Lei Wanqi flew into a rage. He had attacked Yang Ling for so long—why could Yang Ling still move!?
The next moment, he activated Thunderclap Form again and launched a fierce assault on Yang Ling.
All anyone could see were streaks of lightning flashing incessantly.
Lei Wanqi slashed again and again. He had already lost track of exactly how many times he had swung his blade.
It was not until he was exhausted, with insufficient Vital Blood to sustain Thunder God Form, that he snapped awake.
He instinctively retreated, but he was too late.
Yang Ling grabbed Lei Wanqi by the throat.
"Take off the Thunder God Armor. I want to wear it."
"Let our boss go!"
The Lei Clan Group players were instantly alarmed.
Big Ox and the others exchanged looks before suddenly gasping sharply.
"Impossible!"
Lei Wanqi's face twisted as he glared at Yang Ling.
"I slashed you so many times. How could the lightning possibly not kill you!?"
"You should have used physical attacks. I might have bled a little."
Yang Ling said, "You had a great time slashing me just now, didn't you? Take the Thunder God Armor out of your Equipment Slots and hand it to me respectfully, and I won't flick your forehead."
Lei Wanqi suddenly let out an enraged roar.
"Activate!!!"
Three internal cultivation techniques began circulating within him at once.
With the Thunder God Armor's enhancement, both of his attributes instantly soared to their peak as he tried to break free from Yang Ling's control.
"Ahhh!"
A few seconds later, Lei Wanqi calmly said, "Fine, you're stronger than me. Give you the Thunder God Armor, just don't kill me."
He then took the Thunder God Armor out of his Equipment Slots.
The lightning around his body instantly contracted and returned to the