Filled with intense rage, Lin Zhichen no longer held back his lightsaber. With a sweep of its glowing arc, he gathered the suddenly erupting plasma matter together, and with a fierce surge of psionic energy, forcefully compressed a large amount of the substance back into the blade.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the impending disaster was neutralized and the armored warrior's plot was shattered. The lightsaber showed no mercy, breaking the warrior's hastily condensed new lightsaber within three moves, and thrusting fiercely toward the opponent's chest.
"Hum."
Psionic energy surged out, plating the lightsaber with a thin film. A powerful psionic tide swept forth, and the nearby space nearly froze. The rapidly retreating armored warrior seemed like a flying insect trapped in amber, his every move appearing exceptionally labored and sluggish.
Yet, while the warrior's speed slowed, the lightsaber's speed did not slacken in the slightest. Just as it was about to strike the warrior the next instant, a sudden sense of crisis struck. Lin Zhichen dodged aside, and an electromagnetic projectile flying at near light speed tore a vacuum shockwave directly through the air, instantly followed by a full-ear-filling roar of sonic booms.
"Reinforcements?" Ignoring the fleeing armored warrior, Lin Zhichen looked toward the electromagnetic sniper rail, only to see several vague black spots disappearing into the chaotic streets.
They were all psionic warriors.
At this moment, Lin Zhichen was truly startled.
He either stayed still or moved swift as thunder. He had not anticipated beforehand that anyone would possess such audacity as to dispatch an elite-tier squad of psionic warriors to launch an attack.
One must know that Earth was currently under a protection period. According to Federation regulations, even psionicists wishing to visit the Solar System within a decade needed to file a report with