Exotic Battlefield: I Can Activate Dual Talents Chapter 854 556: I Can Help You, There's No Need for Formali

"Whew—"

Elder Li Song and Elder Ting Yu couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief simultaneously.

The pressure from the Lord General just now was truly overwhelming.

Fortunately, standing beside them was Master Wan Chong, who also let out a small sigh of relief, balancing the tension in their hearts quite a bit.

Even soone like Master Wan Chong, who is considered the number one below the Saint Lord, dared not show his teeth before Lv Potian, instead behaving ekly like a dosticated dog. People like them, who are not even at Master Wan Chong's level, were even less of a concern.

However.

Throughout the preliminary selection scene of the Heavenly Talent War, aside from those lost in the Illusionary Realm, all the strong observers remained silent for quite so ti.

It took a mont before anyone began to whisper about it.

However, the content of these discussions was all related to the duels of the Heavenly Talent Selection.

The scene just now when Lv Potian appeared, and all of Master Wan Chong's reactions seed to be forgotten. No one ntioned it at all.

"Hey, look, that guy nad Lu Lin, I don't know what's going on. He was just removed from the fourth place, and now, not long after, he's back in the top ten again."

"Incredible, incredible. This kid must be doing it on purpose. Is it really okay to toy with us leaderboard-watchers like this? Once he cos out, I'm definitely going to have a good chat with him."

"Chat? Brother, you're only at the Mid-stage Star King. If Lu Lin is truly a peerless Heavenly Talent, you might be the one being sought out for a chat."

Soone mocked, and the Star King who boasted earlier blushed, falling silent.

The outside world cald down.

In the Illusionary Realm, a strange and quiet atmosphere ford between Lu Lin and Wang Chou.

"What's going on, where are the people you summoned?"

Lu Lin asked.

Wang Chou's ugly face looked at Lu Lin, feeling helpless inside.

He wanted to ask too, where is his master?

Where is the master who bragged every day about being the number one under the Saint Lord?

Where is he?

So what if it's a small world? With his master, Master Wan Chong's ability, not only entering a small world, but even destroying one should be effortless, right?

It's just...

The space passage colored with cyan and black in front was still rotating.

Mystical spatial auras emanated from it.

Wang Chou maliciously wondered, could it be that Master Wan Chong got lost in space?

Or perhaps, at this mont, Master Wan Chong is studying so little insect, unable to spare his Avatar?

However, no matter how Wang Chou guessed, there was no sign of anyone coming through the space passage in front of him.

Not until the power supporting the space passage completely dissipated, and the cyan and black light disappeared, did Wang Chou, with an ugly expression, look at Lu Lin.

"Cough, cough, what's the big deal, my master might just be busy with sothing."

"When my master cos over later, you better hope he doesn't beat you to death."

Wang Chou said arrogantly.

"Haha."

Lu Lin chuckled, lightly tapped the ground with his right foot, and in a manner akin to teleportation, appeared right in front of Wang Chou.

"Then let beat you half to death first."

"If your master really beats to death later, at least you'll be my companion in the afterlife."

Lu Lin sneered, delivering a punch to Wang Chou's face.

"Pfft~"

Wang Chou's neck tilted, spitting out several teeth.

"That's the first punch."

"Bang, bang, bang."

While speaking, Lu Lin continued to punch Wang Chou's face with both hands.

No talk of not hitting the face.

Lu Lin specifically aid for the face when hitting.

After a few punches, Wang Chou's face beca completely unrecognizable.

Of course, it wasn't much to look at before either.

Dark red blood.

Insect sli.

Broken skin.

Fallen teeth.

Gleaming white bones.

In no ti, Lu Lin had punched Wang Chou's face until not a piece of flesh remained, turning him into a fresh-out-of-the-oven skeleton.

Seeing him in such a state, Lu Lin nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad, you look much better now."

"Wang Chou, even though you're at the peak of the Star Lord level, how can you be so indifferent about your appearance? Aren't you afraid of scaring yourself with your reflection while drinking water?"

"Pfft—"

Wang Chou spat another mouthful of fresh blood.

This bastard Lu Lin not only plays dumb to catch a tiger but also strikes at the soul.

He kept this appearance to constantly remind himself that he's rely a loser unable to reach the Star King.

This ugly face was both a mockery and a whip to Wang Chou, with a hint of resignation.

That's why he frantically searched for ways to break through to Star King.

That's why he constantly caused trouble.

That's why he couldn't stand those less talented than him yet able to reach Star King.

He was jealous.

He was angry.

He was unwilling.

He was desperate.

But at this mont, Lu Lin defeated him in body, in soul power, and even stopped him from summoning his master with so unknown thod. After leaving him in a half-dead state, he verbally attacked him.

These words might not have much physical damage, but they were extrely insulting.

If he could actually beat Lu Lin, Wang Chou would undoubtedly be fighting him to the death.

"Coughing blood?"

"Did I make you angry?"

"Good, that's right."

Lu Lin calmly patted Wang Chou on the shoulder, using a seasoned tone, "Young man, in the future, don't get stuck in your ways. Once you get stuck, no one can pull you out."

"And it'll be incredibly challenging to get out on your own."