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Beside them, Zhu Ye Qing was carefully helping Peter up from the ground, his movements gentle and meticulous, as if handling a precious treasure. He softly brushed the dust off Peter's clothes, his eyes filled with concern.
Then, Zhu Ye Qing plucked a handful of vibrant green bamboo leaves from himself and offered them to Peter. "Eat these; they will help heal your wounds," he said in a warm yet firm voice.
Peter looked at the bamboo leaves being offered to him, his brow furrowing slightly in reluctance. "Why do you always want me to eat your bamboo leaves? Second Brother, I know your leaves contain powerful Psychic Ability, but is it really safe for you to keep using them like this? I don’t want to put you in danger because of me."
Zhu Ye Qing chuckled lightly, playfully tapping Peter on the head with a hint of affection. "What are you thinking? I'm a Plant-Based Esper. For us, these bamboo leaves are like blooming flowers; they are a release of our own energy. Plus, they have pain-relieving properties. To us, they represent new life; they are not our essence and won’t consume Psychic Ability. Besides, I’m bamboo—the fastest growing plant. This little bit of consumption is nothing for me. Just eat it already; stop being so fussy."
After hearing Zhu Ye Qing's explanation, Peter no longer hesitated and stuffed the bamboo leaves into his mouth.
Once he finished eating, he felt a significant reduction in his pain and stood up. Looking at the small amount of bamboo leaves left in his hand, he had an idea and walked over to Lin Zhuang, offering the leaves to him. "Elder Brother, you should have some too."
Lin Zhuang glanced at the bamboo leaves in Peter's hand and smiled while shaking his head gently, pushing them away.
His gaze drifted past Peter to the corner of the wall where the dust was gradually settling, his expression turning serious.
Furrowing his brow, Lin Zhuang slowly said, "Let’s go check on that person first. Since it’s the Six-Winged White Tiger, I remember that there was a batch of White Tiger Experiment Espers at that woman’s Experimental Base from ten years ago. There might be some conspiracy involved here."
At that moment, the dust finally cleared away completely, and moonlight poured down like water, illuminating the entire scene.
Before them, amidst the sparse moonlight, two figures gradually came into view.
One was the silhouette of the Six-Winged White Tiger, its majestic form towering under the moonlight's shadow. Its massive wings fluttered slightly, each hair shimmering with silver light in the moon's glow, exuding an aura of authority and mystery.
Next to it leaped a tall man into the air. His athletic build was striking under the moonlight; his sharply defined features appeared exceptionally handsome. His eyes were deep and piercing, and combined with this scene, he looked almost divine—evoking a sense of awe.
In the cold air, a chilling male voice suddenly rang out, as if it could lower the surrounding temperature even further. "If you all confess now and submit to justice, I can apply to the Ability Users Alliance for a reduction in your punishment." The voice echoed across the chaotic battlefield with an undeniable authority.
Lin Zhuang, Zhu Ye Qing, and Peter felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing those words; they realized the gravity of the situation.
Lin Zhuang was a towering figure, his muscles bulging like a fortress. His resolute face was now filled with vigilance, his brows furrowed like two sharp swords.
Zhu Ye Qing stood tall and slender, his green attire fluttering in the wind. He had a handsome face, and his eyes were deep like an abyss; at this moment, a glimmer of cunning flashed within them.
Peter was smaller in stature but quick in movement. His youthful face paled slightly from tension, and his lips trembled ever so slightly.
Upon hearing the conversation, they understood that the Six-Winged White Tiger and the man were sent by the Ability Federation, which meant trouble was brewing.
Zhu Ye Qing sensed the impending danger and quickly activated his Psychic Ability.
Behind him, countless bamboo leaves began to coalesce, shimmering with an unusual light. They formed a powerful wave of energy that seemed ready to explode at any moment. He was searching for the best opportunity to break free.
He turned to Peter and whispered, "You run first when the time comes; don’t worry about us."
After saying this, he gently patted Lin Zhuang's shoulder in front of him. However, Lin Zhuang appeared lost in thought and did not acknowledge him. His expression was peculiar, as if he harbored some undisclosed secret.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Zhuang stepped forward two paces, each step radiating immense power that made the ground tremble slightly beneath him.
He shouted at Yan Qing, who was hovering in mid-air before him, "Do you know that this Six-Winged White Tiger is an experimental subject of illegal tests conducted by Ability Users? How can you collaborate with such an experiment as part of the Ability Federation? You are aiding and abetting evil!"
His voice boomed like thunder across the night sky.
Hearing Lin Zhuang's words, Jiang Ming turned its massive tiger head abruptly towards Yan Qing. A flicker of confusion and unease passed through its large eyes, resembling bronze bells.
Yan Qing floated in mid-air, his figure light and ethereal, resembling an immortal. Dressed in snow-white robes, his ink-black hair danced in the wind, and his expression was cold, like a sculpture of ice.
He let out a faint, icy smile. "What of the test subjects? They are still living beings, no different from ordinary people. Even if they are Ability Users, they haven't committed the heinous acts you have. What right do you have to judge him? Perhaps you should think about how to justify your actions later."
Lin Zhuang also sneered. "Since reason fails us, let's resort to fighting."
As soon as he finished speaking, he began to gather power in his mouth, forming a sharp bolt of lightning that quickly took shape.
The bolt shimmered with blinding blue light, crackling with energy and exuding a destructive force as it shot towards Yan Qing and Jiang Ming like an arrow released from a bow. Wherever it passed, the air was ionized, releasing a pungent odor.
Yan Qing's eyes sparkled with electricity as he remained highly alert to Lin Zhuang's movements. He slightly raised his hands, and the air before him began to ripple violently as if driven by some mysterious force.
In an instant, a transparent wall of air rapidly formed before him. This wall appeared intangible but possessed a resilient quality; every inch seemed to be stitched together from the strongest shields, always ready to defend.
The destructive bolt of lightning surged forward like a raging tide but was firmly blocked by this wall of air.
At the moment of collision between the lightning bolt and the air wall, a deafening roar erupted. The blinding light expanded outward like a solar explosion, filling the air with a sharp smell—a unique scent produced by lightning scorching the atmosphere.
However, the attack did not cease there.
Almost simultaneously, Zhu Ye Qing unleashed his Psychic Ability. His hands moved rapidly, and countless bamboo leaves surged forth from his body like a tidal wave.
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