At the same time, his mental strength greatly increased, allowing Chen Feng to unleash the Devouring Mystic Technique within a radius of 100 meters, and the number of targets he could attack increased from nine to twelve. This was undoubtedly closely related to his mental strength.

Chen Feng had some doubts. With such strong mental power, he should be able to become a mentalist, right? However, there were very few mentalists at the Wilderness Martial Arts University, and no related lineages, so he didn't know his own situation.

Now, the mortgage panel has confirmed it for him directly. Chen Feng thought that since he has become a mentalist, he must find some mentalist techniques to learn in the future, otherwise just controlling flying needles seems too backward.

"Brother Chen, get up and eat. You haven't rested? You've been cultivating all afternoon!" As evening approached, Liu Song came back to call Chen Feng for dinner. Seeing him covered in sweat, he knew he had been cultivating all afternoon.

"I'm used to practicing whenever I have free time, and it's fine if I don't need to rest," Chen Feng said with a smile. Then, his blood and qi surged, and he quickly dried the sweat on his clothes. Apart from a slight sweat smell, nothing else was noticeable.

Tonight, the entire No. 1 outpost camp was very lively because a great victory was won today, with more than 150 werewolf soldiers killed, including 108 ninth-rank werewolves and 47 eighth-rank werewolves.

After taking stock, the camp had tallied everyone's battle merits, and Chen Feng's battle merits were second only to Company Commander Si Yuniang and Deputy Company Commander Fang Zhongda, because he killed eight Rank 9 werewolves and four Rank 8 werewolves, earning 16 battle merits.

The platoon leaders at Outpost No. 1 only earned around 12 or 14 battle merits, which was much higher than that of ordinary soldiers, but still less than that of Chen Feng. This made all the soldiers admire Chen Feng greatly.