Aside from Yang Jian himself, Lin Guang and the other two, along with the Steel Armor Shield-top Dragon, were all enveloped by this range attack.
Logically speaking, such a scattered offensive wouldn’t have much effect, not even a chance to break through Lin Guang’s barrier.
But Lin Guang suddenly realized sothing, lightly tapping with his toes, and ghost-like, he swiftly dodged sideways.
In the next mont, the bone spikes pinned on the battlefield began to surge with renewed activity, rising suddenly like a pale torrent, coming at him from all directions.
"Don’t even think about it!"
Lisa’s voice rang out, childish yet crisp, as the phantom behind her beca clearer, [Spirit Strong Intent] firmly guarding Lin Guang like a wall.
However, in the next mont, the Bone-winged Dragon suddenly drew closer, its wings sweeping towards Lisa.
Lisa didn’t panic; she swiftly transford the [Spirit Strong Intent] into a large pale pink net, casting it over the Bone-winged Dragon. The latter noticed this and promptly braked, hovering in the air, resulting in a montary standoff between the two.
Yet this mont of stalling and confrontation ant that Lin Guang at this mont...
Had no Spirit Beast to guard him directly!
Half-dragonized, Yang Jian seed to gain animal-like intuition, keenly seizing this opportunity.
In that instant, he shouted angrily, activating the Three-Star non-attribute Spirit Pattern [Direct Charge], his whole body shooting out like a cannonball.
Hua Bo, who was in a fierce contest with the Steel Armor Shield-top Dragon, gradually wearing down and injuring the opponent with continuous explosive power and spiritual attacks, instantly released his grip and turned to exert force, leaving his original position.
In a split second, the massive Tiger Shark suddenly turned, biting towards the opponent.
Faced with Yang Jian charging directly at him, Lin Guang showed no signs of panic. Accelerating backwards with the Tier Three Spirit Boots, he lifted his right hand, ready to release [Barrier] in front of him.
However.
Bang!
A dull heartbeat sound echoed from within his body once more.
At this mont.
For so reason, Lin Guang’s actions, even his gaze... suddenly paused.
anwhile, Yang Jian’s [Dragon Claw] was poised and ready!
Just as the icy gleam was about to strike, targeting his head, he abruptly snapped back to reality.
Swish——!
Ding——
The sharp, glinting Dragon Claws almost touched his mask, only to be blocked by the Spirit Armor Force Field on him and the barrier burning with Samadhi True Fire.
The barrier instantly cracked, looking as though it would shatter with just a bit more pressure, yet Yang Jian did not pursue further, his expression changing instead.
In a flash, the glistening light of the [Barrier] also lit up behind him, montarily blocking Vishdair’s attacking fist.
He himself quickly ducked and rolled away, retreating in an awkward position akin to a rolling gourd.
The light of Spirit Strong Intent and Continuous Slash descended once more, but this ti held back, rely forcing the charging Steel Armor Shield-top Dragon and Vishdair away from their respective Spirit Masters.
Once again, the two distanced themselves, entering a standoff.
Lin Guang held his right hand to his face, the mask near breaking from the Dragon Claw’s impact, with only the dark golden flas flickering between his fingers.
On the other side, Yang Jian sprang up like a carp, raising his right hand, licking the sharp nail tips with a thick tongue.
His eyes, sparkling with Talent Spiritual Light, t Lin Guang’s unflinchingly.
The next mont, Yang Jian’s dragon-transford, fierce face showed a hint of smugness: "What a pity, it was so close."
"But this also confirms sothing for ... No wonder from the start you felt off, not like a normal Four-Star Spirit Master."
"That slight delay just now was because you consud too many potions in a short ti, causing a disturbance in your Sea of Spirit, right?"
"No surprise there; coming all the way down from the top levels of the base, you kept your Spirit Beast at near full strength, and you still... or should I say, you still dare to keep taking potions?"
"If I play it safe now and engage you in a war of attrition, how long can your Sea of Spirit maintain stability?"
Saying this, he grinned evilly, taking out a potion from a Spiritual Artifact and drinking it in front of Lin Guang: "I haven’t even made a move; guess how many more bottles I can drink."
"It’s too late to regret now, even if you cry and scream for forgiveness, even if you roll out of the base, the Divine Heart Association will surely not let you go either."
"Heh."
Lin Guang suddenly burst out laughing.
"Hmm?" Yang Jian frowned, not understanding what was so funny about it, "Having a breakdown?"
"You’re right, it was so close."
Lin Guang slowly removed his right hand from his face.
"Except... it’s your death sentence."
The mask, on the verge of breaking, lost the support of his hand and finally shattered into pieces, slowly falling away.
Revealing the young and handso face of the youth beneath.
That slightly pale face bore not a trace of fear, only a faint contemptuous smile.
In an instant, the smug look on Yang Jian’s face suddenly halted.
He seed unable to comprehend the scene before him, his gaze shifting between the cloak-wearing Vishdair and Lin Guang’s excessively young face, for a full three seconds, before his already constricted pupils began to draw into a thin line.
He mumbled: "...Lin Guang?"
"Two-Star Spirit Master... Spirit Light?!"
Yang Jian suddenly realized what the abnormal, slightly ethereal status he perceived from his opponent just now was.
It wasn’t just due to the side effects of potion consumption.
The key was, the opponent’s capacity was small... a Two-Star Spirit Master!
The so-called capacity refers to the size of the Sea of Spirit, naly the number of expansions.
Every ten-level rise in star level is a process of expanding the Sea of Spirit.
To exhibit a combat power no less than his own, which had been modified to not be weak even among Four-Stars, while still being a Two-Star?!
What a joke!!
At this mont, Yang Jian felt as if struck by lightning, his shock beyond words.
He was well aware of the highest discussion topic recently in Zhen Sheng City, concerning soone who contracted a Spirit Beast just a few months prior, defeating the three major families in joint exams by himself, with potential to beco a "legend" like Hua Bo!
But Yang Jian never in his wildest dreams imagined that the one who swept through the Divine Heart Association’s base and even fought him, an old Four-Star Spirit Master, toe-to-toe, was actually Lin Guang?
What’s happening to this world?
Since he first contracted a Spirit Beast and began his cultivation, nearly forty years had passed, surviving life and death in the wilderness, repeatedly escaping the clutches of the Great Xia police, and only then acquiring his current power, yet still failing to subdue a student from Spirit High School?
Have all these years of his life been for nothing?
Or were so extrely rare, side-effect-free nurturing resources being fed to him like candy water?
Lin Guang, unafraid, spoke calmly: "You can wager; if I lose, whether I have a backup plan."
"But if you lose the bet... the price will be all your lives."
"I’ll give you one more chance, leave or not?"
Yang Jian was stunned, then showed a sign of struggle.
— He understood.
Yang Jian took a deep breath several tis, his tone suddenly softening as he attempted persuasion: "Why... would a genius with such a brilliant future take this enormous risk to target us? It’s always better to leave so room for maneuver, for future encounters, don’t you think? The Divine Heart Association has always been keen on maintaining good relations with talents like you..."
Lin Guang, with a mocking smile: "Really? The one who tried to assassinate didn’t quite say the sa."
Assassination?!
Who tried to assassinate Lin Guang?!
Claiming to be from the Divine Heart Association!
Which bastard dares to make enemies so foolishly?!!!
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