Imperial Fighting Team vs. Eight Desolations Battle Team (4)
"Then hold on for another ten breaths."
The second purple Soul Ring beneath Lin Chen's feet suddenly lit up.
"Chaos Suppression."
A buzzing sound filled the air as a gray force field spread out from him.
The suppressed power, unleashed at full force, pressed down heavily on everyone in the Bahuang like an invisible mountain.
The Xi Ba suddenly sank its feet, and the pressure was even stronger than before. It was as if its body had suddenly stepped into a quagmire, and its momentum slowed down by three points.
His muscles tensed, trying to break free, but the force was as heavy as a mountain, making his Soul Power circulation sluggish.
Yan Ling'er's fireball was a beat too slow, Chui Laowu's spiked club became heavier, and Ni Aos's figure also paused. Bing Mei's Ice Seal Domain was momentarily stunned, and the speed at which the ice cones condensed slowed down.
Only Fu Yun, protected by the Dragon Pattern Body Protection, managed to hold on, but the amplified light had dimmed considerably.
"That Soul Skill again!" Xi Ba roared, "Charge! What's this little bit of suppression!"
He gritted his teeth and channeled his Soul Power, resisting the suppression, and moved forward step by step.
Although slow, progress was still being made. He knew that this Soul Skill would consume a great deal of energy and wouldn't last long.
If they can hold on, they will win.
But what Lin Chen needed was precisely this moment of respite.
"Third Soul Skill, Void Shift."
Lin Chen's figure blurred instantly. Without any warning, he vanished from the spot.
"Oh no! He's coming for our support!" Fu Yun screamed, quickly activating his water shield to protect himself. Bing Mei also hurriedly turned around, and an ice wall condensed in front of her.
They had been anticipating this spatial Soul Skill for a long time.
But the next second, Lin Chen did not appear in front of them.
He appeared beside Yan Ling'er.
Yan Ling'er's pupils contracted sharply; she hadn't even had time to react.
Lin Chen raised his hand, and the Chaos Shield expanded by half an inch, taking the fireball that came straight at him.
Bang! The fireball exploded, scattering sparks everywhere.
Lin Chen remained still, his other hand forming a knife-like shape with his fingers, enveloped in a faint gray Soul Power, and precisely pointed at the Soul Power node on her shoulder.
"Well--"
Yan Ling'er's arm went numb, and the fireball instantly went out.
Lin Chen pushed his palm again, and the Power of Chaos surged out, violently blasting her away. She crashed heavily onto the ice and slid a long way, unable to get up for a long time.
In a single exchange, a key attacking player on the flank was rendered ineffective.
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
"He actually attacked Yan Ling'er first? Shouldn't he have targeted the support first?"
"Idiot! The flanks are right in front of us! Clear the flanks first!"
Xue Qinghe's eyes lit up slightly.
Good judgment.
With the back row on guard, cutting in might not be successful. Instead, the flanks are pressing closer. Eliminate the most threatening flanks first, then turn to deal with the back row. Take a steady and methodical approach.
"Yan Ling'er!" Xi Ba exclaimed in shock and anger, "Bing Mei, freeze him quickly! Fu Yun, block the way with water bullets! Fifth Brother, let's attack together!"
The two reacted immediately.
Countless ice spikes shot towards Lin Chen, followed closely by a thick water dragon bullet, blocking his escape route from the left and right.
But Lin Chen's figure blurred again.
Void Shift!
The ice spike and the water jet collided, exploding into a cloud of water mist, but the target was no longer there.
Just as Chui Laowu raised his spiked club halfway through the air, he suddenly felt a chill behind him. Lin Chen had already appeared behind him. A tearing pain and a strange Power of Chaos struck his body, and his Soul Power immediately began to become disordered.
Lin Chen gathered another fist, unleashing Power of Chaos that struck Chui Laowu heavily in the back. Chui Laowu groaned, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and crashed heavily to the ground, trembling all over, probably unable to get up.
"Damn it!" Xi Ba roared, reaching out to grab Lin Chen.
Lin Chen's figure disappeared again.
"It's over there!" Fu Yun exclaimed in surprise.
Bing Mei whirled around, but there was nothing behind her.
Wrong!
Alarm bells rang in her mind, and just as she was about to turn around, she felt a light tap on her shoulder.
A faint gray Soul Power surged in, instantly sealing the Soul Power nodes on her shoulders and back.
The Ice Crystal Charm Spirit froze, and its Ice Seal Domain instantly collapsed.
Lin Chen stood behind her, his tone calm. "Control System, just stay put."
He pointed his finger again, and her knees buckled, causing her to kneel on the ground. Her Soul Power stagnates, and she can no longer stand up.
"Damn it!" Fu Yun exclaimed in shock and fear, puffing out his cheeks, "Third Soul Skill, Water Dragon Bullet Barrage!"
Seven or eight water jets were fired in succession, blasting towards Lin Chen with tremendous force, creating small craters in the ground.
Lin Chen remained calm and activated his Chaos Shield.
Bang bang bang--
Water dragon projectiles struck the light shield repeatedly, exploding into a shower of water. The Chaos Shield swayed slightly, but remained as stable as a mountain.
"Is that all the power you've got?" Lin Chen took a step forward, and his figure Teleportation again.
Fu Yun's heart tightened, and he quickly turned his body, the water shield swirling around him.
He knew the other party was fast, so he kept a close eye on his surroundings.
There were splashes of water on the left, the sound of wind on the right, and signs of spatial fluctuations in front and behind.
They're everywhere! It's continuous short-distance Teleportation!
Fu Yun was dazzled and couldn't pinpoint the location of the real body at all.
"Here." A calm voice sounded from behind.
Lin Chen condensed a spatial blade at his fingertips and gently touched the Soul Power center in the back of his heart.
"Puff--"
Fu Yun felt a numbness all over his body, the amplification light instantly went out, and the Soul Power in his stomach completely went into chaos. He collapsed to the ground.
It took no more than ten breaths in total.
The flanks, control, and support were all dealt with.
Clean and efficient. The entire audience was stunned.
Ten breaths, four people?
What speed is that?
"My God... That's too ruthless! They appear and disappear like ghosts!"
"Space Soul Master are too cunning! There's no way to defend against them!"
"I'll kill you!" Xi Ba turned completely bloodshot.
The back row is completely useless; all buffs, control abilities, and healing are gone. How can we possibly fight this battle?
He gritted his teeth and unleashed his Soul Power with reckless abandon, actually withstanding the Chaos Suppression. His speed surged, and he charged fiercely towards Lin Chen. The rhinoceros horn on his forehead solidified, carrying a violent aura, as if he wanted to smash Lin Chen into a pulp.
"Captain, be careful! His Soul Skill is being used up! He can't hold on for long!" The Man Xun followed closely behind, its Rock Armor fully activated, and charged forward.
The two of them went berserk, launching a full-scale counterattack.
Lin Chen frowned slightly.
Three consecutive Void Shift, coupled with the constant Chaos Suppression, did indeed consume a considerable amount of Soul Power.
Taking a full-force impact from a level 39 object head-on would be unwise.
He didn't take the hit head-on; instead, he shifted his body and Teleportation away again.
Bang!
Xi Ba crashed headfirst into the ground, sending shards of stone flying and creating a large crater in the stone slabs of the Soul Fighting Arena.
He missed his target, which enraged him even more, and he turned and charged again.
Lin Chen didn't engage him directly; instead, he constantly Teleportation and pulled him, his Chaos Suppression sometimes loosening and sometimes tightening, continuously depleting his Soul Power.
Xi Ba, growing angrier, but he couldn't even touch the hem of his opponent's clothes. His Soul Power was being consumed rapidly, and his breathing gradually became heavy.
"Do you dare fight me head-on?!" he roared.
Lin Chen ignored him. He was waiting.
Wait for Yu Tianheng to recover, wait for the front row to catch their breath.