Chapter 253: Self-torture
Three consecutive slashes came down, and the entire arena boiled over.
“Damn, damn…”
“This is completely useless. I feel like I could go up there and do it too…”
“Is this Feng Xiaotian holding back? Damn, why does this Wind Blade feel soft and powerless…”
One Wind Blade after another slashed onto Ling Mo’s body, unable even to make him move a bit, let alone defeat him.
“This kid’s defense is actually so astonishing…”
The crowd was boiling, and the several people in the VIP Seating were even more shocked, unable to believe their eyes.
“How about it, Bishop Salas? Do you still think this is arrogant now?”
Dugu Bo said sarcastically.
“Hmph, the first few Wind Blades had average power. Let’s see the later ones. If he can really withstand them, that would be real skill…”
The two started bickering again, while Xue Ye nearby showed a troubled expression, feeling even more regretful in his heart.
Such a person, why couldn’t he serve the Empire? To let the Ghost Gate pick up a bargain instead.
He coldly glanced at Xue Xing, and the pitiful Xue Xing was unlucky once again.
He thought to himself, this guy wasn’t chased away by me either. This kid wasn’t even there at the time.
“It’s already the seventeenth Wind Blade. Is this all you’ve got?”
On the field, Ling Mo stood motionless, looking at Feng Xiaotian with mockery.
After seventeen consecutive Wind Blades, the power gradually amplified.
The impacts crashing onto Ling Mo’s body grew increasingly intense, but unfortunately, they still didn’t even scratch the surface.
It had to be said that the defense of the Supreme Bone was truly astonishing. Not to mention them, even Ling Mo found it unbelievable.
But the fact was just that; others couldn’t understand the tremendous benefits brought by the Supreme Bone.
“Damn it, is this guy really made of iron?”
In the sky above, Feng Xiaotian grew increasingly anxious. With the twentieth Wind Blade released, he still couldn’t make Ling Mo retreat a single step.
With this kind of defense, there was no need to fight at all; a direct charge could defeat him.
Facing such an unsolvable opponent, he had absolutely no opportunity.
“If you really can’t do it, just give up! For the sake of your earlier kind reminder, I don’t want to hurt you…”
Looking at the stubborn Feng Xiaotian, Ling Mo couldn’t help but admire him. With this personality, if he had a Protagonist Halo, he would definitely become a god.
Sigh, it seems like next door has one to give him a Protagonist Halo. Who knows if he has become a god yet.
“Don’t celebrate too early! The more powerful ones are still coming!”
With an angry shout, Feng Xiaotian swung the Wind Blade in his hand again, continuously sending them toward Ling Mo.
Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three.
Until the thirtieth, Ling Mo still hadn’t moved a bit.
“Good, then I’ll wait! Let’s see what other abilities you have…”
To be honest, he quite admired Feng Xiaotian’s personality.
Unfortunately, after this blow from him, it would be hard to take him under his wing.
Feng Xiaotian’s body flew exceptionally high this time. If one could see it, there would definitely be a crack visible on his Wings this time.
The intense pain had already made Feng Xiaotian’s face flush red.
“Ah…”
A scream rang out; it was from Feng Xiaotian.
“Damn it, is this kid suicidal?”
Ling Mo saw it clearly; this guy was really risking his life to defeat him.
That Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes was originally a Soul Skill he had figured out himself.
The later it got, the harder it was to control. Even he hadn’t fully mastered it, so using it so easily would naturally lead to backlash.
Feng Xiaotian wanted to stop, but he found he couldn’t.
He was completely caught in that Vortex, with Wind Blades continuously released, sweeping across the entire Fighting Soul Platform.
A sudden change occurred, shocking the crowd!
A fierce wind suddenly arose, covering the entire Fighting Soul Platform. In the chaos, the crowd saw a pair of Wings suddenly grow behind Ling Mo on the Fighting Soul Platform.
That was his signature Martial Soul Possession; the crowd could recognize it.
“Is he finally going to use his Martial Soul?”
The crowd was shocked, but they didn’t expect that after activating his Martial Soul, Ling Mo still didn’t move or launch an attack.
“No, he… he’s actually healing Feng Xiaotian. What is he doing?”
Ling Mo’s next action left everyone puzzled. Green Light emanated from his body as he soared into the sky.
Circling around Feng Xiaotian’s body, in an instant… the wounds on his body from the backlash were healed.
“This… I really don’t get what he’s doing!”
The crowd was dumbfounded. Who heals their opponent and lets them bomb themselves with skills?
In the world, only Ling Mo would do something like this.
However, from another perspective, the crowd also greatly admired Ling Mo’s magnanimity.
He was actually willing to help his opponent, saving him from dying due to Soul Skill backlash.
Such magnanimity was admirable; at least they couldn’t do it.
In their view, the result of the Match was more important than anything! As long as they won, even if Feng Xiaotian died, it wouldn’t concern them.
“He… actually really helped Feng Xiaotian!”
Below the arena, Huo Wu murmured, her emotions somewhat low, lost in thought.
“This… perhaps this is the reason he has made it this far. Such broad magnanimity and open disposition—isn’t that the demeanor a strong expert should have!”
Huo Wushuang echoed from the side, already admiring Ling Mo in his heart.
Ling Mo’s second Soul Ring flashed as he continuously healed Feng Xiaotian’s injuries, preventing him from suffering severe backlash.
However, this kid was too ungrateful, still refusing to stop and continuing to slash Wind Blades at Ling Mo.
“Damn!”
Ling Mo angrily cursed, but still didn’t stop, continuing to heal him.
This kid didn’t want to stop; he couldn’t stop. If he forced it to stop, he would immediately suffer Soul Power backlash and be crippled right away.
Even with Ling Mo healing him, it couldn’t save him; that was the uncertainty of a self-created Soul Skill.
With the final Light Blade falling, the full Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes complete, Feng Xiaotian finally finished and dropped straight from Heaven.
When everyone thought Ling Mo would catch him, who knew he suddenly released his power, letting Feng Xiaotian smash hard onto the floor.
“Ouch… that looks painful just watching!”
“I didn’t expect this guy to look so upright, but to be so scheming inside…”
“In the end, it was misplaced trust!”
Feng Xiaotian smashed hard onto the ground, in excruciating pain, nearly spitting out blood.
“You deserve it, slashing me with Wind Blades and still expecting me to catch you? It’d be a pity not to smash you to death…”
Cursing under his breath, Ling Mo still chose to heal him, lest this kid suffer any backlash.
To be honest, Ling Mo quite admired him. If possible, Ling Mo wanted to recruit him into the Ghost Gate.
Earlier, Ling Mo had indeed given up on this idea, but at this moment of life and death crisis, the thought resurfaced.
What kind of kindness could make someone who hates you feel grateful toward you?
Perhaps only a life-saving grace?
If Ling Mo hadn’t acted just now, Feng Xiaotian would surely have died. In other words, Ling Mo had just saved his life.
No matter what, he should thank him properly, right?
This was exactly why Ling Mo acted; don’t misunderstand, he didn’t have any broad magnanimity.
He simply wanted to recruit this kid and not let him be wasted for nothing.
Recommend a new book.
I Can Infinitely Farm Attribute Points.
Absolutely good read. If it’s not, come back and beat me.
