Douluo: Six Divine Suits, I Heal the Whole Field
Chapter 43

This Is Not Your Power

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Seeing the state he was in, Lin Feng knew he could not count on him to help test it. He simply clenched the four Infinity Gold Coins in his palm and absorbed them into himself.

In an instant, immense power flooded through his body. His strength surged by 360%, neither more nor less—the exact stacking limit of three Infinity Edges.

Just as he had expected, the fourth Infinity Edge provided no additional boost.

He was a little disappointed.

Infinity was truly powerful, but its Soul Power consumption was rather outrageous. Just these few Infinity Edges had drained nearly seventy percent of the Soul Power in his body.

Five sharp dark-golden Terror Claws extended from the knuckles of his right hand.

He looked toward the towering tree in the distance, so massive that ten people would be needed to encircle it. He poured all his Soul Power into the Terror Claws and swung at the trunk with all his might.

"Buzz!"

An incomparably concentrated golden claw light tore through the air, instantly piercing the thick trunk. Its sharpness did not diminish in the slightest as it sliced straight onward.

"Boom!"

Within a hundred meters, more than a dozen towering ancient trees snapped in unison and crashed to the ground. Every cross-section of their trunks was as smooth as a mirror.

Lin Feng froze slightly, staring at the Terror Claws in his palm in disbelief as he muttered,

"Is this power something a Support System Soul Master should possess?"

Gasp! That terrifying claw alone could tear a Soul King-level Soul Master to pieces without any exaggeration.

Was this the immense power brought by stacking three Infinity Edges?

This was insane! It had actually given a mere Soul Elder like him the power to threaten a Soul King.

Lin Feng turned to look at Flender beside him. Seeing his calm expression, he could not help raising his Terror Claws.

"Dean, I'm a Support System Soul Master! Don't you think there's something wrong with my situation?"

"A problem? There really is one."

Looking at his smug expression, Flender nodded indifferently and said seriously,

"The powerful one isn't you. It's your Godly Gear."

Feeling the explosive power in his body reach its peak, he clasped his hands behind his back and declared arrogantly,

"Honestly, Xiao Linzi, these three Godly Gear pieces of yours are terrifying. Right now, I feel like I could even confront a Soul Douluo head-on..."

He paused, raised a hand to adjust the glasses on his nose, and spoke with utter disdain.

"No, what trash is a Soul Douluo? Even if I faced a Title Douluo now, I'd dare clash with one head-on."

"Hey! Didn't you get that backwards? The powerful one isn't you—it's my Godly Gear."

Lin Feng rolled his eyes and retorted. Watching Flender act as if he were invincible after gaining the power of three Infinity Edges, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Dean, have you been drinking too much fake liquor? You want to take on a Title Douluo? Come on, you're only a mere Soul Saint."

Flender was just about to speak when his sharp eagle eyes suddenly spotted a massive ten-thousand-year Rock Steel Rhino a hundred meters away.

"Was just worrying about finding someone to test this on. Perfect timing."

His fourth Soul Ring abruptly lit up.

"Air Blade!"

"Bzzzzz—"

Ten invisible, razor-sharp air blades instantly condensed and shot toward the ten-thousand-year Rock Steel Rhino with a shrill sound of tearing air.

With a muffled ripping sound, the air blades broke through the Rock Steel Rhino's thick hide, famed for its toughness. As flesh and blood churned, the blades cut deeply into its hard bones.

Just one move had severely wounded this ten-thousand-year Soul Beast renowned for its defense.

The Rock Steel Rhino let out two miserable cries. There was not the slightest thought of revenge in its bell-sized eyes as it turned its massive body and bolted into the depths of the forest without looking back, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

It knew exactly how strong its defenses were. Even human Soul Douluo-level experts would struggle to easily break through its tough hide, yet that seemingly ordinary air blade had made its armor look so fragile.

Flender paused slightly and said in a low voice,

"No, the power of this Soul Skill isn't right. Does your Infinity Edge have some other special enhancement?"

He had used his fourth Soul Skill, Air Blade, for more than a decade, casting it at least a thousand times. How could he not know its power? Even with a three-and-a-half-fold increase in base strength, it should have been impossible for one attack to severely wound a ten-thousand-year Rock Steel Rhino with maxed-out defenses.

Lin Feng leisurely retracted the Terror Claws in his palm and raised a hand to pat Flender's shoulder.

"You're quite self-aware, old man. You got lucky and triggered that sixty percent critical strike on your first try."

"Critical strike?"

Flender furrowed his brows and hurriedly asked,

"What's a critical strike? Is it an additional effect of this Infinity Godly Gear?"

Lin Feng did not bother explaining the complicated critical damage mechanics in detail. He waved a hand and casually explained,

"One Infinity Edge grants a 20% critical strike rate. Stack three of them, and it becomes 60%."

"You can simply understand it as this: once a critical strike triggers, the power of your Soul Skills and normal attacks doubles."

He paused before adding another sentence.

"Of course, not every Soul Skill can trigger a critical strike. I haven't figured out exactly which skills can do it yet, so we can only test them slowly."

Hearing that, Flender finally gained an entirely new understanding of the Infinity Edge's effects and unconsciously swallowed.

This Infinity Edge was practically physical Godly Gear that pushed offensive power to its absolute limit.

The 360% boost to base strength was already absurd enough. If a critical strike doubled it again, the resulting stacked power was simply unimaginable.

Even the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, known as the world's number one support martial soul, could only provide a maximum 70% boost to all attributes. Compared to Lin Feng's heaven-defying enhancement, it was not even worth mentioning.

Fifteen minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

The Infinity Edge enhancement on Flender's body dissipated right on schedule. That surging, vast power ebbed away like the tide, instantly dropping back to his original Soul Saint level.

He clenched his fist uncomfortably, feeling wrong all over.

"Xiao Linzi, does your Infinity have some kind of weakening side effect after its effect disappears? Why do I feel weak all over?"

"What weakening effect? Don't go around slandering my genuine Godly Gear."

Lin Feng snorted with a laugh and leisurely drove the point home.

"Dean, that was never your true power to begin with. Accept reality. Isn't that exactly what you said just now? The powerful one isn't you—it's my Godly Gear."

"Life has its ups and downs. You just happened to fall a little faster."

Flender's face darkened from the rebuttal. He grabbed Lin Feng by the shoulder, and the Cat-Eagle wings on his back suddenly spread wide as he flew rapidly toward the outskirts of the Star Dou Forest.

The moment he thought of what this brat would face after returning, he could barely suppress his laughter, his shoulders trembling along with it.

Seeing him grin foolishly for no apparent reason, Lin Feng felt a little uneasy.

"Dean, couldn't that blow just now have shocked you so badly that you went stupid?"

He lowered his head and glanced at the towering ancient trees racing past below, each more than a hundred meters tall. He could not help swallowing before hurriedly saying,

"Dean, let's talk this out properly. How about we land first and calm down?"

Flender sneered and said gleefully,

"The moment I think of how someone is about to be in huge trouble after we get back, I can't help laughing."

"In trouble?"

Lin Feng's mind was full of question marks. After a moment of stunned silence, he pointed at himself.

"Are you talking about me?"

A sly glint flashed through Flender's eyes.

"Want to know? One thousand Gold Soul Coins. Fair deal, guaranteed value."

Lin Feng's face instantly darkened, and he immediately rolled his eyes.

"Say it or don't. I'm someone favored by the Angel Goddess. The words 'bad luck' will never have anything to do with me in this life."

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