Yu Xiaogang watched with surging excitent.
This was the coordination he had designed.
The control-type opened by restricting the enemy. The power attack type pressed from the front. The agility attack type harassed from the sides and struck from behind. The support-type provided buffs and assistance across the field.
Every link connected perfectly. Not a single gap.
He was already replaying the fight in his mind, thinking about how he would comnt on it afterward.
Then—
Lin Qingmo moved.
More precisely, his soul ring moved.
The soul ring behind him, so deep in color it was almost black, suddenly lit up.
That was his fourth ten-thousand-year soul ring.
Blue-purple light burst out like an explosion, dazzling to the point that people could barely keep their eyes open.
Imdiately afterward—
Purple lightning power surged out from the soul ring like a ferocious beast breaking free from its chains, erupting outward with Lin Qingmo at the center.
Fourth Soul Skill: Blue Silver Thunder Ode!
There was no lengthy incantation, no complicated opening move.
Just the simplest release.
Yet the effect was terrifying.
Boom!
The thunder sounded as if ten thousand bronze gongs were being struck beside everyone's ears at the sa ti, making their scalps go numb.
Blue-purple lightning serpents surged, leaped, and intertwined wildly, instantly spreading across the entire battlefield.
The Blue Silver Grass vines that had been wrapping toward him were like vegetables thrown into a pot of boiling oil the mont they touched the lightning.
Sizzle—
They burned.
The charred blue silver grass smoked blackly and collapsed weakly onto the ground.
The enormous Blue Silver Grass spiderweb fared even worse.
Lightning conducted along the vine structure like a frenzy. In the blink of an eye, the entire web was burned into a blackened mass before breaking apart with a crack and scattering into countless fragnts.
"What?!"
Tang San's pupils contracted sharply.
He felt the connection between himself and the Blue Silver Grass violently severed.
The backlash of soul power made his chest tighten, and he nearly spat out blood.
Wasn't Lin Qingmo's martial soul Blue Silver Grass? Why could he use lightning?!
anwhile, Lin Qingmo's figure had already beco blurry within the lightning.
No, not blurred—it was too fast!
Lightning wrapped around his body, forming a faint blue-purple aura.
Every step he took exploded with sparks beneath his feet.
His entire figure turned into an afterimage, flashing and weaving across the field.
So fast that it exceeded everyone's reaction limits.
Dai Mubai's punch arrived.
Accompanied by a tiger's roar and empowered by the terrifying strength buff of thirty percent, the fist smashed toward where Lin Qingmo had been standing.
But the spot was already empty.
"Too slow."
A calm voice ca from the side.
"!!!"
Dai Mubai's heart jolted.
Before he could even turn his head, a palm wrapped in lightning pressed against his White Tiger Shield Body Barrier.
No charge-up. No flashy movent.
Just a simple press.
BOOM!
The barrier exploded with a violent shock.
The shield that could withstand a full-power strike from a sa-level power attack system Soul Master instantly filled with spiderweb-like cracks.
The cracks spread rapidly.
Then the entire shield shattered with a loud crash.
"Ugh!"
Dai Mubai felt an irresistible force slam into his chest.
His whole body flew backward as if he had been struck head-on by a charging ten-thousand-year soul beast, his back smashing violently into a tree trunk more than ten ters away.
Crack—
The trunk split.
Dai Mubai groaned once before his vision went black. He lost consciousness instantly.
From the mont Lin Qingmo moved to Dai Mubai collapsing, less than three seconds had passed.
"This…"
Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth but could not say a single word.
When Ma Hongjun saw Dai Mubai flying through the air, his mind went blank.
The flas he had been holding in his mouth were already about to burst out.
"Phoenix Fire—ugh!!"
He never finished the last word.
Because a large hand suddenly covered his mouth.
Lin Qingmo had appeared in front of him without anyone noticing. His expressionless face was less than half a ter away.
His palm sealed Ma Hongjun's mouth perfectly, forcefully pushing the flas that had already reached his throat back inside.
"!!!"
Ma Hongjun's eyes widened until they were round.
The flas couldn't get out of his mouth and could only surge wildly in his throat and chest, burning him until his face was bright red and tears were about to burst out.
This was unbelievably frustrating!
Lin Qingmo glanced at him, released his hand, and then casually waved.
It looked like he was brushing away a fly.
Ma Hongjun suddenly felt a gentle yet irresistible force strike his body.
His entire figure floated into the air, drawing an arc before landing with a thud on the distant grass.
He rolled several tis before finally stopping.
Lying there groaning, he clearly wasn't getting up anyti soon.
Zhu Zhuqing reacted quickly enough. When her attack missed, she imdiately chased forward.
She had seized the exact mont when Lin Qingmo had just thrown Ma Hongjun away.
The old force had just faded, and the new force had not yet gathered.
Theoretically, this should have been Lin Qingmo's weakest defensive mont.
"Hell Rush Stab!"
Her claws tore through the air, producing a sharp whistling sound as they stabbed toward Lin Qingmo's back.
Got him!
The thought had just appeared in her mind—
When Lin Qingmo suddenly kicked backward without even turning his head.
He wasn't kicking her.
He was kicking her wrist.
The speed was so fast that Zhu Zhuqing had no ti to change her move.
She could only watch helplessly as that lightning-wrapped foot struck the side of her wrist with perfect accuracy.
Yet the anticipated pain never ca.
Lin Qingmo withdrew seventy percent of his strength at the mont of contact.
Zhu Zhuqing only felt her wrist go numb as the force pushed her, stumbling several steps backward before she finally steadied herself.
She clenched her slightly numb hand and stared blankly at Lin Qingmo's back.
That figure had already turned away.
As if he had rely brushed aside a falling leaf.
Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip.
That speed was absurd.
Her Hell Spirit Cat martial soul was already considered an extrely powerful agility-type martial soul.
Yet in that instant, she hadn't even seen how Lin Qingmo turned around or how he kicked.
It was like watching a video played at ten tis speed.
Completely unreal.
Zhu Zhuqing could not understand it at all.
"Can his Blue Silver Grass martial soul also increase speed?"
At this mont—
The only ones still standing on the field were Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar.
Cold sweat appeared on Tang San's forehead.
He glanced at the unconscious Dai Mubai in the distance, then at Ma Hongjun groaning on the grass, and finally looked back at the lightning-wrapped figure standing at the center of the field.
Lin Qingmo looked over at the sa ti.
Their eyes t.
Tang San saw that those eyes were as calm as a pool of deep water.
There was no pride. No contempt. Not even the excitent one should feel during battle.
It was as if—
An adult was watching a group of children playing with wooden swords.
That calmness was more humiliating to Tang San than any mockery.
"Do you still want to continue?"
Lin Qingmo asked calmly.
Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong looked at each other.
Oscar swallowed hard, producing two Recovery Sausages in his hands, yet he had no idea who he should give them to.
Yu Xiaogang stood at the edge of the field, his expression shifting constantly.
"How… How is this possible? Why is he this strong?!"
The coordination he had carefully designed and the teamwork he had placed such high hopes on collapsed before Lin Qingmo like paper.
One poke was enough to tear it apart.
Flender patted his shoulder.
"Lin Qingmo is very special. Very powerful. Believe it now?"
Yu Xiaogang said nothing.
He stared at the young man in the field.
The lightning around him slowly faded. That ten-thousand-year soul ring dimd, though its residual power still lingered.
Only one thought remained in his mind.
A monster.
This was a true monster.
End of Chapter
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