Jin Yifei was severely injured by a blow from Zhang Lingfeng.
The mental telekinesis wave released from Zhang Lingfeng's sea of consciousness was still oscillating in the training room, suffocating in its power, as if Zhang Lingfeng's sea of consciousness value had reached above 40.0.
At this moment, not to mention the old trainees were dumbfounded.
Even Wu Chunsui, and even the Divine Sect Leader Jiang Nan, widened their mouths, watching all this in disbelief.
"My goodness, a Destruction Mentalist?"
"No wonder he pulls us into playing poker, turns out he was already a Destruction Mentalist, not worried at all about being kicked out by the Academy."
"This telekinesis... stronger than Jin Yifei's?"
Lin Shuilong, Wu Tiande, and Ma Shu exclaimed almost simultaneously.
At this moment, in hindsight, looking at Zhang Lingfeng, their eyes grew angrier and fiercer, but thinking of Zhang Lingfeng's strength, only grievance remained.
"I... this."
