail of bullets and concentrated fire."

"The last level is Psionic Barrier. It can achieve the effect of a large area's defense. Most of the barriers are constructed by the joint efforts of many people. When its hardness reaches a certain level, it can become the main means of defending against missiles and nuclear bombs."

Hisith explained the four levels of Psionic Defense in detail. The rookies in the room were already familiar with this knowledge, so they were immediately puzzled. Why was Instructor Hisith patiently explaining such basic knowledge to a bumpkin?

Shi Xiaobai's eyes nearly burned red. What did he hear? To use his strength to defend against missiles and nuclear bombs. Wasn't … wasn't this the power he had always dreamed of?

"How about it? Do you want to learn Psionic Shield? "Hisith's bewitching voice resounded in Shi Xiaobai's ears.

At this moment, how could Shi Xiaobai resist such temptation? He hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes! It's not just shields, This King wants to learn everything! "

"Alright, then I'll teach you."

Hisith smiled and suddenly leaned close to Shi Xiaobai's ear to whisper something. The rookies pricked up their ears, but they could not hear a word or two. Immediately, they found it odd.

Condensing a Psionic Shield was not something that could be done overnight. It was just like learning a language. It needed a long period of accumulation before it could be achieved. Instructor Hisith said he wanted to teach the bumpkin, and had even whispered a few words into his ear. Was there some heaven-defying shortcut?

Hisith's whispers lasted for less than a minute. Shi Xiaobai nodded, though he did not fully understand. Finally, he asked in wonder, "You can produce the shield you mentioned just by doing this? It's that simple? "

Everyone was alarmed when they heard this. There was really a shortcut?

Hisith nodded with a faint smile. "Of course, you will know once you give it a try."

Shi Xiaobai did not doubt him. The burning desire for power in his heart made him immediately carry out Hisith's instructions.

"Use your heart to sense the Psionic Power in your body. Use your consciousness to control the Psionic Power's flow in the opposite direction. Then, silently recite the incantation …"

Shi Xiaobai stretched out his right hand as Hisith's words flashed in his mind. Suddenly, he felt a warmth surge through his body. It was so warm that it felt rather comfortable.

But very quickly, this warmth suddenly rose in temperature. Gradually, it turned into a burning heat. Pain came from every nerve in his body. Shi Xiaobai immediately felt like his body was being burned by flames. The pain was so painful that he nearly fainted.

"Ah ~"

A scream tore out of Shi Xiaobai's mouth, immediately resounding through the entire classroom.

The rookies suddenly understood the truth of the matter. Immediately, they drew a cold gasp and covered their mouths to prevent themselves from screaming.

Ye Jiaquan's eyes turned red as he said with a trembling voice, "Lingcun, Me, if Me didn't see wrongly, Dahei is currently using the 'Body Incineration Curse', right?"

Lingcun's expression had already sunk. With a painful tone, he said, "It's the Body Incineration Curse. It's said to be the most vicious method of pulling up seedlings to help them grow. The success rate is less than 10%. If it succeeds, it can at least open up a psionic sacred meridian, but the outcome of failure is the body burning, dying a painful death. "

"If Dahei can survive the Body Incineration Curse, and open up any psionic sacred meridian, then he can indeed skip the process of understanding and accumulation. He can directly grasp the 'Grasping Basics' method of controlling Psionic Power. This must be the shortcut that Hisith thought of."

"Damn it! I never expected that Hisith would rather use such a desperate method to let his game proceed smoothly. Doesn't he know that Dahei is actually a rock … No, it's impossible that he doesn't know, but why did he do it? Isn't he afraid that Dahei will die directly? The success rate of the Body Incineration Curse is less than 10%! If Dahei dies, as one of [Gaia]'s three powerhouses, wouldn't he feel the pinch? "

"Or could it be that he doesn't care about [Gaia]'s rise and fall? Yes, he is such a madman. I should have thought of this earlier. It was me who harmed Dahei. It's all my fault! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! "

Lingcun muttered as he roared silently in his heart. His expression turned more painful as he hugged his head and buried it in his knees. His body began to tremble.

Shi Xiaobai's tragic cries continued. His skin was already dyed with a layer of boiling red. White smoke began to emit from his surroundings. His body seemed like it would ignite at any moment, turning into the most ruthless flames.

As for Hisith, he stood by the side as though he did not see anything, as though he was enjoying a good show.

Even the coldest and most ruthless rookie could not help but feel pity when they saw this scene. This idiot named Tu Dahei was truly tragic. He had encountered Hisith, a perverted madman in the guise of a hero. He must have had eight lifetimes of bad luck. His only hope of survival now was that ridiculous success rate of less than 10%.

By using the Body Incineration Curse, one could either undergo nirvana and be reborn, or die and be reduced to ashes. However, the choice did not depend on oneself or one's willpower. It was all about — luck!

As time passed, Shi Xiaobai's tragic cries turned hoarse. However, his body seemed to be fixed in place. Despite looking like he was about to tumble on the ground at any moment, he continued standing with his head raised and roaring. It was as though he was a small sapling that was enduring the burning of an intense fire.

How long would such torture last?

"Puah!"

Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound emitted from Shi Xiaobai's body. In front of him, a broken shield that was so white that it was nearly transparent bloomed like a lotus flower. The red glow on his skin instantly converged as the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped. The mist that permeated the air also instantly dissipated.

The seated rookies immediately broke into an uproar.

"Holy shit, he succeeded?"

"He actually survived the Body Incineration Curse. This bumpkin's luck … is heaven-defying!"

"This means that he has at least opened up a psionic sacred meridian. Tsk Tsk, a fool has a fool's luck!"

"Enough, all of you. He's almost half-dead. Can't you have some manners with your mouths?"

"That's a sacred meridian he won at the cost of his life. He can't help but be impressed!"

"This … Should this bumpkin grumble or thank Instructor Hisith?"

“.....”

Whispers and discussions rose and fell in the classroom. They had witnessed a rare Body Incineration Forbidden Spell, and what was even rarer was that this weak country bumpkin had actually succeeded!

Shi Xiaobai was still gasping for air as sweat covered his body. He could barely open his eyes, and his body felt like it would collapse with a touch. However, for some reason, he was still standing straight.

After suffering such cruel torture, at the moment of liberation, he should have wanted to fall to the ground and faint, right?

Why was he still standing?

"Very good! Very good! Very good! "

Hisith's voice that was close to madness revealed all the mysteries.

Everyone could not help but shut their mouths as their hearts were filled with fear. Shi Xiaobai could not fall because Hisith did not want him to fall.

Hisith had forced him to stand, so he could only drag his exhausted body and stand there silently.

"Enough, enough, it's really enough!" The seated Lingchen was roaring silently in his heart as he looked at Hisith with a gaze that hid his anger.

Was it enough?

For Hisith, it was clearly not enough. This was because everything he had done to Shi Xiaobai was to allow the game he designed to proceed smoothly. And his game had just begun.

"Since Dahei has learned Psionic Shield, let's begin the game!"

Hisith did not hold back as he stated his goal from the very beginning. Everyone could not bear to see it. Tu Dahei, should you say that your luck was too good to open up a psionic sacred meridian, or that your luck was too bad to encounter the perverse Hisith?

"As for the rules of the game, everyone will attack Tu Dahei's Psionic Shield. If you can shatter Tu Dahei's shield with one attack, you will pass. If you can't shatter it, you will be directly eliminated from [Gaia]!"

A sinister smile suffused across Hisith's lips. "Then, let's begin the game. I can't wait any longer!"

Everyone was immediately dumbfounded. What kind of fucking game was this?

It was said that this bumpkin was only at the first level of the Psionic Mortal Realm. Furthermore, he had just learned how to use Psionic Power. Not only was the Psionic Shield he produced extremely dilapidated, it was so thin that it was almost non-existent. It was impossible for them to not be able to shatter it, right?

The crux of the matter was that they would be eliminated if they could not shatter it. They would definitely attack with all their might!

This was basically a game of "abuse" without any suspense. That's not right. Excluding Tu Dahei, there were 72 rookies in the classroom. This was 72 rounds of abuse!

Having just experienced the physical torture of being on the brink of death, they were about to experience 72 terrible defeats. Such a game was truly "fun" to the extreme.

"Instructor Hisith, are you actually a devil?"

This was the strongest thought in everyone's mind.

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