The Might of Blue Silver Thunderous Endowment, an Overwhelming Crush

Yu Xiaogang felt very excited watching it.

This is the fit he designed.

Control-type is limited to the first move, Power-attack Type is suppressed from the front, Agility-attack-type is harassed from the side and sneak attack from behind, and Support-type is fully supported.

Interlocked and watertight.

He was even reviewing in his mind how he would comment on this battle later.

Then--Lin Qingmo moved.

No, to be precise, it was his Spirit Ring that moved.

The Spirit Ring behind the back, which was so deep that it was almost black, suddenly lit up.

That's Fourth Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!

The blue-purple light bloomed like an explosion, so bright that it was impossible to open one's eyes.

Immediately afterwards.

Berserk's thunder and lightning power surged out from the Spirit Ring, as if breaking free from Binding's Ferocious Beast, and exploded with Lin Qingmo as the center!

Fourth Spirit Ability·Blue Silver Thunderous Endowment!

There are no lengthy spells, no complicated starting moves, just the simplest release.

But the effect is horrific.

"Boom!"

The sound of thunder was like ten thousand gongs ringing in the ears at the same time, making people's scalp numb.

The blue-purple electric snakes moved, jumped, and intertwined crazily, covering the entire venue in an instant.

Those Blue Silver Grass that came from Entanglement, the moment they touched the lightning, were like green vegetables thrown into the oil pan, sizzling and burning.

The charred Blue Silver Grass was puffing out black smoke and lying limply on the ground.

That huge Blue Silver Grass spider web is even worse.

Thunder and lightning were transmitted crazily along the vine structure, and in the blink of an eye, the entire network was burned into a ball of charred rags and shattered into countless pieces with a snap.

"What?!"

Tang San's pupils suddenly shrank.

He felt that the connection between himself and Blue Silver Grass was violently severed.

Soul Power's backlash made his chest feel tight and he almost vomited blood.

Isn't Lin Qingmo Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul? Why is there thunder and lightning?!

The figure of Lin Qingmo has become blurred in the thunder and lightning.

No, it's not blurry, it's too fast!

The lightning Entanglement formed a faint blue-purple halo around his body.

Every time he took a step, a circle of electric sparks would explode under his feet.

The whole person turned into an afterimage, shuttled and flickered in the field.

It's so fast that it exceeds everyone's reaction limit.

Dai Mubai's fist has arrived.

With the roar of a tiger and the terrifying force of Level 30 Strength Boost, it hit the place where Lin Qingmo was standing just now.

But it was empty.

"Too slow."

A calm voice came from the side.

"!!!"

Dai Mubai felt a chill in his heart.

Before he could turn his head, a palm wrapped in thunder and lightning had already pressed on his White Tiger Protective Shield.

There is no accumulation of energy, no fancy movements, just a simple press.

Bang!!!

Shield blast!

The protective shield, which was strong enough to withstand a full blow from the same level Assault-type Spirit Master, was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks like fragile glass.

The cracks spread quickly, and the entire protective shield completely shattered with a crash.

"Ugh!"

Dai Mubai felt an irresistible force hitting his chest.

He flew backwards, as if he was hit head-on by a running Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast, and his back was hit hard on a tree trunk more than ten meters away.

Click - the tree trunk cracked.

Dai Mubai groaned, his vision went dark, and he didn't know anything anymore.

From shooting to falling to the ground, less than three seconds.

"This..."

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Ma Hongjun was confused when he saw Dai Mubai flying out.

The fire in his mouth could no longer be contained.

"Phoenix Fire--woo!!!"

The last word was not shouted out.

Because a big hand directly covered his mouth.

Lin Qingmo appeared in front of him at some point, with that expressionless face only half a foot away from him.

The palm of his hand accurately covered his mouth, forcing back the flames that had sprayed into his throat.

"!!!"

Ma Hongjun's eyes widened.

The flames couldn't get out of his mouth and could only race around in his throat and chest, burning his face red and almost bursting into tears.

This is... so frustrating!!!

Lin Qingmo glanced at him, let go, and then waved his hand casually, like swatting away flies.

Ma Hongjun felt a gentle but irresistible force on his body.

The whole person flew up lightly, drew an arc in the air, and fell to the grass in the distance with a thud.

It rolled several times before stopping.

He lay there groaning and couldn't get up for a while.

Zhu Zhuqing reacted quite quickly and chased after him after his attack failed.

She caught the moment when Lin Qingmo threw Ma Hongjun away.

The old strength has just gone, but the new strength has not yet been born.

Theoretically, this should be the time when Lin Qingmo's defense is at its weakest.

"Hell Stab!"

The sharp claws tore through the air, making a sharp sound of breaking wind, piercing Lin Qingmo's back.

Got it!

This thought just came to her mind.

Then I saw Lin Qingmo kicking me with my backhand without looking back.

Not kicking her.

It was a kick to her wrist.

The speed was so fast that Zhu Zhuqing had no time to change his moves.

She could only watch helplessly as the foot wrapped in thunder and lightning kicked the side of her wrist accurately.

But the expected severe pain did not come.

Lin Qingmo's strength was reduced by 70% the moment it came into contact with her.

Zhu Zhuqing felt his wrist go numb, and he staggered back several steps before he could stand still.

She shook her numb hand and looked up at Lin Qingmo's back blankly.

That figure has turned around.

It was as if I had just blocked a falling leaf.

Zhu Zhuqing bit his lip.

This speed is ridiculously fast.

Her Hell Spirit Cat is already a very powerful Agility-attack-type Martial Soul.

But at that moment, she didn't even see clearly how Lin Qingmo turned around or moved.

It's like watching an image fast forwarded ten times.

It's so unreal.

Zhu Zhuqing also couldn't figure it out. "Can her Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul also be Speed Boost?"

At this moment.

The only ones left standing in the field are Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and Oscar.

Tang San Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He glanced at the unconscious Dai Mubai in the distance, then at the groaning Ma Hongjun lying on the grass, and finally looked at the figure surrounded by thunder and lightning in the center of the field.

Lin Qingmo happened to look over too.

Eyes facing each other.

Tang San saw that those eyes were as calm as a deep pool of water.

There was no pride, no contempt, not even the excitement that fighting should have.

It's like... it's like an adult watching a group of children gesticulating with wooden swords.

That kind of calmness is more ironic to Tang San than any ridicule!

"Continue?"

Lin Qingmo spoke lightly.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong looked at each other.

Oscar swallowed, and two more Recovery Sausage appeared in his hand, but he didn't know who to give them to.

Yu Xiaogang stood on the sidelines, his expression changing.

"How could this happen... why is he so strong?!"

His carefully designed coordination and the teamwork he had high hopes for were like paper in front of Lin Qingmo, which could be broken with a single poke.

Flender patted his shoulder.

"Qingmo is very special and powerful. Do you believe it now?"

Yu Xiaogang said nothing.

He looked at the young man in the field.

The thunder and lightning around the body slowly converged. The Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring had dimmed but still retained its power.

There is only one thought in my mind.

Monster!

This is the real Monster!