In the air.
Two figures with almost the same speed crashed into each other. Bang! Bang! Bang! In a split second, both of them had thrown a dozen punches at each other.
Every punch was accompanied by a sonic boom, and every punch that collided was accompanied by a heavy explosive sound.
Boom! Boom! Tiny sparks of lightning crackled from one of the punches.
Bzzz! The puncher's body twitched, but he still rammed his elbow at his opponent without a second thought. After his elbow was dodged, he followed up with a knee strike at his opponent's abdomen.
He dodged to the side.
However, could he still dodge it? Under the crowd's incredulous gaze, a wind blade was fired from the side of Tang Ling's fist. Whoosh! It grazed Tang Ling's forehead.
Wherever the wind blade grazed, his golden hair flew into the air. A bloody cut appeared on Tang Ling's forehead with a panicked expression on his face.
However, before he could think further, his feet were swept away by another kick. The moment his body was sent flying, a heavy punch landed on his face, and he finally fell out of the ring.
Was there still a ring? No, there was none left.
The makeshift arena made of tied metal boxes had long since been torn apart.
This was an unprecedented extreme challenge. What kind of battle would it be in the second half of the match? The iron boxes could no longer withstand the pressure.
Only the sturdy main passageway was marked with the boundary of the ring, barely turning it into a ring.
Vincent's figure flew over the edge of the makeshift ring before he landed hard on the ground.
Puk! Vincent spat out a mouthful of blood as he struggled to stand up. There was only one terrifying thought in his mind. 'How can he know wind blades? Is his talent the wind? '
It seemed like Tang Ling would not give an answer to the famous New Moon Warrior who was ranked 11th. Time was running out, so he shouted, "Next!"
He was getting closer and closer to his target!
Tang Ling stuffed a handful of vicious beast meat into his mouth and panted heavily.
He was not God. He relied on his unyielding will and intense hatred to persevere in the ring.
Everyone was trying to guess Tang Ling's limit, but every time they thought it was his limit, he would erupt with even greater power.
This time, he actually shot out a wind blade!
With such strength, it was normal for him to be able to sense his innate ability in advance and use it to a certain extent.
However, those who had the slightest bit of strength could not help but feel doubtful. Why did Tang Ling fire the wind blade in the same way as the 62nd who failed?
Could it be …! No, just thinking about it was too shocking! It made people wonder who exactly Tang Ling was.
Who was it? Tang Ling did not have an answer either. All he knew was that there was no point in hiding anymore. Since there was no need to hide anymore, he might as well fight to his heart's content.
The next opponent was already in the ring. Without any warning, he charged towards Tang Ling with a spear in his hand.
Perhaps, it was an unfair victory. But compared to failure, an unfair victory was still much better!
The top ten was a threshold! It meant different resources and a completely different future. The price of losing the ranking was too high, and the New Moon Warrior could not afford it.
Weapons? Tang Ling's expression did not change at all. He even closed his eyes and used his Precise Instinct to sense the slightest changes in his surroundings.
He needed a short, quiet moment.
Lightning was the second innate talent that he had encountered since he started fighting in the arena.
However, it was harder to comprehend than the wind talent.
The nature of lightning was the discharge of positive and negative charges in the air when they collided. Even the human body had microcurrents.
With that in mind, Tang Ling suddenly opened his eyes. He raised his wrist and drew the Wolf Crunch from his waist.
In the next moment, it clashed with the tip of the New Moon Warrior's spear in the ring, producing an ear-piercing metallic screech.
Many people gasped when they saw the scene.
What kind of extreme judgment did he have to use a small dagger to block the tip of the spear? It was so precise that it could not be described with words. It was many times more difficult than using four taels to pull a thousand catties and cleverly deflecting the long spear.
Was Tang Ling using the ring to improve himself? Many people were in disbelief when they thought of the possibility.
Below the ring, the elite warrior who claimed that Tang Ling could only reach the top 20 was too ashamed to comment anymore.
He could not believe that there was such a genius in this world. Did he see it with his own eyes? Was this considered a kind of luck in life?
In the ring, the spear was like a swimming dragon. The tip of the spear whipped up a strong wind and it bloomed at an indescribable speed. It was like a weaved spear net that was impenetrable.
Tang Ling was like a gust of wind in between the gaps. He dodged to the extreme in the dangerous spear net and even managed to launch a few dangerous attacks from time to time.
Using a dagger against a spear was definitely a disadvantageous choice. At the very least, Tang Ling should have drawn the longsword to fight.
However, from the start to the end, the longsword was like a symbol that protected Vian. Tang Ling did not even have the intention to use it.
30 seconds.
Tang Ling's body was already covered in a few new wounds. The ear-piercing noise of weapons clashing echoed endlessly.
1 minute.
Tang Ling still had wounds on his body, but the number was decreasing. He seemed to have grasped the pattern of the spear and dodged it with ease.
71 seconds.
An ear-piercing noise sounded, followed by Tang Ling's "You've lost". The audience was shocked when they saw the spear suddenly break into three pieces. The moment it broke, Tang Ling leaped forward and grabbed the New Moon Warrior with one hand while the cold Wolf Crunch was pressed against the New Moon Warrior's neck.
What happened? Even the 10th ranked New Moon Warrior was bewildered, let alone the audience below the stage.
How did his spear break all of a sudden? It was a grade C alloy spear that he had exchanged for a long time with Hope credits!
If the spear did not break all of a sudden and he could not react in time, Tang Ling would not have seized the opportunity to defeat him.
However, no matter how many reasons he had, a failure was a failure. If it had been a real battlefield, the dagger would not have been pressed against his neck. It would have slit his arteries and slit his throat.
"I surrender." The 10th ranked New Moon Warrior sighed and surrendered.
According to the rules of the challenge, if he did not surrender in time, it would not be against the rules even if his opponent killed him.
Tang Ling let go of his neck. The New Moon Warrior looked at Tang Ling, wanting to ask him how he did it, but he knew that Tang Ling would not answer. He picked up the broken spear and walked out of the ring sulkily.
"Royce, if you were in my shoes, could you do it?" It was at that moment that a lazy-looking Purple Moon Warrior suddenly asked a question from the observation deck further away from the ring.
If Tang Ling had seen the Purple Moon Warrior, he would have recognized him at first glance. He was Night Lightning, Anthony.
As a Purple Moon Warrior, Anthony's brain was enhanced after he broke through the genetic lock, so his memory was quite good.
He would never forget Tang Ling. Three months ago, as a newbie that Yang Kong brought into the Hope Barrier, Tang Ling had stood in the command center in awe of everything he saw.
It had only been three months and he had grown so much? Since Safety Sector No. 17 had such a genius, why would he not be cherished? If Tang Ling was in his shoes, he would have done everything in his power to protect and nurture a genius like Tang Ling.
However, the Agnes family, who would soon be in power, would not share the same thought. It was obvious that they had a huge grudge against the kid.
With that in mind, Anthony rubbed his nose. He was a person who liked to stay out of things, but was he thinking too much?
The Purple Moon Warrior named Royce said, "If I were in your shoes and my opponent was on the same level as me, it would be hard for me to do it. It's hard for me to do it.
I realized that Tang Ling is a ruthless person in battle. He's using his weapon advantage in this fight. The dagger in his hand should be made of grade B alloy.
"As the saying goes, an inch longer, an inch stronger, and an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous. It might seem like a dagger is at a disadvantage against a spear, but by faking a defensive move, he actually slashed the spear multiple times. It's also a very effective tactic! However, without his talent … "Royce did not continue after that.
Indeed, without Tang Ling's baffling prediction ability, who would dare to take the risk? Aside from slashing the spear multiple times in between dodging, it was already considered lucky for him to be able to dodge the spear for such a long time.
Therefore, it was possible to deduce an even more shocking result. If Tang Ling did not resort to such a tactic, he would not even be injured.
The slashing would waste time and interrupt his dodging.
One had to admit that the Purple Moon Warrior's judgment was not something common people could compare to.
The New Moon Warrior's puzzling result was easily seen through by the Purple Moon Warriors. However, even they could not tell that Tang Ling chose such a tactic to save his stamina and time.
Breaking the spear and seizing the opportunity to kill the opponent in one strike was indeed a lot more efficient and efficient than fighting to the end.
After all, there were still nine people left, and each of them was harder to deal with than the last.
Up until now, Tang Ling had used 27 minutes.
The duration might seem shocking, but it was actually within a reasonable range. As long as one's strength was up to par, a fight between masters would only take a few millimeters, so it would not take too long.
If one of the matches took too long or dragged on for too long, it meant that both sides were evenly matched.
There were still nine people left! Tang Ling's eyes were burning with a fierce battle intent.
On the other side, Clyne seemed to be very busy. He hid in a corner and whispered something into the communication device. He would hang up and reconnect the communication device as if he had obtained some sort of permission and was reporting to his superiors.
Andrew's face turned paler.
He was running out of time. Given his intellect, he should be able to figure out the reason why Tang Ling initiated the challenge.
The others were shocked by Tang Ling's strength, but not Andrew.
Whether it was the information he got from Amir or the analysis from Aber's attitude, everything pointed to Tang Ling as one of the heavyweights on the list.
It would be strange if the person on the list was a weakling.
Did it mean that he was hopeless? That was not the case. The trap that Tang Ling set up was an obvious one, and when it was his turn, he had only one choice left.
However, no matter what choice he made, he would end up in a terrible state.
Up until this point in his life, he could no longer see the light of tomorrow.
In the ring, the No. 9 New Moon Warrior walked up.
Tang Ling was not as calm as before. After almost a hundred matches in a row, he was tired and more or less injured. On top of that, he had just returned from the underground battlefield and was also injured. The skin on his left forearm was covered in layers as if he had been burned.
However, those in the know knew better than to believe the appearance. Tang Ling ate the vicious beast meat crazily without even bothering to hide it, and many people saw it.
No one thought about whether he would feel pain or not. After all, as a person who had started his cultivation, his cells had been cleansed by energy, so he could withstand the pain and would no longer feel weak.
Everyone was wondering where Tang Ling got his hands on so much vicious beast meat.
The battle continued and it was getting more and more intense.
Seconds turned into minutes, and Aber's face started to turn ugly. He seemed to know what Tang Ling was trying to do.
However, the chief was still on the phone and there was no specific order.
**
Inside a completely sealed room, the purple light was enshrouding the room. Energy that seemed to materialize flowed back and forth like water.
Upon a closer look, one would realize that the room was built using a whole piece of Universal Source Rock, but in the middle of the luxurious room, there was only a figure sitting with his legs crossed.
The figure was unusually tall. Even Su Yao, who was as strong as a mountain, would be crushed in front of the figure.
However, the tall figure did not seem to have any presence at all.
Every once in a while, the figure would take a deep breath.
As he inhaled, the purple energy in the room would form a whirlpool and flow rapidly into his body through his nostrils.
Then, when he exhaled, the purple energy would come out from his mouth like a sharp arrow, lingering for a long time.
He was cultivating. Anyone who had a slight understanding of cultivation knew that the figure in the room had entered some kind of supreme state, such as the tortoise breath state.
No one dared to speculate how powerful a person in such a state would be.
Then, a soft and gentle vibration sounded in the room. The figure who was cultivating opened his eyes and said in a heavy voice, "Come in."
As soon as his voice fell, a small door opened somewhere in the room, and a figure in a black robe walked into the room respectfully with a very advanced communication device in his hands.
"My lord, I have important news for you," the black-robed figure said softly and passed the communication device to his master.
The figure's face was a little blurry in the purple energy. He grunted, then took the communication device and said, "Hello."
A trembling and careful voice came from the other side of the communication device. He didn't dare to speak too much nonsense and directly spilled out all the information in detail.
However, the figure's expression did not change at all. All he said was, "Got it. Keep him alive. Before 10 am tomorrow, Star — Shadow will be here."
Then, the figure seemed to have thought of something and added, "No matter what you do to suppress him, you must use everything you have."
After saying that, the man hung up the communication device.
However, the black-robed figure did not leave immediately. Instead, he asked worriedly, "My lord, according to the information, it's that person's son. You only sent Ying, right? "
"Not Obscurus alone, he will be leading a team of 10 people," the figure who was addressed as the master replied.
"I don't think it's safe either. Why don't we let Councilman L …? "The black-robed man suggested.
"There's no need for that. We don't have enough evidence. A seed alone is not enough to prove it. Besides, seeds have thousands of forms. The form he showed is only the basic form that many seeds will show, "Lord replied.
"But there aren't many seeds. If we misplace it … "The black-robed man said this and bowed again to express his fear.
Lord stood up and said word by word, "The key evidence lies in the Genetic Chain. We have a total of nine suspected targets on our side. The whereabouts of Mad Lion is the key. Recently, someone suspected to be Mad Lion has appeared in Shiro City.
"Tang Yun of Shiro City is the key to the target. His Genetic Chain … "
"I understand what Lord means. The main target is still Shiro City. When the time comes, we'll compare it with Young Master Long's Genetic Chain and we'll definitely find that person's son. "The black-robed man understood immediately.
"Yes, Shiro City is a Level 1 safety city. It's extremely powerful. I'm more concerned about that side. Go and do your thing," Lord ordered.
Hearing this, the black-robed man held the communication device in his hand and carefully retreated step by step while facing His Lord.
As the door of the room closed, the Lord seemed to have lost the mood to cultivate. He walked to the edge of the room and pushed gently with one hand. A huge window was pushed open.
The howling wind filled the room. Lord looked into the distance and said in a deep voice, "Tang Feng, Tang Yun? The storm is rising again? "
"Even if you die, you still want to leave a glimmer of hope? No, there's no hope for the dead. The puzzle you left behind will be solved and the Tinder Project will be destroyed by me one by one. "
"That includes your son."
"It won't take too long."
As he spoke, Lord raised his head. His gaze seemed to penetrate the endless clouds, the atmosphere, and the endless universe.
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