Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 300: Collector
Flames fell all over, turning the stage into a sea of fire.
Ling Zhen laughed wildly, "Fortunately you are above level 20, or else I wouldn't be able to use level 20 skills."
"How do you like my Rain of Fire?"
"Does it feel good to be burned?"
Lin Moyu leisurely strolled out of the flames.
The Bone Armor covering him shone brightly, completely isolating him from the flames.
To the level 22 Bone Armor, Ling Zhen's attack is similar to ant bites.
Ling Zhen was stunned. The result was completely different from his expectations.
He raved, "This can't be! This is impossible!"
Fireballs and ice arrows ejected out from his stave.
These attacks were all blocked by the Bone Armor, failing to produce any effect.
"Are you done? Your skills are too weak." Lin Moyu spoke flatly.
Subsequently, fire flashed in his palm.
A spark dropped and burrowed into Ling Zhen's head.
Ah!
Screams resounded.
Ling Zhen knelt on the floor with his head in his hands and unleashed cries of agony.
Blood erupted from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
He looks really pitiful.
In the next moment, he disappeared and then appeared outside the stage.
Then a light arose abruptly and landed on him.
The academy's Healers began treating Ling Zhen.
He couldn't withstand a single strike from Lin Moyu.
If it weren't for the fact that they were in the martial arena and the formation's protection, Ling Zhen would have died already.
By restricting his summoning skills and making sure that there are no corpses around, will this really leave Lin Moyu with his hands tied?
Will this leave him at another's mercy?
No way.
He can still defend with Bone Armor and attack with Soul Blaze.
These two skills are sufficient for combat.
Ling Zhen was taken down in an instant.
The spectators, who have already prepared proverbial popcorn and soda, were stupefied.
They were prepared to enjoy a thrilling battle, yet this is the outcome?
There was no enjoyment at all. They only saw Lin Moyu's palm lit up, and then Ling Zhen was cowering on the floor.
It was too fast.
And besides, the a
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