Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
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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