After experiencing the change in his neural telekinesis, it was natural for Tang Qing to want to verify it.
With that, Tang Qing purchased a military dagger made in the United States from the mall. He didn't bother to check the model; he just enjoyed looking at the pictures.
To avoid accidentally rolling onto the blade, there were sharp objects within hundreds of meters around him. They had all been cleaned up by the soldiers. He didn't feel like running to the edge of the entrance to the training area to get a blade, so he simply exchanged for a dagger.
He held the dagger.
Placed it in front of his eyes and gently released his fingers.
The 261-gram dagger hung steadily in the air.
Yes, it was suspended.
Without the trembling and swaying as before.
A smile curled at the corner of Tang Qing's mouth.
The dagger accelerated towards a tree more than 150 meters away. With a whoosh, it flew out but fell to the ground after travelling over seventy meters.
