"My mental energy recovers quickly. That's why I detonate it. The explosions are powerful enough to let me fight opponents above my rank."
Fang Ping knew that his frequent detonations had left his mental energy insufficiently condensed, scattered and disordered. But the speed at which those explosions killed his enemies was simply too impressive. No one could keep a mental energy detonation in check.
"Stop detonating it. Don't do it again. Even if your mental energy recovers quickly, every detonation damages your brain core. If you don't stop, repairing it later will become a serious problem—"
Lu Hao spoke from beside him.
Lu Hao did not know much about other aspects of martial arts, but he understood mental energy detonations fairly well. In the original timeline, Fang Ping had detonated his mental energy so many times that repairing his brain core afterward had taken tremendous effort. Since the damage had not reached that stage yet, he needed to stop as soon as possible. There were other ways to deal with enemies.
"Surely it isn't as serious as you're making it sound? I only feel uncomfortable when I detonate it. There aren't any lingering effects afterward."
Fang Ping spoke up.
"Bring out your brain core, and you'll see how serious it is."
Hearing this, Fang Ping immediately manifested his Three-Focus Gate, then brought out his brain core. None of the grandmasters present reacted to the golden core, but Zhang Tao and Li Zhen both frowned. "What did you two see?"
Nan Yun Yue asked when she saw their expressions darken.
"Your mental energy isn't strong enough, so naturally you can't see the problem. Lu Hao, you've noticed it too, haven't you?"
As Zhang Tao spoke, Lu Hao stirred his mental energy. Fang Ping's brain core instantly became transparent, allowing everyone to