"What terrifying combat talent! He can actually learn his opponent's mental magic techniques while fighting. Is Chen Feng's mental magic talent this terrifying?"

"Do you think Chen Feng went to the wrong school? If he had gone to a comprehensive martial arts university, would he be even stronger now?"

Not only Bai Qingqing noticed Chen Feng's change, but the teachers from various schools watching the battle also discovered Chen Feng's illusion technique, causing an uproar and sparking discussions.

Bai Qingqing was filled with shock and confusion. She stared wide-eyed at Chen Feng in disbelief.

She knew Chen Feng had been working hard, but she never imagined he could learn such a profound skill as the Illusion Technique in such a short time.

"How did he do that?" Bai Qingqing wondered to herself. "Could it be that he's been hiding his true strength all along? Or did he suddenly have a breakthrough at the crucial moment?"

The other teachers were equally surprised and puzzled. They looked at each other, exchanging glances, their hearts filled with curiosity and questions.

"This Chen Feng is truly unexpected!" a teacher exclaimed.

“Yes, he had never shown any talent for mental manipulation before,” another teacher chimed in.

The crowd whispered amongst themselves, their eyes all fixed on Chen Feng, wondering whether he would master the enviable art of object manipulation.

After all, telekinesis is one of the most powerful techniques of a psychic, and its charm and power cannot be ignored.

Imagine Chen Feng standing there, his gaze focused and resolute, his mental power like invisible tentacles, quietly extending.

With a slight twitch of his fingers, as if conversing with the surrounding air, his telekinetic weapon danced gracefully like a nimble bird under his mental control.

Every subtle movement demonstrated his precise control over the art of object manipulation.

Moreover, when a third-rank cultivator uses object manipulation techniques, their body seems to become lighter, as if they have broken free from the constraints of gravity.

Like a free-flying eagle, briefly soaring through the air, its graceful figure is captivating.

The developed mental space is like an invisible net, bringing a wide range of objects under surveillance.

He could perceive everything, from the enemy's every move to subtle changes in the surrounding environment.

This ability was like giving him a pair of keen eyes, allowing him to gain the upper hand in battle.

The methods of mental power are varied and unpredictable, making them difficult to defend against.

It can use mental power to create illusions, causing enemies to become confused; it can also launch mental attacks to instantly dismantle the enemy's will.

Each method is like a meticulously crafted work of art, full of detail and ingenuity.

"Boom boom boom—"

The deafening roar continued, as if it were about to tear the entire space apart.

On the battlefield, the battle between Chen Feng and Bai Qingqing entered a fierce stage.

While struggling to cope with Bai Qingqing's overwhelming attacks, Chen Feng also tried his best to learn her mental cultivation techniques.

The white crystal beads shimmered with dazzling light, like countless shooting stars streaking across the sky, rushing towards Chen Feng with a fierce momentum.

Each crystal bead contained immense power, colliding with the sword energy controlled by Chen Feng and erupting into dazzling sparks.

Chen Feng's sword energy was continuously destroyed by the fierce attack of the crystal bead. Hundreds of sword energies collapsed and were destroyed in an instant, turning into specks of starlight and dissipating in the air.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but his eyes were filled with determination and unyielding spirit.

At the same time, Bai Qingqing's sword energy storm swept across the entire battlefield like a violent tornado.

Where the storm passed, sand and stones flew, and the sky and earth changed color. Chen Feng's sword energy disappeared even faster under the impact of this storm.

However, amidst this chaos, Chen Feng stubbornly held on. His figure appeared so small amidst the interplay of crystal beads and sword energy, yet so resolute.

"Swish swish——"

The sword energy above Chen Feng's head gradually dissipated, but surprisingly, it quickly reformed.

Bai Qingqing's eyes widened, her heart filled with disbelief.

She knew that casting the sword energy storm required a huge amount of energy, and usually, after casting it, it would take a certain amount of time to recover and re-condense the sword energy.

Chen Feng's ability to replenish his sword energy so quickly surprised her.

"How did he do that? Did he not unleash his full power in the Sword Qi Storm before?" Bai Qingqing wondered to herself. "If that's the case, how much of his strength did he hold back? How many trump cards does he still have?"

A sense of unease welled up within her, and she developed a deep fear of Chen Feng's strength.

At the same time, she began to doubt her own judgment and started to re-examine her opponent.

"No, I can't be intimidated by his performance. I must stay calm and find his weakness," Bai Qingqing told herself, trying to calm her inner turmoil.

However, Chen Feng's continuous sword energy was like a series of sharp swords, constantly piercing her nerves and making her mood increasingly heavy.