Ender looked at the message on the communicator screen. "Hmm, why an Illusionist?"
Four days later, the instructor for the public lecture was from the Illusionist school.
Among the Spiritual Master schools, the Controller school was considered the top, with the Illusionist school following closely behind.
The former was known for its mysterious object control methods, while the latter was famous for its unpredictable Spiritual Force attacks, capable of making enemies unknowingly fall into illusions. If one had a weak will, they would sink into the illusion and die painlessly within it.
"An Illusionist is an Illusionist. It's good to learn about it; maybe I even have Illusionist talent."
He shook his head slightly. With no other choice, he could only attend the lecture to see if he could awaken his Illusionist talent.
Four days later, in a lecture hall in the North Building, when Ender arrived, there were over thirty people seated inside.
Compared to the public lectures for Martial Artists, very few people came to this lecture today, and the instructor probably knew this, so they did not choose a large lecture hall.
After waiting for a long time in the lecture hall, the instructor who came to teach this time was a petite and beautiful female instructor.
The female instructor scanned the entire lecture hall, pausing slightly when she saw Ender, then continued to survey the hall. With a sweep of her Spiritual Force, she determined that there were thirty-five students attending the lecture today.
At the same time, with her Spiritual Force, she also discovered that among the thirty-five people, there were a few Martial Artists.
Because the Spiritual Force emitted by Martial Artists was very little, it was easy to spot them mixed among Spiritual Masters.
She didn't mind this; every time she lectured, there would always be curious Martial Artists attending.
The female instructor said, "Today, what I will explain, although it is a method Illusionists excel at, is also a Spiritual Force attack that all Spiritual Master schools can use."
"Everyone knows that we Spiritual Masters all possess powerful Spiritual Force. Because Spiritual Force originates from the body and cannot directly attack the body, multiple schools have formed."
"For example, Controllers who attack by manipulating objects, Illusionists who attack the will, Beast Tamers who command insect Demon Beasts, and so on. These schools all avoid the drawback of Spiritual Force being unable to directly attack the body."
"And Spiritual Force attack is a skill that all Spiritual Master schools can learn, simply and directly using Spiritual Force to penetrate and attack the enemy's Sea of Consciousness."
"This attack method is simple, but extremely effective against Martial Artists."
At this point, the female instructor looked at the few Martial Artists mixed in the crowd.
Seeing two of them change their expressions drastically, she let out a soft laugh and changed the subject.
"However, it's impossible to directly kill a Martial Artist of the same level with this method. At most, it can only cause some interference."
"Because within a Martial Artist's Sea of Consciousness, there is Spiritual Force of the same purity as a Spiritual Master of the same level, but the quantity is far less than ours. When Spiritual Force penetrates a Martial Artist's Sea of Consciousness to attack, our Spiritual Force will be weakened by two levels."
Upon hearing this, the two Martial Artists' expressions finally improved, while Ender's eyes lit up.
"Ordinary Psycher Masters' Spiritual Force attacks cannot threaten Martial Artists of the same level because the quality of their Spiritual Force is the same, but I am different!"
With this reminder, Ender was excited. "The intensity of my Spiritual Force is more than ten times that of a Spiritual Master of the same rank. In terms of quality, it is at least three ranks higher than the same rank!"
"Under such a powerful Spiritual Force impact, even if a Martial Artist of the same rank does not die, the Spiritual Force in their Sea of Consciousness will suffer damage."
The reason he was so excited was because he knew that the Sea of Consciousness was the abode of the Soul!
And Spiritual Force is the power of the Soul. When the power of the Soul is damaged, most Martial Artists will instantly lose their composure, thereby revealing a weakness.
"When I use a Spirit Weapon to attack an enemy, the Spirit Weapon can reach dozens of meters in the blink of an eye, in just an instant!"
"Even if the enemy loses their composure for a moment, it's enough for me to severely injure them! Or even kill them!"
Thinking this, Ender realized he had drifted off and quickly concentrated on listening to the female instructor's lecture.
Since this course only explained Spiritual Force attacks, the female instructor on the podium finished the lecture in just half an hour.
Moreover, she had no intention of answering questions and left the lecture hall directly, giving the impression that if you wanted to ask questions, you should buy a course.
Ender, having lived and studied in the Academy for nearly a month, was accustomed to the female instructor's attitude.
By now, he also understood that Morning Light Academy had always instilled the concept of equivalent exchange in its students.
Especially in terms of instructor teaching, it gave instructors great freedom. Aside from requiring each instructor to give a certain number of public lectures, there were no other restrictions.
In fact, there was even an encouragement for instructors to offer paid courses, somewhat like milking the Molten Rock Empire… After the public lecture, Ender returned to his dormitory, entered the Virtual Universe, and began to Cultivate his movement technique and Spiritual Force impact.
"Roar!"
Surrounded by several land-based Demon Beasts, Ender easily dodged their attacks.
At the same time, his Spiritual Force impacted the Demon Beast' Sea of Consciousness, but unfortunately, the effect on the latter was negligible; the Demon Beasts were barely disturbed.
"No! In the Virtual Universe, I am the same level as the Demon Beasts, so there isn't much difference in Spiritual Force intensity. The effect of Spiritual Force impact is minimal."
Dodging, Ender pondered, "Unless I can set the Demon Beast' strength to two levels lower than mine, but the generation of Demon Beasts is automatically matched. I have the right to change the number of Demon Beasts, but I don't have the authority to lower their strength."
"It seems I can only temporarily put aside the idea of Cultivating Spiritual Force impact and continue to Cultivate combat skills."
Without the authority, Ender had no choice but to revert to his original plan, continuing to train his movement technique and defensive skills amidst the Demon Beast siege… Six months later.
Ender's physical fitness broke through to Apprentice Level 9, and he began challenging others in the Virtual Universe, achieving a record of thirty-seven wins and Eleven losses.
Because Spiritual Masters at the Apprentice-level had the huge advantage of flight, he used this advantage, coupled with a higher Spirit Weapon amplitude and nearly perfect-level movement technique, to achieve multiple winning streaks.
Although he was also defeated by some Planetary Level students with superb combat skills, these Planetary Level students did not win easily, because after becoming Planetary Level, they were very unaccustomed to Apprentice-level combat methods.
As a result, by now, no Martial Artist students were willing to compete with him anymore, except for students who were also Spiritual Masters.
In this situation, Ender was helpless. Excluding the ten matches with no point penalty, his thirty-seven wins earned him thirty-six points, which was far from his original goal of an additional two hundred points.
Ender sighed, "If my points run out before I can raise my physical fitness to the Pinnacle of Apprentice Level 9, I'll have to ask my Family for some Cultivation resources."
Ding!
Suddenly, his communicator on his wrist rang. He casually opened it.
But when he saw the message on the communicator, he immediately jumped off the sofa…