It was only their first clash.
In the blink of an eye, he had directly brought two Saintesses under control!
They were Zhong Lan and Adele!
Position Swap, combined with the Shadow Clone Technique.
And that elusive aura-concealment technique.
"Holy shit! Ling God is insane! Ling God is insane!"
"I'm convinced! Completely convinced! I used to think it was too early for Ling God to take part in a deathmatch of this level. Turns out I was the frog at the bottom of the well!"
"A level 70 Jobless Freelancer suppressing level 99 prodigies from an evil organization across the entire field—Ling God is probably the only one in the world who can do that, right!?"
"I feel like, in Ling God's eyes, there are only two kinds of enemies: those below level 100, and those above level 100!"
"For some reason, I feel like Ling God could even trade a few rounds with level 100 powerhouses..."
"Enough, enough, you're laying it on too thick! It's true that he's invincible below level 100, but saying Ling Zhan can go back and forth with a level 100 powerhouse is pure nonsense!"
"That's true... The Power of Order controlled by those who have undergone their fourth class advancement at level 100 directly separates them from ordinary people. No matter how amazing Ling God is, I'm afraid he'll find it difficult to cross that chasm..."
"Say, what will Ling God do after level 100? After all, fourth class advancement at level 100 grants the Power of Order. He's a Jobless Freelancer—he doesn't have the Power of Order!"
The moment those words were spoken.
The spectator stands, which had been boiling with discussion, instantly fell silent.
That old topic had surfaced again!
The late game!
Still the late game!
Ling Zhan did indeed crush