Looking at each other, Wang Xinyao and Xiang Youming understood each other's meaning when their eyes collided.

Xiang Youming made a gesture to signal Wang Xinyao to follow him.

Wang Xinyao, who knew that her fighting direction was far different from Xiang Youming's, nodded slightly and took out two yellow talismans from her left and right pockets with both hands.

Click!

The safety of the police revolver was opened, and Xiang Youming leaned against the wall and walked forward with his body lowered.

Soon, two people walked through the gloomy and dark corridor, and the huge circular area in the center of the mall suddenly came into view.

However, after seeing what happened near the elevator, both Xiang Youming and Wang Xinyao had shocked expressions on their faces.

In the dark shopping mall hall, a man wearing a gray wolf mask casually threw out the hammer in his left hand.

With its powerful force, the hammer beat up a large number of strange paper-punched people until they were knocked off their feet.

Holding a red fire ax, the masked man fiercely slashed at the nearest paper-punched person with wild movements.

Not far away from him, a large number of trapped people were shivering together, and the screams and sobbing came from there.

Broken meat and blood can be seen everywhere in the hall, and it is unknown how many people have died here.

"Extraordinary?"

"This kind of power is the telekinesis master of sequence eight?"

Wang Xinyao looked at the hammer that kept bouncing among the paper, her face full of surprise and shock.

How long has it been since the spiritual energy was revived? Has the advanced profession of apprentice appeared?

"Psychic Master, what is that?"

Xiang Youming heard Wang Xinyao's low cry, shook the revolver in his hand vigorously, and asked in a low voice.

When Wang Xinyao heard this, she quickly lowered her voice and explained:

"I also heard what Master said."

"In the extraordinary world, soldiers and apprentices are the two biggest branches, which can lead to countless advancement paths."

"As the starting point for a large number of magic professions, apprentices have the ability to interfere with reality mentally, but this ability has an upper limit."

"If you want to increase this upper limit, you must advance to the next sequence."

"Take my path as an example. After we advance, our mental power does not interfere with reality much, but we can use talismans and spells to leverage the power of the spiritual world and perform some incredible methods."

"And telekinesis masters are on the other extreme. They simply strengthen their mental power and advance it into telekinesis that can control matter!"

"But you also know that there was once a lack of information, coupled with several major turmoils, there was not much information left."

"In addition, no one has ever taken such a illusory thing as spiritual energy recovery seriously, and there is even less information that can be retained to this day."

Xiang Youming nodded slightly, stared at Zhang Tong, and said in a somewhat doubtful tone:

"But, why do I feel that he is a practitioner like me?"

Um?

The surprise on Wang Xinyao's face flashed away. Only then did she notice that Zhang Tong seemed to have a mature routine as he advanced and retreated to kill.

And this kind of routine obviously cannot be figured out by one person. It must be a method summed up by countless generations.

"If he has not reached the level of a soldier, should he choose to work part-time?"

Wang Xinyao whispered to herself.

“What is a part-time job?”

Xiang Youming's ears twitched. He didn't understand the unfamiliar concept of part-time job.

Wang Xinyao seemed to hear the confusion in Xiang Youming's tone and explained:

"The so-called part-time job is like him, who obviously has the power of a Sequence Eight Thought Master, but still tries to give his body the power of a Sequence Nine soldier."

"However, human energy is limited after all, and the rules of many professions conflict with each other. Part-time jobs are not a good choice in most cases."

Looking at Zhang Tong who kept playing hide-and-seek with those paper-jamming people, Wang Xinyao added in a low voice:

"Unless he masters the formula of some kind of secret profession...or he finds that the recovery of spiritual energy is not enough to support his continued breakthrough, so he puts extra energy on new sequences?"

Hidden profession, spiritual energy recovery, new sequence...

What Wang Xinyao said made Xiang Youming even more confused, and he couldn't help but ask:

"Captain Wang, where did the Extraordinary Sequence come from? Is it the wisdom of the ancients, or something else?"

When asked the question by Xiang Youming, Wang Xinyao also shook her head in confusion:

"Who knows, maybe it's the wisdom of the ancients, maybe it's some ancient gift from the spiritual world, or maybe it has a weirder origin."

"But for us, it's not important."

"We just need to remember that extraordinary people are not the superpowers that most ordinary people think of, but a group of poor people who need to fight against madness at all times."

"You are still just a practitioner now. When you become a true transcendent, you will understand how much danger the extraordinary power itself contains."

While looking at Zhang Tong, Wang Xinyao said in a frightened tone.

At this moment, Wang Xinyao's eyebrows suddenly raised:

"Team Xiang, something seems wrong?"

"He doesn't seem to be a telekinesis master? If he were a telekinesis master, he was fully capable of using telekinesis to break the neck of the person who was stabbed with paper!"

With a look of confusion on her face, Wang Xinyao's eyes suddenly lit up and she whispered:

"Hammer...there's something wrong with that hammer!"

However, Xiang Youming shook his head at this time and said in a somewhat hasty tone:

"I don't care about that much anymore. His steps are obviously a little sloppy now, and he probably won't be able to hold on for long."

"An extraordinary person who does not belong to the country can be so desperate in this situation. I, a policeman, must not hide behind."

"Take care of yourself and be careful with that thing up there!"

Xiang Youming pointed at the strange being on the fourth floor who was exuding cold black energy, and then he rushed out like a cheetah.

Bang bang bang!

Gunshots rang out one after another, Xiang Youming's Chinese character face was expressionless, and bullets hit the paper-jammed people in the light of the fire.

The bullet case fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and you could vaguely see the heat lingering above it.

Wang Xinyao opened her mouth, and was about to say that this extraordinary person might be here for resources.

But seeing Xiang Youming rushing out, she could only follow him while clenching her silver teeth.

With a flip of her slender palm, her mental power activated the talisman paper she had drawn in advance.

The talisman suddenly burst into flames without fire. He smacked it in the direction of the person who was hit by the paper, and the burning talisman hit the person who was hit by the paper.

The light talisman paper is burning with flames and flies like a dart.
Chapter completed!