At this moment, Shi Xiaobai probably found it difficult to even take half a step, much less produce a Psionic Shield to defend against the repeated attacks of 72 rookies? Why was Hisith playing such a heartless and boring 'game'?
A few rookies who were familiar with Hisith's misdeeds were puzzled. Hisith had always abandoned boring toys and games like they were old shoes, so why was he doing the opposite?
Hisith gave his answer.
A poker card appeared out of thin air between his fingers. With a flick of his wrist, with a gentle flick, the poker card that had a strange color swirling around it suddenly flew towards Shi Xiaobai's chest. Under everyone's gaze, it entered Shi Xiaobai's body and disappeared.
At the instant the poker card disappeared, a red beam of light burst out from Shi Xiaobai's back. Behind him, it formed a gigantic projection. The projection formed a picture that was sometimes illusory and sometimes real. The picture was a gigantic poker card. The picture of hearts and the number eight formed the entire appearance of the poker card's projection.
Immediately, rookies in the seats exclaimed!
"Underworld Poker?!"
"Eight of Hearts. Too … too extravagant!"
"Poker Hisith, Underworld King on Earth!"
“.....”
One after another, people stood up from their seats. They widened their eyes and did not blink, afraid that they would miss this rare scene. The way they looked at the projection of the poker card was filled with awe.
"What is Underworld Poker?" Ye Jiaquan scratched his head and asked Lingcun.
"Underworld Poker is Instructor Hisith's A Class superpower. It's known as Poker from the Underworld. Some people also say that Hisith's poker cards are actually the Underworld."
Lingcun's expression was odd as his tone had a hint of disbelief. He said, "Every Underworld Poker card of Instructor Hisith is extremely precious. This is because Underworld Poker is made from the souls of the dead. Be it calamity fiends, astral beasts, aliens, alternate dimensional creatures, mutated beings, or even human souls, they are all materials that Instructor Hisith uses to make Underworld Poker. Hence, Instructor Hisith is a true soul reaper, the spokesperson of the Underworld. As he is extremely powerful, he has even been given the title of 'Underworld King on Earth'. "
"Using souls as materials to make poker cards? This … this can be done? "Ye Jiaquan was tongue-tied.
"Superpowers refer to the 'ability to fantasize'. As long as one can think of something, nothing is impossible. This is also the main reason why Psykers are powerful. However, Esper Abilities must have three major elements: function, condition, and restriction. Instructor Sith's Underworld Poker must also have a weakness of condition and restriction. However, this is Instructor Sith's most important secret. I'm afraid no one knows about it. "
Lingcun swallowed his saliva and moistened his throat before continuing, "Instructor Hisith's Underworld Poker is said to have four functions. I remember that the heart represents' healing '. Instructor Hisith was currently using Healing Heart on Shi Xiaobai. The higher the value of the card, the better the effect. The Eight of Hearts was above average and was quite precious. Idiot Ye, if we use the level of your soul as a unit of measurement, even a hundred of you might not be able to make an eight of hearts! "
"A hundred Me's souls aren't enough!?" Ye Jiaquan was dumbfounded.
"Instructor Sith did not hesitate to use such precious Underworld Poker cards to cure Big Black. Why? Why? "
Lingcun frowned deeply. Be it tricking Shi Xiaobai into using the Body Incineration Curse to hasten his growth, or using Underworld Poker to forcefully restore Shi Xiaobai's mobility, it was clearly to allow the game that sounded boring to carry on smoothly. Was that game that important to Sith?
"Could it be that Instructor Hisith will be very happy to make Shi Xiaobai suffer a crushing defeat seventy-two times?"
Underworld King Hisith treated humans as toys. He treated life as a game and the world as a paradise. All his actions and judgments were based on the difference between 'interesting' and 'boring'.
Doting on the interesting, trampling on the boring. That was Hisith's only principle.
And Hisith's actions clearly proved one thing — Shi Xiaobai and the game he was about to carry out was rather interesting to him. It was worth doting on.
"Sigh, I shouldn't have persuaded him to participate in rookie training. To him, [Gaia] is not a necessary choice. It's not even considered an excellent choice. As for me, for my own selfishness, I tricked him into hiding his identity, sending him into a tiger's den. It was me who harmed him. "
Lingcun blamed himself in his heart as he clenched his fists tightly. He habitually bit his thumbnail with his teeth. Several ways to break out of this predicament flashed in his mind, but he rejected all of them. Finally, it turned into a heavy sense of helplessness.
Hisith was too powerful for him. In front of absolute strength, all schemes and schemes were useless.
.....
.....
Hisith was not only one of the three powerhouses of [Gaia], he was also famous in China, and even internationally. The news of him suddenly requesting to be an instructor for the rookies had caused quite a stir within [Gaia].
Although Hisith's character was odd, to the point of being somewhat perverted, his strength was not to be doubted. Furthermore, when he lectured seriously, the rookies benefited greatly. Hence, even though they had seen Hisith's "ordinary game" several times in the past four days, they were still more happy than worried.
But at this moment, they were completely dumbfounded. Did this "slightly difficult game" need to be so perverted?
Some of the more meticulous rookies could sense something amiss. The gigantic projection of the poker card was essentially a soul! When the poker card's power dissipated, the souls imprisoned by Hisith in the poker card would dissipate, completely vanishing.
And that bumpkin was currently absorbing the soul's power. Furthermore, it was the precious "Eight of Hearts". Why did Instructor Hisith "dote" on him so much? Some of the rookies with dark hearts could not help but feel jealous.
As everyone was having different thoughts, the "Healing of Hearts" on the platform was coming to an end.
The poker card's phantom image suddenly transformed into a pale red rain of light that scattered on Shi Xiaobai's body. The granular energy blocks sank into his fair skin as a thin layer of pink mist immediately suffused Shi Xiaobai's surroundings. His sticky sweat evaporated in the red mist. His face that was distorted from pain finally calmed down. His tightly clenched teeth gradually relaxed as the luster in his eyes slowly returned.
The healing effects of the "Eight of Hearts" could be said to be astounding. Moments later, Shi Xiaobai's pain and fatigue were completely eliminated. His stamina, mental strength and psionic power were also restored.
At the moment the soul in the Underworld Poker was about to dissipate, everyone in the room heard a roar that reached deep into the soul. The roar was filled with anger, hatred and indignation.
At the same time, Shi Xiaobai's eyes suddenly widened. An angry voice came out of his throat and resounded throughout the classroom.
"You pervert, what did you do to This King!?"
Everyone was immediately dumbfounded when they heard this. How did this bumpkin dare to curse Instructor Hisith? How did he dare to call himself "This King"? Did he not know how dangerous his situation was?
Instructor Hisith was one of the three powerhouses that could ignore the organization's rules. Even if he were to kill this bumpkin on the spot and use his soul as an Underworld Poker, the upper echelons of the organization who constantly talked about "justice" would at most say with a wry smile, "Can you take it easy?". However, they would not bestow any punishment.
This bumpkin was just courting death!
.....
After Shi Xiaobai used the Body Incineration Curse, his body experienced a burning pain. His consciousness quickly fell into a trance, so how could he hear the voices around him? Of course, he did not know what the Body Incineration Curse was. If not, how could he be so easily deceived by Hisith?
Hence, in fact, Shi Xiaobai did not know that he had taken a trip to the gates of hell, nor did he know that Hisith beside him was not only a gaming madman, he was also a cruel devil. Similarly, he did not know that he was about to face seventy-two "matches" that he had no chance of winning.
Shi Xiaobai only knew that after he practiced the method Hisith taught him, he had fallen into a long period of pain. Later, the pain gradually faded, but his mind was constantly filled with heart-wrenching roars. Several indignant and hateful emotions struck his soul wave after wave, nearly causing him to have a mental breakdown.
After suffering for a long period of time, he finally woke up. He saw Hisith at a glance and immediately recalled that everything that had happened was because he had practiced Hisith's method. Immediately, he found the culprit, so he did not hesitate to curse angrily.
Shi Xiaobai stared angrily at Hisith with widened eyes.
The air seemed to freeze at that moment as a repressive atmosphere immediately permeated the entire room. Everyone could not help but hold their breaths. They were shocked to discover that Instructor Hisith's gloomy expression was like a dark cloud that covered the sky before a storm.
This bumpkin would die a terrible death, right?
Just as everyone was guessing, Hisith suddenly laughed. A coquettish arc bloomed from the corner of his mouth, immediately turning into a charming smile.
"I helped you open up a psionic sacred meridian."
Hisith squinted his eyes and said softly, "A human body has eight psionic sacred meridians. Opening up any one of them will result in a miraculous effect. Just now, I helped you open up at least one psionic sacred meridian. Psionic sacred meridians will allow your control of Psionic Power to reach the 'Grasped Basics' realm, saving you a long period of accumulation. "
"Tu Dahei, you can now use Psionic Shield."
Hisith's voice was as gentle as an amiable instructor. It was as though he was not angered by Shi Xiaobai's cursing. Instead, he was magnanimously tolerating his rudeness.
Everyone immediately found it odd. What Instructor Hisith said was not wrong, but why did he deliberately skip over the matter regarding the Body Incineration Curse? This psionic sacred meridian was not opened up by Instructor Hisith, but by the bumpkin gambling his life. He had won it with his heaven-defying luck!
What was Hisith trying to do? With a gentle expression, he had told such a shameless lie in all seriousness. What was the point?
Shi Xiaobai, who still did not know that he had used the Body Incineration Curse, did not know that Hisith had lied to him, nor did he know what a psionic sacred meridian was. However, he completely understood the last sentence.
"This King can use Psionic Shield?"
That was a method that could withstand bullets. He knew how to use it immediately?
Shi Xiaobai's eyes lit up, but he quickly frowned. The way he looked at Hisith was once again filled with wariness and suspicion.
"Then why would This King's divine body be burned by the Eternal Calamity Inferno? Why would the Underworld wraiths run into This King's temple to wail in grief? What did you do? "Shi Xiaobai fell silent for a moment before he angrily said.
With this said, everyone was dumbfounded. What was this bumpkin saying? Eternal Calamity Inferno? Underworld wraiths?
Even Hisith was taken aback for half a second. The smile on his lips became more intense as the way he looked at Shi Xiaobai turned even gentler. He said softly, "The acquisition of power is always accompanied by the birth of pain. Tu Dahei, you have only suffered a short period of pain, but you have obtained eternal power. What other complaints do you have? "
Hisith's expression seemed to be saying: Are you trying to act innocent after getting a bargain?
Hisith's expression was truly vivid. Many rookies hurriedly covered their mouths, afraid that they would burst out laughing. Was Instructor Hisith trying to coax a fool?
However, when Shi Xiaobai heard Hisith's words, he fell into deep thought. His gaze turned extremely solemn. Moments later, Shi Xiaobai suddenly stretched his right hand forward. Instantly, a damaged, nearly transparent Psionic Shield that was as thin as a cicada's wing suddenly opened up in front of him.
This action that he had never practiced before had become an instinctive action. It was as though with a thought, an illusion could spew out from his palm, turning into the most realistic existence.
Was this power?
This was power!
As Shi Xiaobai answered his own questions, his mind suddenly turned clear. The trace of resentment in his eyes instantly disappeared, and a burning fighting spirit ignited in him!
"If pain can be exchanged for power, This King is willing to suffer the pain of purgatory!"
Shi Xiaobai grinned and retracted his right hand. He looked at Hisith and said, "This King has wronged you."
Everyone collapsed in laughter. They were extremely speechless. This bumpkin was truly stupid! They immediately found it unbearable, but they did not dare to take any action. Instructor Hisith clearly had a scheme in mind and was enjoying it. If anyone dared to disturb Hisith's fun, the outcome would probably be extremely tragic.
Hisith was currently immersed in his own game world!
"Although you have obtained power, this power is not stable. Your control over Psionic Power is only temporary. You have to think of a way to consolidate it."
A faint smile hung on Hisith's lips, making him look extremely charming and enchanting. Once again, he had told Shi Xiaobai a lie.
A person who could open up a psionic sacred meridian would have their Psionic Ability cultivation speed greatly increase. It was also very beneficial to their physical cultivation. Furthermore, their control over Psionic Power would rise to a whole new level. If there were no surprises, it would be a permanent improvement. The "temporary" and "unstable" Hisith mentioned probably could not even fool a three-year-old child!
Everyone looked at Shi Xiaobai and thought to themselves, this bumpkin can't be that ignorant, right?
"Ah? Then what should I do? How can I consolidate it? "
Shi Xiaobai's reaction was laughable. Not only did he believe it, he even panicked.
A strange beam flashed in Hisith's eyes as his smile widened. The way he looked at Shi Xiaobai was so gentle, as though he was gazing at his lover. It gave Shi Xiaobai goosebumps.
"Very simple."
Hisith said softly, "Only by constantly breaking before establishing can you truly stand tall and not fall. Dahei, the game I prepared for you can allow you to consolidate the power that can dissipate at any time. "
Shi Xiaobai frowned and said warily, "What game?"
Hisith's smile turned more sinister as he pointed at the seated rookies. With a bewitching tone, he said, "The 72 rookies here will become your sparring partners. They will attack your Psionic Shield again and again, shattering your Psionic Shield again and again!"
"Tu Dahei, even if you fail time and time again, even if your dignity is trampled over time and time again, you have to endure it with all your might. Grit your teeth and persevere, finding at least one opportunity to 'establish' from the countless' breaking '. Endless breaking before establishing. Only then can you obtain power! "
"Tu Dahei, do you desire power?"
Hisith spread his hands out, as though he was holding an invisible treasure in his hands. He was inviting Shi Xiaobai to grab it. His fiery words seemed to have an irresistible charm to them. The description of "breaking before establishing" made one's blood boil.
If they did not know the cause and effect, the rookies in the room would probably have fooled Shi Xiaobai. However, reality was cruel. Hisith's disguise was only targeted at Shi Xiaobai, and in their eyes, the true face that was exposed was completely naked. It was nauseating!
However, this fake disguise had clearly fooled the 'ignorant' Shi Xiaobai. It had even stirred him.
Did Shi Xiaobai desire power?
"No, what This King desires is justice!"
Shi Xiaobai sneered before it turned into a wry smile. "But justice needs power to uphold it."
This mental process only took a second before Shi Xiaobai came to a conclusion. He turned his head to look at the seated rookies and said loudly, "Then, I'll be troubling everyone!"
Shi Xiaobai had accepted Hisith's game. He even believed that the 72 rookies present were prepared to help him as a 'sparring partner'.
Everyone sighed in their hearts. This bumpkin had fallen for it after all.
Even though opening up his psionic sacred meridians had allowed his control of Psionic Power to rise to the next level, reaching "Grasped Basics", to use a perfect Psionic Shield, he needed to reach the next level of "Familiarized Proficiency". That was a realm that required years of accumulation.
The Psionic Shield he had produced was not only broken, it was so thin that it was nearly transparent. Such a Psionic Shield could even be broken by a seven or eight year old primary school student, much less them who had passed [Gaia]'s rookie assessment.
A bumpkin could indeed constantly "break", but it was impossible for him to "establish". How could this country bumpkin do it within seventy-two times? They had to practice thousands of times to be able to do it?
Without a doubt, he would suffer 72 painful failures! And the taste of failure would slowly accumulate into a heavy sense of oppression. When the final straw was pressed down, the bumpkin would completely break down. He would lose his confidence in the best case, and in the worst case, he would be unable to recover.
"This is the strategy that Hisith is best at. First, he gives the player the greatest hope, and then he peels away the hope bit by bit, revealing the despair that is wrapped in layers of hope."
In his seat, Lingcun muttered to himself. His expression was extremely pained. An unacceptable thought that seemed to be infinitely close to the truth surfaced in his mind.
"Hisith's plan, be it the price he paid or the amount of effort he put into it, has far exceeded what he did in the past. Shi Xiaobai should have already reached the level of 'doting' in his heart. And to completely 'spoil' a 'doting' toy has always been Hisith's favorite game. "
"Hisith wants to completely destroy Shi Xiaobai! Then, the game will definitely not be that simple. He still has a backup plan! "
Lingcun's pupils constricted as his heart skipped a beat. He looked at Shi Xiaobai, who was filled with fighting spirit, and Hisith, who was beaming. He bit his thumbnail hard, and his handsome face looked distorted and hideous from the overload of his thoughts.
"Quickly think. There must be a solution. There must be a solution. There must be a solution that I haven't thought of — Quickly, quickly think. Take all my brain cells, so quickly think of a solution!"
Lingcun's eyes turned red as he bit down harder.
"Kacha!"
The sound of a nail being bitten gently resounded.
At the same time, Hisith's excited voice resounded, instantly drowning all of Lingcun's thoughts.
"Then, let the game begin! The first wave of attacks shall be launched by the weakest weakling! "
Hisith took out a small booklet from his pocket and quickly flipped through it. He whispered, "Let me find the weakest toy among this batch of [Annihilation] rookies. What's his name again?"
After flipping for a while, Hisith finally stopped at a particular page. A joyful smile suffused across his lips.
"Found it. This batch's weakest rookie. His name is — Chen Lingcun."
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