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Peter rubbed the sides of his head vigorously, furrowing his brow as if trying to dispel the worries swirling in his mind. His voice was slightly hoarse, reminiscent of an old bellows struggling to draw air. “Brother, Second Brother, I really can’t feel at ease. I’m just worried about you both, so I came back to take a look. What if that dark language targets you two? I could help out here.”
Zhu Ye Qing looked at him helplessly, his eyes filled with a sense of disappointment, shaking his head. “What can you do? You’re just a newly awakened A-level Ability User, and your Psychic Ability isn’t even stable yet. Don’t act recklessly. We can take care of ourselves. No matter what happens in the future, remember to protect yourself first. Don’t always think about rushing forward. If something happens to you, how are we supposed to explain it to our fallen brothers?”
Though Zhu Ye Qing’s tone was stern, the concern behind it flowed like a warm current.
Lin Zhuang wore a gentle expression as he solemnly patted Peter’s shoulder, where no dust existed, his touch soft yet powerful. “Peter, no matter what you’ve been through in Europe, now that you’re in our country, you’re my brother. We are all Ability Users and understand each other’s situations. From the day we accepted you as our third brother, we’ve made it our duty to protect you well. You can’t let our efforts go to waste.”
Zhu Ye Qing’s gaze suddenly softened as a vibrant green bamboo leaf sprouted from him, glowing gently as if alive.
He gently plucked it and handed it to Peter. “Eat this. It’s a bamboo leaf formed from my Psychic Ability. Consuming it will help stabilize your Psychic Ability fluctuations. You’re too weak right now; you need to grow stronger quickly.”
Peter’s eyes glistened with tears as he trembled slightly while accepting the bamboo leaf, his voice barely above a whisper and thick with emotion. “Thank you, Brother, Second Brother.”
He stuffed the bamboo leaf into his mouth and chewed a couple of times when suddenly a chilling wave swept in from behind the three of them.
Jiang Ming had made his move!
The moisture in the air rapidly condensed into sharp Ice Shards that sparkled with lethal cold light under the sunlight, resembling deadly daggers as they surged toward the trio from behind at breakneck speed.
Lin Zhuang’s eyes instantly turned crimson; his muscles swelled like balloons while his bones creaked ominously. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a massive gorilla.
With a roar that resonated like thunder, he shook the surrounding air. Then he swung his powerful arm and smashed it against the wall beside him; bricks flew and dust filled the air as he broke through the wall and charged fiercely toward Jiang Ming.
With each step, the ground trembled as deep footprints were left behind.
Zhu Ye Qing leaped into the air, spinning gracefully like an elegant dancer. He swiftly waved his hands, and in an instant, several bamboo leaves shot out from his body. Those leaves seemed to come alive, transforming mid-air into razor-sharp blades that glinted with a cold light and whistled as they flew towards Ice Shard.
When the blades met Ice Shard, shards of ice and fragments of leaves exploded in all directions. The force of their collision stirred up a whirlwind, sending debris swirling through the air.
Peter unfurled his black cloak, revealing membrane-like wings that spread out like those of a bat. He flapped his wings vigorously, slowly ascending into the sky. Once airborne, he opened his mouth, a faint glow flickering in his throat, and unleashed wave after wave of invisible sound waves.
The sound waves surged forth like roaring ocean waves, crashing towards Jiang Ming.
Caught off guard, Jiang Ming was struck by the sound waves. He clutched his head in pain, a grimace twisting his face.
However, as a powerful warrior, he quickly recovered from the sting. His body began to undergo a remarkable transformation. His form rapidly expanded, white fur bristling like steel needles as six massive wings unfurled from his back. In an instant, he reverted to his true form—the Six-Winged White Tiger.
He opened his gaping maw and emitted a sound wave even more powerful than Peter's. The shockwave surged forth like a tangible force, barreling towards Peter in mid-air.
Peter had no time to evade; he was struck head-on by the sound wave and slammed against the nearby wall like a cannonball. The impact left a large dent in the hard surface as Peter crumpled to the ground, blood spilling from his mouth.
Seeing Peter injured ignited fierce expressions on Zhu Ye Qing and Lin Zhuang's faces, their eyes ablaze with fury. Zhu Ye Qing gritted his teeth and shouted, "How dare you harm my third brother! You will pay for this!"
He once again activated his Psychic Ability, gathering the bamboo leaves suspended in mid-air. The leaves quickly coalesced into a massive sphere that spun like rapidly rotating gears. As it gained speed, it formed a powerful energy blast that shot towards Jiang Ming like a high-energy cannonball, tearing through the air with a sharp whistle.
Lin Zhuang glanced at the precarious wall beside Jiang Ming. He dashed forward, leaping high before crashing down onto that wall like a projectile.
With a deafening roar, the wall collapsed, and massive stones tumbled toward Jiang Ming, kicking up a cloud of dust.
At that moment, Yan Qing arrived on the scene. Just a minute earlier, he had been hiding in the shadow of a nearby tall building, witnessing this heart-stopping spectacle unfold.
Yan Qing's gaze sharpened, and without hesitation, he took out a vial of Psychic Ability serum and plunged it into his arm.
This injection contained the essence from a Panda Esper, infused with an incredibly powerful Wind Ability. Once unleashed within his body, this Psychic Ability would grant him three times the strength of an ordinary Ability User for a short period.
In an instant, Yan Qing's figure flickered like a ghost, appearing behind Jiang Ming. He quickly concentrated his Psychic Ability, and the air around him began to swirl violently, forming small whirlwinds.
In mid-air, the debris from the collapsed walls seemed to be manipulated by an invisible hand, slowly rising and spinning in the wind. One by one, the pieces of rubble shifted aside as if performing a precise dance, avoiding any secondary harm to those nearby.
As the dust settled under the breeze, it revealed a scene that was both chaotic and filled with warmth.
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