Chapter 252: That’s It?
“Self-created Soul Skill? I’d like to see what kind of power it has. Come on…”
On the Fighting Soul Platform, Ling Mo stood calmly and composedly on the stage.
This performance made Feng Xiaotian furious, as if he had suffered great humiliation.
“Are you courting death? Once I use this Soul Skill, even I can’t control it…”
Despite suffering great humiliation, Feng Xiaotian kindly reminded Ling Mo out of goodwill.
With this reminder, Ling Mo smiled satisfiedly. Originally, he had planned to kill and crush his heart.
However… considering that he still reminded him at the last moment, he’d let him off the hook.
However, Ling Mo really had no choice but to take this Soul Skill.
For no other reason, he simply wanted to test the defensive capability of the Supreme Bone.
“Cut the crap! Come on…”
Without any hesitation, Ling Mo directly called out, still making no moves.
Such behavior, in others’ eyes, was completely that of a reckless fool courting death.
In the VIP Seating, some people showed happy smiles, seemingly very much looking forward to what would happen next.
“Kill him! Kill him…”
On the left side, Salas shouted countless times in his heart to kill him.
If Ling Mo died on the stage, he would definitely be the happiest one.
“Arrogant people always have to pay the price…”
Salas said sarcastically.
“Is that so? It seems Bishop Salas is very confident…”
As soon as the words fell, Dugu Bo’s voice sounded.
Although he couldn’t understand Ling Mo’s actions either, he believed that Ling Mo definitely had a way to cope.
“Although Feng Xiaotian’s Soul Power is not as good as his, but… without any defense, how can anyone take a Soul Sect level chain ultimate move.
Originally, I really thought highly of this Ling Mo, but now it seems he’s just an arrogant and conceited kid.
Thinking that with a bit of strength, he can disregard everyone in the world.
How can such a person go far?”
Salas didn’t avoid it at all and confronted Dugu Bo directly.
“Any genius is arrogant, I can relate to that, but… excessive arrogance is conceit.
This way, it not only brings no benefit to oneself, but instead harms oneself.”
“I don’t think so…”
As soon as Salas finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi directly said: “Excessive arrogance is indeed undesirable, but… what if he really has the capital?”
As soon as these words came out, everyone cast strange gazes.
“Sect Master Ning, at our level of cultivation, you must be able to see the power of Feng Xiaotian’s self-created Soul Skill, right?
Do you think relying purely on physical defense, unless it’s at our level.
Otherwise, who can block this Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes?”
Salas showed no fear at all and responded directly.
In his view, as long as Ling Mo didn’t actively defend, he was bound to die.
Under this kind of Soul Skill, even if you activate your Martial Soul and use all your tricks to resist, it’s extremely difficult, let alone doing nothing.
“You can’t do it doesn’t mean others can’t! In the end, just because you are a waste, you think everyone in the world is a waste?”
Suddenly, a sentence choked Salas so much he almost died of anger.
Looking over, he found that this sentence was actually said by Gu Rong.
This guy was no good-tempered person; even if he cursed you to your face, you wouldn’t dare vent your anger.
Salas finally had bitterness he couldn’t express; he wanted to retort but didn’t know how, his face extremely ugly.
“Haha, well said! In the end, you’re just a waste who can’t even reach Titled Douluo; what qualification do you have to wag your tongue and pose in front of us…”
Dugu Bo timely followed up, one sentence shutting Salas up completely, a surge of anger rising in his heart but with no outlet.
“Alright! Watch the match…”
Xue Ye timely stepped in to defuse the situation; otherwise, these old fellows might really fight.
The young ones below hadn’t even started, and these old fellows were already snapping at each other.
Eyes returned to the stage, Ling Mo unmoved, while Feng Xiaotian had finished charging power; at this point, it was impossible to retract.
He had to release all Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes, or even he would suffer Backlash.
“Since you insist on this, then I won’t hold back…”
Fighting to this point, Feng Xiaotian completely let himself go.
“Cut the crap, do you really think your Soul Skill can hurt me? Come on…”
A cold sentence made Feng Xiaotian furious; he directly started Swift Wind Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Wind Wolf Slashes.
“Arrogant one, today I must make you pay the price…”
In a long howl, Feng Xiaotian moved, his body descending from the sky like a meteor chasing the moon.
Strangely, his massive body with wings spread made no sound during the descent.
The pervasive green light was fully retracted; at this moment, his body and wings formed a perfect angle.
A Wind Blade instantly slashed down, with no evasion, coming straight on.
Since Ling Mo had decided to take it head-on.
He didn’t need all that flashy stuff and directly slashed down the Wind Blade head-on.
Instantly… that Wind Blade slashed down, accompanied by faint green light, magnificently gorgeous.
It viciously struck Ling Mo’s body; at this moment, everyone present was tense to their throats.
Only the person involved, Ling Mo, was like nothing happened, as if the one standing on the stage wasn’t him.
Everyone craned their necks in anticipation, eyes sharp, staring wide, not daring to blink.
Bang…
The Wind Blade struck Ling Mo’s body, emitting a violent sound, like chopping on a piece of Nine Heavens profound iron.
It sparked a shower of sparks, very frightening.
“This… nothing?”
“Oh my god, he actually has nothing at all…”
As the light faded, when the crowd looked again, Ling Mo was still standing on the stage, the smile on his face unchanged, completely unharmed.
To be precise, that Wind Blade just now was like tickling; not even a piece of his skin was broken.
“This is too unbelievable, what a freak…”
Everyone was shocked! That Wind Blade just now, though the first one, its power wasn’t something they could casually ignore.
Ling Mo actually took it head-on?
Everyone saw it clearly; Ling Mo really didn’t move at all, not even blinking.
“That’s it? I thought it was something fierce…”
After the first Wind Blade fell, Ling Mo remained unmoved and laughed mockingly.
Through this strike, he could roughly judge his current defensive level.
It could be said that even if Feng Xiaotian released all thirty-six blades, he couldn’t hurt Ling Mo.
Their Soul Power Gap was too big, and Ling Mo after fusing the Supreme Bone could be called invincible among his peers.
Even a Soul Sage might not be able to hurt him.
“Don’t be anxious, there’s still the second blade…”
After one strike failed, Feng Xiaotian also breathed a sigh of relief; at least Ling Mo didn’t die.
He didn’t want to bear a human life; seeing Ling Mo take it completely, he gradually relaxed.
He wouldn’t conceal strength for the remaining thirty-five blades.
He was very confident in his Swift Wind Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes; the first blade having no effect wasn’t important.
The strongest was yet to come; the Wind Blades would stack with quantity, meaning the second blade was twice as powerful as the first.
He didn’t believe he couldn’t break Ling Mo’s defense.
With no psychological burden, he completely let himself go, Wind Blades slashing down one after another.
