See, the way these three are built, they’re really not cut out for team fights. So naturally, they don’t have much experience to share.
If you asked them to judge how the Spiritual Energy Bureau members were fighting, they honestly wouldn’t know what to say.
“Would you three just shut up already!”
Ye Feng couldn’t help but glare at them as he listened.
“If you’re not going to fight, then just stay back here quietly. Do you have any idea how exhausted I am?”
“Ugh, why did I have to awaken a support-type ability instead of a combat-type one?”
“I want to fight! I want to deal damage! I don’t want to be a healer!”
Back when he first awakened his [Light of Life] ability, he was completely dumbfounded. Sure, he’d awakened an ability, but it wasn’t the combat ability he’d wanted. It was a healing one. And even though his healing power was incredibly strong, he just didn’t want it.
He wouldn’t even play a healer in video games.
Jungler or solo laner—those were his true loves!
“And why am I the only one in charge of healing? Where are all the other healing-type ability users? Why can’t I see them?”
Ye Feng asked, feeling a bit frustrated.
If he could, he’d love to just hang back and show off like these three were doing.
“Because you alone are enough to heal all of them.”
Qin Tian said with a light chuckle.
“Plus, healing-type ability users are too fragile. Their range isn’t as wide as yours, either. If they want to heal someone, they need cover to pull back. You don’t need all that hassle.”
Huo Yu nodded in agreement.
“Besides, since you’re right next to us, you don’t have to worry about your own safety.”
Chen Bing shot him a glance and said flatly.
It wasn’t just him—quite a few of the other supernaturals, even the Flame Fist guy off in the distance, could feel it…
“Ugh, seriously…”
Ye Feng felt pretty helpless about it too, but what could he do? He just had to keep going.
At least these training exercises only happened so often. Eventually, the other healers would have to get involved too.
“Oh, by the way, Chen Bing. I heard you went to see Bai Xuan?”
“Did he crush your spirit a bit?”
As if something had just occurred to her, Huo Yu looked at Chen Bing and teased.
“Yeah, he did crush it, actually.”
“The gap between him and me is far bigger than I ever imagined.”
“In front of him, I couldn’t even use my ability at all.”
Chen Bing didn’t deny it. Her tone was completely calm.
“See? See? I wasn’t lying to you, was I? Bai Xuan is a total freak.”
“Last time I sparred with him, he actually summoned a golden Susanoo. And then he told me that was him holding back.”
“I swear, it feels like he can pull off anything straight out of an anime.”
Huo Yu said, almost like she was venting.
“Anyway, I’m never going to compare myself to him again. That guy’s not even human.”
“It’s like he’s playing with a cheat code enabled—and it’s the ‘you’re invincible’ kind.”
“The heavens really should just ban his account.”
“I don’t think the heavens would be too likely to ban my account, given how much attention they pay to me.”
“But if you keep talking, I might consider banning yours.”
A calm voice sounded right next to Huo Yu’s ear. She couldn’t help but flinch, then turned her head and said with an awkward smile:
“Oh hey, you’re here too, Bai Xuan.”
“Yeah, if I hadn’t come, I never would have known you were talking about me like that behind my back.”
Bai Xuan shot her a look and said with mild exasperation. Then he turned to Qin Tian, Ye Feng, and Chen Bing, giving each of them a small nod.
“Aren’t you guys planning to join this fight?”
“We are going to join. Just not right now.”
Chen Bing replied.
“At the very end of this training exercise, we’ll step in to finish things off and show what we can do.”
“They’ll have someone filming it, and then it’ll be posted online.”
“The country wants to create gods—partly to intimidate those among the public whose egos have gotten out of control, but also to make sure the people know who we are. So that when a war breaks out, they can think of us, remember our power, and gain a little peace of mind.”
Bai Xuan nodded. He could understand what Chen Bing meant.
The spiritual energy revival had never brought just opportunities—it also brought unpredictable dangers and disasters. Their existence was the nation’s way of presenting China’s own gods, and also China’s hope.
As long as they were still around, every danger would eventually be overcome.
This was about cultivating the people’s trust in them.
“So what do you say? Want to do a little something too?”
Huo Yu poked Bai Xuan’s shoulder and joked.
“You could pull out some super flashy ability like that Susanoo of yours, and then with a single wave of your hand, the rest of the rat tide just explodes and dies.”
“Maximum special effects. Maximum power.”
“No need.”
Bai Xuan shook his head. This was something the country had asked them to do. There was no reason to include him.
“It’s about time.”
Qin Tian, who had been quiet all along, suddenly spoke up. The others turned their attention to the battlefield.
Thanks to Ye Feng’s full-field healing, the ability users from the Spiritual Energy Bureau had hardly suffered any injuries. Following the original plan, they slowly fell back, leaving the battlefield to Qin Tian and the others.
By now, the rat tide had already shrunk by more than half. It was still an impressive sight, but it no longer looked as terrifying as before.
They probably should have left more rats. After all, for Huo Yu and the others to fully demonstrate their abilities, they needed plenty of material. The ones that were left might still be a bit too few.
“I’ll go first.”
Qin Tian stepped forward. Endless arcs of lightning gathered in his hands. Inside his body, vast amounts of spiritual energy churned, radiating a terrifying fluctuation of power.
*CRACKLE… *
*ROOOAR! *
The terrifying lightning coalesced in the air, forming a thunder dragon dozens of meters long. With a single roar, an explosion of lightning filled the battlefield.
The thunder dragon tore through space like a beam of blue light, crashing straight into the middle of the rat tide.
*BOOM! CRACKLE! BOOM! *
Endless thunder kept roaring. Wave after wave of mutated rats were pierced by the lightning, each one turning into a charred lump.
And still the thunder dragon rampaged on, its body racing through the swarm as countless more mutated rats fell dead.
“That thunder dragon…”
“I know there’s supposed to be a gap between us and prodigies, but isn’t this gap a little too big? Are we sure we awakened our abilities at the same time?”
“That’s what lightning should look like! Compared to that, what the hell was I even using earlier?”
All the Spiritual Energy Bureau members stared in shock at Qin Tian’s attack. They had already been considered top talents—one in a hundred, even one in a thousand—to be selected for the Bureau. But this one attack from Qin Tian left them completely in the dust.
The gap was just too huge.
There were plenty of elemental ability users among them, and quite a few lightning users too. But not a single one could do anything even close to what Qin Tian had just done.
Being able to channel lightning down from the sky was already their limit. Qin Tian was over here molding a thunder dragon with his bare hands. They still had a long way to go.
With just that single strike, a quarter of the remaining rat tide had already been wiped out. And judging by the way that thunder dragon looked, it could have kept on rampaging much longer.
But once about a quarter of the rats were dead, Qin Tian casually waved his hand, and the thunder dragon in the air instantly dispersed.
“Your turn.”
Qin Tian looked over at Chen Bing. She gave a small nod.
