A Level 3 Strong-Level Esper holds an absolute advantage against Level 0 Powerless or Level 1 Weak-Level Espers, who are virtually indistinguishable from ordinary people.
If the superpower type is directly applicable to combat, this advantage becomes even more pronounced.
And if this Strong-Level Esper has even a little bit of combat experience, the enemy's numerical advantage is greatly diminished.
The situation with Lin Wuming and these punks was exactly like this.
"Psychic ability" is an extremely versatile superpower, and it can naturally be used for combat. Although Lin Wuming had no "combat experience" to speak of, through these days of practice, he had already honed his psychic ability to be as responsive as his limbs. By directly using his mind to propel his psychic power, what he thought was what he got. It was more than enough to handle a common fight.
The punks in the park were originally a disorganized rabble. Taking advantage of the fact that Lin Wuming was a "disabled person" with limited mobility, they didn't bother to conceal themselves and nearly openly surrounded him.
Their actions were naturally detected by Lin Wuming immediately.
The malice of these punks was so obvious that Lin Wuming didn't bother to ask the superfluous question, "What do you want?"
Striking preemptively, Lin Wuming condensed his psychic power into a block and hurled it at the frizzy-haired boy closest to him.
The boy with the frizzy hair was instantly knocked flying.
"Oops..." The other punks around him hadn't reacted yet, but Lin Wuming exclaimed, reassessing the power of his strike.
It should be noted that during the conflict with Torami Toumi in the hospital room last time, a similar psychic block failed to have any substantial effect on the girl.
Lin Wuming had thought the psychic block wasn't very powerful, so he had put all his strength into this one.
But now it seemed that the problem wasn't his psychic block; it was that girl, Torami Toumi!
"...He's an Esper! Be careful!" The punks were stunned for a moment before reacting.
However, the arrow was already released from the bowstring. Since the fight had begun, even if they realized the target was a powerful Esper, they could only grit their teeth and charge.
Otherwise, if they rashly alerted the target and caused the "Hunter's" mission to fail, every person present would face severe consequences!
"Don't be afraid! He's just one person! Even if he exhausts all his mental power, he might not be able to take all of us down!" The punks encouraged each other and swarmed forward.
As members of an Armed Powerless Group and a subordinate organization of the Anbu, they certainly didn't lack combat experience... or at least fighting experience.
They had even had experience fighting Level 3 Strong-Level Espers before.
Superpowers were certainly powerful, but Espers were not flawless. The vast majority of Espers were students, only several or a dozen years old, and far less familiar with "fighting" than delinquents. If they found the right method, defeating a higher-level Esper was not impossible.
For example, the method the delinquent leader shouted about, "exhausting their mental power," was one of the most common ways to deal with Espers. Exhausting or distracting an Esper's "mental power" could effectively neutralize their ability's effects.
Generally, the activation of a superpower relies on the Esper's brain calculation power, so the Esper must constantly maintain a cool head. Otherwise, their superpower will falter, or worse, become completely unusable, or even spiral out of control and injure themselves.
The Espers in Academy City are primarily students, mostly minors, and their mental fortitude and willpower are not significantly different from ordinary people.
They will also feel fear and helplessness when facing emergencies or terrifying situations. In such scenarios, their superpowers are bound to be severely affected.
Therefore, it was not surprising that they were defeated by punks who had more experience in street fighting.
This was the main reason why Armed Powerless Groups could survive in Academy City.
The punks in the park planned to leverage their fighting experience and a burst of reckless courage to take down the target.
But Lin Wuming had no intention of engaging in a prolonged fight with them. He spun his wheelchair 360 degrees, clearly taking in all the enemies surrounding him.
Immediately afterward, he condensed ten psychic blocks around him and sent them crashing into his surrounding enemies like a game of whack-a-mole.
It only took one hit to neutralize an enemy.
The current Lin Wuming could multitask, simultaneously using his psychic power to do multiple household chores. By comparison, simply using psychic blocks to hit targets as large as a human body was child's play.
A total of twenty-nine people—Lin Wuming even had the composure to count the enemies—were dealt with using only twelve psychic blocks.
After waiting for a few seconds and confirming no new enemies appeared, Lin Wuming finally determined the fight was over.
Contrary to his expectations, while these punks' fighting ability was weak, their will to fight was quite strong; none of them fled, fighting until the last man.
Lin Wuming had no intention of taking lives, but in the haste of the moment, he couldn't fine-tune the output of the psychic blocks, so the strikes were not light.
Every enemy was instantly incapacitated. Those who didn't lose consciousness were considered the "strong ones" among them.
The battle was too one-sided. After a brief ten-plus seconds, the only person standing... or sitting, on the scene was Lin Wuming.
Around his wheelchair lay "bodies strewn everywhere," and faint moans could still be heard from a few unlucky individuals who hadn't completely passed out.
It made Lin Wuming seem like the big villain.
This made Lin Wuming slightly uncomfortable, and he subconsciously wanted to flee the crime scene. But he immediately recollected himself: he was the one who was attacked. This was self-defense. What was there to worry about?
Moreover, his guardian, Yomikawa Aiho, was a small leader in the Judgment force, so there was even less need to worry.
Thus, Lin Wuming decided to call the police and seize the moral high ground first.
But before that, Lin Wuming wheeled his chair up to a conscious punk and asked, "Why did you attack me?"
"..." Whether it was due to pain or speechless frustration, the punk groaned, taking a long time to respond.
Lin Wuming didn't dwell on it and called the police decisively.
Only after he finished reporting the situation did the punk at his feet manage to squeeze out a threat: "...We won't let you off..."
Lin Wuming used his psychic power to lift the punk and bring him close: "I have no grudge against you, so why are you looking for trouble with me? Who ordered you?"
Realizing the clear hostility of these punks toward him, Lin Wuming's mind flashed with a suspicion.
—Speaking of which, the initial reason I moved into Yomikawa Aiho's apartment was to ensure my safety.