Global Transmigration: Empire of the Stars - Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Battle

Reaching out his hand, powerful psionic energy gathered at a single point, drawing in the free-floating dust in the surrounding air, which was then compressed to the extreme under the pressure of the psionic force.

The air around him surged, showing obvious distortions. It was clear that Lin Zhichen was manipulating psionic energy to apply infinite pressure to a specific point.

Standing nearby, Li Murong instinctively took a step back, cold sweat silently trickling down her forehead, though she was completely unaware of it.

As a scientist, Li Murong could tell just by looking at that distorted air how dangerous it was: if that mass of air lost control, it would be like a miniature nuclear explosion, easily destroying everything within a mile radius.

Fortunately, her worries were unnecessary. Psionic energy originates from the psionic realm, and as long as a psionic’s mental energy isn’t exhausted, their power was limitless. Under Lin Zhichen’s control, the distorted air rapidly shrank, with its internal temperature and pressure soaring exponentially.

“Boom~”

Suddenly, a tiny flame ignited within the air mass. This stellar-like brilliance quickly spread, turning the entire air mass into a fireball.

Without any hesitation, Lin Zhichen reached out and grasped the fireball, rapidly forming a high-temperature ion sword that radiated the light of fusion.

Raising his hand, he looked at the lightsaber before him, the most commonly used weapon in close combat for psionics. The dazzling light was almost suffocating for everyone present.

Earth’s humanity spent over two hundred years establishing an industrial system, barely touching the edges of nuclear fusion. No one knew how long it would take to fully master this technology on their own. Yet, the flaming sword before them embodied the pinnacle of advanced technology.

The sword, about a meter long, hummed and vibrated the air around it. The area surrounding the lightsaber was distorted, and even the tiniest speck of dust that fell into it would be incinerated as fuel.

The temperature of this lightsaber reached billions of degrees Celsius, making it nearly impossible for any material or metal to withstand its thrust.

To the two Federation beauties watching, this scene conveyed a different message. Especially for the slightly delicate-looking scientist, Li Murong, who covered her mouth in astonishment as she looked at Lin Zhichen.

Although the principle of nuclear fusion was very simple, if it were truly easy to achieve, Earth’s industry wouldn’t have taken over two hundred years without mastering it.

While psionics didn’t require complex industrial equipment to achieve their goals, manipulating psionic energy to infinitely increase pressure and temperature was exponentially more difficult.

Generally speaking, even powerful psionic warriors need several months or even years of specialized training to condense a lightsaber. For an apprentice-level psionic to achieve this, it was exceedingly rare in the entire history of the Federation.

“Good! I knew I wasn’t wrong about you!” A flush of excitement appeared on Liu Manjun’s face. “Follow me!”

Leaping into the void outside the villa, Liu Manjun transformed into a meteor, instantly flying to an open area within the mercenary group’s headquarters. This space, originally used for parking flying cars, was now a large cemented area with only a few vehicles, which she had lifted with psionic energy and placed far away.

Lin Zhichen frowned as he descended from the sky. Before he could speak, he felt a chilling killing intent, as if he were surrounded by a forest of blades and spears, making his whole body cold.

Before Lin Zhichen could say anything, Liu Manjun’s figure flashed, and her lightsaber thrust forward. Despite being several meters away, the attack reached him instantly!

Unlike industrialized laser swords, the power of a psionic warrior is entirely their own. With her thrust, the originally meter-long light blade suddenly extended, stabbing towards Lin Zhichen at the speed of light.

This speed completely surpassed the definition of martial arts for ordinary people, leaving no time for instinctive reactions. Just before Liu Manjun launched her attack, Lin Zhichen’s keen psionic intuition jolted him out of his thoughts about the lightsaber. Instinctively, he drew a circle with his lightsaber, causing a surge of psionic energy to form a psionic vortex.

The incoming lightsaber blade was immediately shredded by the force field, exploding on the spot. The fusion fire ignited in an instant but was enveloped and constrained by the psionic vortex, creating a vortex-like firewall between them.

With a casual push, the vortex firewall twisted towards Liu Manjun.

“Swish, swish~”

In a flash, Liu Manjun thrust her sword thirteen times, each strike hitting a critical point. The psionic vortex, which could shred even alloy steel balls into fragments, trembled slightly before exploding into a sea of fire.

Silhouettes flickered on the surrounding buildings as startled workers peeked at this rare psionic battle. Liu Manjun’s figure lowered, and her fiery red uniform turned into a streak of flame, charging through the fire directly towards Lin Zhichen.

“Zzzt~”

The two lightsabers clashed for the first time, and the psionic energy containing the high-energy particles collided violently. This immediately affected the stability of the lightsabers’ structures.

The constrained high-energy particles burst out, resembling a shower of sparks. Although it was midday, the surroundings seemed to darken. Several larger fusion particles turned into miniature suns in the sky, flashing and then disappearing.

Lin Zhichen frowned slightly. The recent clash seemed evenly matched, but in reality, he had lost a bit. His psionic field structure for controlling nuclear fusion was inferior to Liu Manjun’s, making his lightsaber less stable. This wasn’t visible on the surface, but upon collision, it almost fell apart.

Recognizing his mistake, he immediately set about correcting it. After achieving the Yang God and undergoing the psionic awakening, it seemed some kind of sublimation had occurred. His ability to control psionic energy and learn psionic techniques had far surpassed the apprentice level.

At this moment, with a mere thought, the nearly collapsing psionic field was restored. The field’s operation quickly transformed, and the lightsaber’s strength soared.

It seemed like a long process, but it all happened in an instant. Liu Manjun’s second sword strike was already slashing diagonally.

“Zzzt~”

At the second collision, a fleeting look of shock flashed in Liu Manjun’s eyes. Compared to the first clash, where his lightsaber almost collapsed, this time the lightsaber’s performance made her take notice.

Clearly, in the brief moment between the two exchanges, Lin Zhichen had already optimized the arrangement of his psionic field, with impressive results.

With a spring of her foot, her figure soared like a flying phoenix, leaping several meters into the air. As she twisted in mid-air, her lightsaber transformed into hundreds of streams of light, all simultaneously stabbing towards Lin Zhichen.

His keen psionic intuition allowed him to sense hundreds of scorching points all over his body. This was the ultimate reaction under the enhancement of psionic energy, almost instantly detecting the direction of her attack.

With precise movements, his lightsaber intercepted each strike in perfect sequence, blocking every attack without retreating an inch!

With psionic energy enhancing their abilities, the two exchanged a hundred strikes in the span of a breath, their lightsabers clashing hundreds of times in a short period. The air was filled with a continuous “zzzt” sound, merging into a rumble like distant thunder.

“Excellent swordsmanship!” At this moment, Liu Manjun withdrew her sword and stepped back. With a flick of her empty left hand, a massive amount of psionic energy was constrained into a whip, which she lashed towards Lin Zhichen.