High above the athletic field, Yu Shujun raised her hand. In an instant, the thick clouds overhead began to spin and sink from the center, forming a funnel that reached down into her palm.
On the ground, a sharp crack rang out. The last Safety Bubble surrounding Wen Nan was crushed under the pressure of the summoned creatures closing in from every side.
Without his protective barrier, Wen Nan was just an ordinary player with an lv1 rating, as fragile as a clam stripped of its shell, its soft flesh exposed and ready to be slaughtered.
Yu Shujun's slender fingers moved lightly as she controlled every summoned creature around Wen Nan. They were ready to deliver the final, fatal blow.
"Be sensible and stop struggling. I won't let you feel any pain."
Yu Shujun's voice rang out from above.
[()wow!*]
[∑(;°Д°)]
[No wonder he's an expert on par with those of legend.]
[What an amazing skill.]
[Is that his ultimate move?]
[Short Fatty: How is that an ultimate move? You're all seriously underestimating an expert of legendary rank.]
[Short Fatty: For any expert of legendary rank, a skill of this level would barely count as a minor move.]
[Short Fatty: Jun Wuming's real strength goes far beyond what you're seeing now.]
[Short Fatty: He only used this one hidden skill because of that Divine Staff Fragment. If he used any of his other skills, the opponent might steal them.]
[Short Fatty: Still, this is more than enough to deal with a lv1 player like Nine Times a Night.]
[Short Fatty: Looks like Jiu Cilang will be joining us soon.]
palms pressed together
palms pressed together
[I'm going to place another bet right now.]
[Me too. I'm putting everything on it.]
candle
candle
On the athletic field,