The group of S-Class heroes at the eye of the hurricane stopped arguing.
The escalating psychic confrontation was still within most people's tolerance, but with their keen eyesight, how could they not see that Jordan and Tatsumaki—facing off in the center—weren't actually exerting their full power?
Zombieman, with the weakest physical strength, casually wiped the blood seeping from his eyes. The immortal power from the genetic level was rapidly repairing body cells throughout his entire system.
It wasn't outwardly apparent that his body had been severely damaged under the immense pressure of psychic power.
That's quite a troublesome force.
If it were me, I could only try to see if I could hold out until they were exhausted... but thinking about it, that's probably not very likely, right?
The only ordinary person in the venue—Sitch—was completely unharmed. The psychic power Tatsumaki had used to silence him had now turned into a shield, preventing him from suffering any damage.
No matter how arrogant, fickle, irritable, tough, and unapproachable she appeared to the outside world, Tatsumaki always maintained a hidden gentleness within her heart. Few could understand this.
Jordan glanced at Sitch, who was being properly protected, and made up his mind.
I'll go easy on the rebellious little girl when I discipline her later. It's not like we have any deep-seated hatred.
On the other side, the usually proud Tatsumaki never expected Jordan would withstand her telekinetic power so easily.
It wasn't that she thought too highly of herself—it was that no one had ever done anything like this with psychic powers before.
If psychic powers had a pinnacle, then she'd always stood at that pinnacle.
When was the last time we met? Probably about half a year ago?
At that time, this guy's skill level had clearly only been at Fubuki's level.
Although it was more than just one Fubuki, in Tatsumaki's eyes there was no difference.
After all, even the most bored human wouldn't care about the difference between two ants they'd accidentally stepped on.
Having updated her impression of Jordan, Tatsumaki's initial slight disdain was cast aside. She looked at the tall man again with the gaze of a hunter who'd spotted interesting prey.
As for whether she would lose...
Such a word wasn't even in her vocabulary.
The clash of psychic powers was often silent, but the effects were real.
In just a short while, all the staff of the Hero Association felt everything in the office shaking violently.
"Is it an earthquake?"
"Earthquake! Run!"
"Damn it! The emergency exit is locked!"
"Don't panic! Headquarters has the highest earthquake resistance rating in the city!"
The Hero Association headquarters was thrown into chaos.
Noticing that the headquarters building had begun to tremble and shake, Jordan had an "I knew it" look on his face. He beckoned to Tatsumaki and said provocatively, "This place is too small. Let's go outside."
As he spoke, bright blue psychic light flashed. His figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
Tatsumaki was stunned. Although she knew Jordan had used his psychic powers to leave, the sudden teleportation caught her off guard.
The delicate balance in the conference room was suddenly broken. All the S-Class members felt the air around them being instantly sucked away by psychic power. Just as they were preparing to use their abilities to resist the impending impact, the green psychic wave stopped a second before it would have exploded.
With her eyes closed, sensing the location of Jordan's mental energy frequency, Tatsumaki snorted coldly. "Outside is outside. Don't even think about escaping!"
BOOM—
As Tatsumaki glared, a vortex-shaped hole was blasted open in the conference room wall by suddenly expanding psychic power. It instantly pierced through several meters of thick concrete and numerous alloy plates.
But this was only the beginning.
Five rooms of similar strength were successively breached, transforming into a corridor connecting the building's interior to the sky. In the blink of an eye, chilling high-altitude airflow surged in.
Green light shimmered. The culprit who'd caused all this chased after the blue light in the sky and disappeared into the horizon.
The entire conference room fell completely silent.
A loud crash came from the howling wind. Everyone looked over and saw that Sitch on the platform had suddenly fainted.
It was well known that people with psychic powers were attracted to each other.
Sensing that the location of Jordan's mental energy fluctuations was rapidly moving away, Tatsumaki's psychic field transformed into a streamlined shape more suitable for high-speed flight. She instantly broke the sound barrier, leaving a deafening sonic boom in her wake as she chased after the blue trail in the sky.
"Hey! The coastline is just ahead. Where are you taking me?"
While flying at high speed, Jordan was suddenly locked onto by powerful telekinetic force. With the help of a mental link, Tatsumaki's figure appeared beside him from a great distance. Her small face—which had the expression of a powerful warrior—was full of battle intent.
"Using psychic powers to teleport instantly. That's a pretty good trick." Tatsumaki laughed smugly. "But now you're not the only one who knows it. I've mastered it completely too!"
Jordan stopped in mid-air, momentarily stunned.
JoJo, someone stole my moves!
His "teleportation" wasn't a native psychic power of this world, but Tatsumaki had been able to replicate it in her own way after just one glance.
What astonishing psychic power!
"This distance is about right."
After the initial shock, Jordan glanced at the distant horizon, where the nearest city was only the size of a matchbox. He immediately stretched his neck and shoulders. "If we fight in a place like this, there probably won't be any innocent people getting hurt."
"What do you mean?"
Tatsumaki's forehead veins throbbed as she stood with her hands on her hips. "Do you think I would lose control of my power and hurt ordinary people? Only a weakling would think that way!"
Before she finished speaking, a massive, overwhelming tidal wave of telekinesis crashed down on Jordan. The level that ordinary psychics could never reach in their entire lives was merely a casual strike from this green-haired esper.
At that moment, she didn't even raise her hand.
The vast sky gave Jordan enough room to dodge, but he chose not to.
With the AT Field activated, Jordan didn't even raise his hand. A polygonal force field barrier—long enough to split the sea—stood between them, directly receiving the psychic impact powerful enough to crush granite.
The AT Field, subjected to the strong impact, rippled out with a circle of colorful, dazzling waves. It easily neutralized Tatsumaki's attack while remaining completely undamaged.
Another defensive force field I've never seen before. This guy seems to be quite capable.
At the same time, she mentally elevated Jordan's status to a higher level—upgrading him from interesting prey to a slightly more capable opponent.
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