Transmigrator Ning Yu relies on his special abilities and a system to survive on Earth after a nuclear war. He meets the older, alluring Mu Xue and confronts hypocritical ability organizations, ult...
That tingling sensation, like an electric current, flowed from his fingertips to every part of his body. Ning Yu suddenly recalled the feeling when he first awakened his superpower—a pure, undisturbed power. Could it be…?
He grasped at a straw, ignoring the pain in his body, and struggled to sit up. He closed his eyes, trying to clear his mind of all distractions, and focused his consciousness on that slight tingling sensation.
"Feel it...feel it..." Ning Yu murmured to himself, recalling the state he was in when he first awakened his superpower. At that time, he had no skills, no shortcuts, only a sincere heart yearning for power.
Gradually, the surrounding noise subsided, and the disturbances in the challenging space seemed to sense his determination and gradually calmed down. Ning Yu's consciousness entered a state of tranquility, and he felt himself becoming one with his surroundings, while that familiar, warm power slowly welled up from the depths of his body.
This force grew stronger and more stable, like a trickle converging into a rushing river, breaking through the obstacles and flowing through his entire body. Ning Yu suddenly opened his eyes, a determined light flashing within them. He had succeeded!
He stood up, clenched his fist, felt the surge of power within him, and a confident smile played on his lips. He knew he had found the key to counteracting the spatial interference fluctuations—returning to his origin and focusing on his inner feelings.
Just then, the door to the observation room was suddenly pushed open. "Brother Wu, look!" Dr. Zhao's voice trailed off, for he witnessed a scene that defied belief...
"This...this is impossible!" Dr. Zhao pointed at the steadily rising numbers on the screen, his voice trembling slightly. "His ability level...is recovering! The interference...the interference is weakening!"
Upon hearing this, Brother Wu quickly went over to take a look. Sure enough, the red warning light that had been jumping wildly gradually stabilized, and the green line representing Ning Yu's ability value was slowly climbing upwards. Although the increase was not large, they knew exactly what it meant.
"Good lad! I knew you could do it!" Brother Wu slammed his hand on the table excitedly and shouted at Ning Yu, "Don't be afraid, stay calm! Just go with your gut feeling, do it again!"
Ning Yu was currently immersed in the joy of breaking through his limits. He clearly felt that the familiar power had returned, even stronger than before. He took a deep breath, turning Dr. Zhao and Brother Wu's words into a source of power, and began to try to mobilize his supernatural ability to complete his first skill move—condensing qi into a blade.
At first, only faint specks of light could condense at his fingertips. As he continued to try, the specks gradually grew larger, transforming into a pulsating ball of light. The interference fluctuations in the challenging space seemed unwilling to be suppressed so easily, stirring up ripples once more that impacted his consciousness.
Ning Yu gritted his teeth, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead, but he did not back down in the slightest. Instead, he focused even more intently on controlling the supernatural power within his body. He constantly adjusted his breathing and rhythm, striving to find a balance point to counteract the disruptive fluctuations.
Finally, in a certain instant, he felt as if he had broken through an invisible barrier. The ball of light suddenly contracted and turned into a sharp short blade, gleaming with a cold light.
"It's done!" Ning Yu was overjoyed, but he didn't stop. Instead, he struck while the iron was hot and swung the short blade in his hand fiercely...
“The second move…” A resolute glint flashed in Ning Yu’s eyes as he murmured, “I’m going to try ‘Wind Blade’!”
Wind Blade, as the name suggests, is an attack that condenses supernatural abilities into an invisible wind blade, requiring a higher level of control than condensing air into a blade.
"Are you crazy?!" Brother Wu almost jumped up when he heard Ning Yu's words. "'Wind Blade' is much more difficult than condensing qi into a blade! You're lucky if you can even hold your ground with the first move. Don't be so overambitious!"
Dr. Zhao also looked worried, but seeing the burning fighting spirit in Ning Yu's eyes, he ultimately chose to believe in this young man who had created miracles. "Ning Yu, do what you can, don't push yourself."
Ning Yu nodded, took a deep breath, and cast all distracting thoughts aside, focusing entirely on controlling his superpower. This time, he didn't rush things, but instead tried to sense the changes in the surrounding airflow, searching for a frequency that resonated with his own superpower.
The interference fluctuations in the challenge space remained intense, like surging undercurrents, constantly impacting Ning Yu's mental strength. However, he was no longer as panicked as before, but instead began to try to utilize these interference fluctuations.
He was like an experienced helmsman, navigating a small boat on a turbulent sea, sometimes using the waves to his advantage, sometimes going against the current, skillfully utilizing the power of the waves to steadily move towards his goal.
Time passed second by second, and Ning Yu's forehead was covered with sweat, but he was completely unaware of it. His eyes were only on the ever-changing air currents and the unwavering belief in his heart.
Finally, in a fleeting moment, he felt himself resonate with the surrounding airflow, and a faint whirlwind formed in his palm. Although this whirlwind was still very weak, and could not even be called a "wind blade," it was a huge breakthrough for Ning Yu!
"Again!" Ning Yu's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he continued to try to control his superpower and guide the changes in the airflow.
Repeated failures did not discourage him; instead, they fueled his fighting spirit. He knew that as long as he persevered, he would surely succeed!
Gradually, the whirlwind in Ning Yu's palm grew stronger and faster, emitting sharp whistling sounds. The interference fluctuations in the challenge space seemed to sense the threat, becoming even more violent and attempting to stop Ning Yu's breakthrough.
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