Shadow Heavenly King

As the "mouse" was pierced through the heart, a game of cat and mouse came to an end.

The opening of this game had been dull, its course not particularly exciting either, and its ending rather abrupt. The truly spectacular part had flashed by in an instant, and most of the audience had not even seen clearly what had happened.

Though they had not seen it clearly, Lin Feng's Substitute Soul Skill, his repeated exchanges of position with the dragonfish, and his graceful figure seeming to stroll through the air still set their hearts racing.

"Too cool."

"Lin Feng is fast too. It feels even faster than Kong Feng's spatial Teleportation."

"In terms of pure speed, Kong Feng is still faster. But Lin Feng is more flexible; he can use the dragonfish's movement to increase his own speed."

"What a perfect combat system—enough to make anyone jealous!"

As the audience watched the slow-motion replay on the giant screen above the arena, their confused, bewildered expressions were quickly replaced by shock.

In that instant, hundreds of dragonfish flapped their wings at once, weaving and darting past one another, continuously self-destructing in the process. The beautiful scene carried a violent aesthetic.

Within that poetic scene, a blurry figure flickered in and out of sight.

In the second round of the Apostle debut, with Kong Feng holding an absolute advantage and everyone pessimistic about Lin Feng, Lin Feng had defied fate and changed his destiny with three Divine Skill soul skills.

The move Lin Feng had used in the second round of his debut was actually the same as in the first. There was nothing mysterious or fresh about it, but it worked.

One fresh move was enough to eat all under heaven—that was the principle.

Of course, for true experts, real battles