So Xu Zhenzhi had been absolutely right.
Although the effects of the opponent's ability resembled Lin Xiaogui's, it probably wasn't a precognitive ability. It was more likely a targeting ability.
Time ticked by, second by second.
It was plain to see that Wu Baiyi's energy was rapidly being depleted.
Everyone understood that he was using his own "intuition" ability to counter the opponent's and try to evade being targeted.
But this was quite difficult.
Abilities, too, followed the principle that each had its own specialty.
Wu Baiyi's ability could put up a fight only because it was in some way "opposed" to the opponent's ability.
If the two abilities had no overlap at all, they would simply operate independently rather than clash.
But Wu Baiyi's ability did not have an absolutely opposing relationship with the other ability. It could only counter it to some extent.
It was like the opponent could go all out, while their own efforts were ultimately less effective.
Twice the effort for half the result.
And so—
More than ten minutes passed.
Drenched in sweat and deathly pale, Wu Baiyi spoke up first. "Healer, give me a shot!"
Gao Luanqin rolled her eyes at him, but didn't hold it against him.
She swiftly stepped forward and injected a vial of medicine into Wu Baiyi.
The medicine took effect quickly. Wu Baiyi's complexion immediately improved, and he threw himself back into the invisible struggle.
Meanwhile—
Aboard the Three Harmony Group's flagship.
The group leader, whose body had been extensively rebuilt into a machine—especially his head, which had become a complete "metal skull"—was also being greatly taxed.
He was no longer standing at the command seat.
Instead, he had entered a specialized life-support pod, submerged his entire body in nutrient fluid, and connected his brain to dedicated tubes