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At that moment, Yang Dawei felt as if his body had become a gathering point for energy, with a powerful force boiling within him, fiercely colliding with the mysterious energy transmitted by the director. This collision was not just physical; it was more like two completely different universal laws intertwining within him, triggering an invisible storm. At the core of this storm was the unknown and powerful force within Yang Dawei, seemingly resisting, struggling, and attempting to break through some form of invisible restraint.
Just as this energy reached its peak, an extremely dazzling light of pale golden yellow burst forth from Yang Dawei's body. This light was not only visually stunning; it carried powerful energy, like an invisible torrent, forcefully pushing the director away. The director was shocked by the strength of this force, feeling himself involuntarily retreating, step by step, to a safe distance.
In the center of this dazzling light, a shocking phantom appeared behind Yang Dawei. The pair of arms resembled those of a mythical hero, powerful and mysterious, each movement carrying a supernatural force. One arm tightly gripped a shining golden spear, seemingly possessing the power to penetrate anything, while the other firmly held a massive shield, capable of warding off attacks from any direction. These arms not only embodied Yang Dawei's inner strength but also seemed to symbolize his destiny as a member of the Shadow League, showcasing his potential and fate.
The bureau chief watched in awe and deep reverence. He had never anticipated that Yang Dawei harbored such immense and mysterious power. The eruption of this power was not only astonishing on a physical level but also deeply profound on a spiritual level. The bureau chief realized that Yang Dawei was no longer the shy, introverted young man they had known. At this crucial moment, he had become a completely new entity, a key figure with unknown potential and immense possibilities. The bureau chief's eyes revealed deep contemplation as he attempted to understand the essence of this power and its significance for Yang Dawei, the Shadow League, and the entire world.
Lin Yating's originally anxious and worried expression turned into shock and disbelief after witnessing the astonishing energy burst from Yang Dawei. Her eyes were filled with amazement as she stared unblinkingly at Yang Dawei, the seemingly ordinary and introverted classmate. The pale golden light, like the sunshine of spring, warm and bright, stood out in this mysterious and dark Shadow Realm. It not only illuminated Yang Dawei's figure but also seemed to illuminate Lin Yating's soul, bringing her an unprecedented sense of comfort and hope.
The chief saw this scene and a rare smile appeared on his face. He seemed satisfied with Yang Dawei's performance, even a bit excited. Suddenly, he swiftly pulled out three shiny little knives from his pocket, his movements agile and precise. Before anyone could react, the chief had already thrown these three knives towards Yang Dawei. This action took everyone by surprise, and their gaze instantly focused on the flying knives and Yang Dawei.
These three small knives drew silver trajectories in the air, shining with a cold light in the dim light of the Shadow Realm, heading straight for Yang Dawei. Faced with the rapidly approaching knives, he suddenly felt an unprecedented fear. He had been full of confidence because of the newly awakened power, but now that confidence was replaced by sudden fear. Involuntarily, he raised his hands, trying to block the impending attack, while panicking and shouting, "I don't know what this is! Chief! Don't kill me!" His voice was full of panic, and his eyes flickered with unknown fear.
In this extremely tense moment, Yang Dawei, due to fear, tightly closed his eyes, his heart pounding as if it would be pierced by the knives the next second. However, at this critical moment, a crisp sound of metal collision broke the tense atmosphere. Yang Dawei hesitated for a moment before slowly opening his eyes, only to see that the three small knives had been blocked by an invisible force, falling to the ground with a clear sound.
The director looked at the scene, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, seemingly satisfied with Yang Dawei's reaction. Yang Dawei stood still, his face still showing the fear from earlier, but gradually a hint of surprise and confusion appeared in his eyes. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, what was that force just now, that could unconsciously protect him from harm.
Yang Dawei stared unwaveringly at the two arms that had transformed, tightly gripping a spear and shield, steadfastly guarding in front of him. These two arms seemed to have their own consciousness, as if they were a part of his body, yet possessed some extraordinary power. Under the protection of the shield, the director's previous attack was perfectly blocked, unable to cause him any harm.
Yang Dawei gently touched the pair of transformed arms, feeling their hard texture and the powerful force contained within. This force made him feel both unfamiliar and familiar, as if it was an ability he had always possessed but only truly awakened at this moment.
In Yang Dawei's eyes, the pair of arms shimmered with a faint golden light, warm and intense like the light of the sun. He took a deep breath, sensing the newly awakened power pulsating within him, as if an incredible energy was circulating in his body, making him feel a kind of unprecedented fulfillment and strength.
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