That's right.
The only thing he was worried about was Su Siao. He was afraid that Su Siao would save Tang Ling during the crucial moment.
It was entirely possible, and if it really came to that, Clyne could only blame himself for being unlucky.
However, there was no movement at all, so Clyne would not miss this chance to kill Tang Ling.
He had a feeling that the reinforcements from the Stardust Council had arrived.
Less than 0.1 seconds of hesitation later, Clyne dashed towards Tang Ling. For the sake of efficiency, he drew the dagger from his boot and stabbed it towards Tang Ling's neck.
At the same time, Tang Ling also showed a fearful and surprised expression.
However, just as Clyne's dagger was about to touch Tang Ling, a giant hand grabbed his hand that was holding the dagger.
"You didn't expect this, did you?" A mischievous glint flashed over Tang Ling's eyes.
Then, Tang Ling's other arm swelled up and the layers of ice shattered.
Without a second thought, Clyne's other fist glowed in white as he punched the second arm that broke through the ice.
However, Tang Ling had no intention of dodging. He extended a finger and jabbed it towards Clyne's body.
The crystal-covered fist landed on Tang Ling's arm, and the layers of ice started to freeze Tang Ling's arm again.
However, in such a short period of time, Tang Ling's giant finger swiftly poked Clyne's body three times.
All three of them landed on the cracks on Clyne's armor. It was effortless.
"You don't have to waste your time …" Before Clyne could finish, he suddenly clutched his chest. His face twisted and his breaths hastened.
Tang Ling let go of Clyne with a cold smile. Clyne fell to the ground and curled up like a cooked prawn.
"Huu, huu, huu …" Even breathing was strenuous for him, but he mustered all his strength to speak in a stutter, "W-What did you do?"
If Tang Ling was not frozen, he would never have told Clyne the answer, but since he had to wait for the ice to break, he did not mind telling him since he was bored.
"I didn't do anything. It's just that I can see something in this state. It's called weakness. Do you understand now?"
Clyne's eyes widened. He seemed to understand, but at the same time, he didn't.
Indeed, at the level of a Purple Moon Warrior, from a physical point of view, the body did not have any particular weakness.
However, in his current state, his Precise Instinct went through an astonishing change: he could see the flow of energy.
Through this, he could also see through a person's intrinsic weakness.
That's right. Due to different energy exertion habits, different talents, and various other reasons, the flow of energy in each person's body was different.
Following a person's movements, the flowing energy would form nodes. Some nodes would not have a smooth flow of energy, which would form the so-called weak points.
The reason why Tang Ling changed his attack earlier was to attack Clyne's weaknesses.
As a matter of fact, Tang Ling had revealed some flaws before this, and the flaw was Aber.
As a matter of fact, Aber's fake death was very realistic. If Tang Ling's Precise Instinct did not change, he would not have seen through Aber's fake death.
Aber's innate ability was a useless defensive ability, which was to shift the position of his internal organs.
The moment Tang Ling stepped into the room, Aber quietly shifted his heart.
Tang Ling happened to see the changes and flow of energy in the room.
Of course, Aber could have prepared it beforehand.
However, he did not. The reason was probably because there was a time limit to the shift of his organs.
Since Tang Ling saw through the trick, he would not fall for it. All he did was watch Aber put on a show. Aber gave him hope and crushed it in the end.
Tang Ling was more than happy to torture a scumbag like Aber.
Then, Tang Ling put on a show to show that he did not want to be led by the nose by Aber, but he was actually putting on a show for Clyne, who was monitoring him.
He did not want to expose the fact that he could see through weaknesses and the flow of energy.
During the fight, Tang Ling had calculated a total of 167 weak spots on Clyne's body based on the energy flow in his body.
As long as Tang Ling broke 19 weaknesses in a certain direction, the energy in Clyne's body would turn turbulent and surge towards his heart.
With his Precise Instinct, Tang Ling saw through Clyne's scheme a long time ago.
He noticed that each of Clyne's punches was laced with water vapor. At first, Tang Ling thought that Clyne's talent was water.
However, as the battle went on, Tang Ling sensed a tenacious coldness in the water vapor that did not disperse.
Tang Ling immediately realized that Clyne's talent was a variant of the water talent — the ice talent!
Maybe because his talent was not outstanding enough, Clyne was slowly setting up a trap. He covered the whole ring and Tang Ling in the water vapor. His goal was clear.
Since his talent was not strong enough, he would slowly set up a trap to seal Tang Ling in ice!
Tang Ling played along with Clyne's plan. He pretended to be frozen and seized the opportunity to capture Clyne. Then, he poked through the last three weaknesses in one go.
If it were not for Clyne's scheme, Tang Ling would have a headache because the small wounds in the first few rounds of the fight might not have alerted Clyne.
However, every time Tang Ling poked through the last three spots, the disharmonious flow of energy would become clearer and clearer.
If Clyne, the old fox, noticed it, it would not be easy for Tang Ling to get away with it.
After all, Clyne could still stall the warrior and Tang Ling would not be able to maintain his form for much longer.
Clyne thought hard about Tang Ling's simple answer. He felt like his heart was going to explode from the turbulent flow of energy, but he could not do anything to reverse the situation.
As a matter of fact, Clyne was not to blame.
He should have known that even if Tang Ling's energy could not support his entire body to become a giant, what about one of his arms?
What were the chances of that happening? Not only was it not possible, but it was also so small that even a cautious person like Clyne would miss it.
All kinds of war seeds were not a secret, and because of that, only a handful of people knew about them.
One of the ironclad rules was that non-consumable war seeds were difficult to control. Activating them would consume a huge amount of spirit, let alone precise control.
To achieve precise control of the war seeds …
Firstly, one's spirit had to reach a terrifying level.
Secondly, one had to achieve a high degree of fusion with the war seed.
The second point might seem simple, but it was actually harder to achieve because many people had possessed the war seed for a few decades and yet they could not achieve the so-called high degree of fusion.
How to fuse the war seed and what was the key point? No one could figure out any pattern or pattern.
Could Tang Ling do it? Clyne did not even consider the possibility.
If Tang Ling's spirit was strong enough to the point that he could control the war seed with precision, he would already be an Excellencer.
On top of that, Tang Ling was only 15 years old. He might only have a basic grasp of the war seed, so how could he achieve a high degree of fusion?
However, Clyne had forgotten that Tang Ling was a miracle kid who had created miracles one after another.
Tang Ling did not have any tricks up his sleeves, so Clyne knew it was inevitable that he would lose to Tang Ling.
Clyne's breathing hastened after he figured it out. His heart was swelling to its limit. He had one more question. Did he really want to know the answer to his question before he died?
"Y-Your … talent?" He looked at Tang Ling with a desperate gaze.
"Talent? Precise, right? "Tang Ling did not plan to lie to a dead man.
"You … You lied to me!" Clyne spat out a mouthful of blood and widened his eyes. His body straightened up and he died in front of Tang Ling.
Tang Ling was shocked. Why did he say that? Wasn't his talent only Precise Instinct all along?
However, the moment the thought popped up in his mind, a bone-chilling sense of danger enveloped him.
Without a second thought, Tang Ling called out in his heart, "Little seed, transform!"
Instantly, Tang Ling's body started to transform rapidly, followed by excruciating pain in his abdomen.
A strange weapon as thick as a chopstick perforated Tang Ling's abdomen.
It was going to pierce Tang Ling's liver, but Tang Ling completed his transformation at that moment. His muscles that were a few times stronger tightened and clamped the strange weapon in his abdomen.
He did not have the time to talk or see who the attacker was. The little seed's energy storage only lasted two seconds.
This was Tang Ling's final trump card. He was going to use it on Clyne.
"Hehehe." The ambusher let out a low laugh. Since his attack had missed, he immediately pulled out his strange weapon and left.
However, Tang Ling seized the opportunity to enter his strongest super form and saw seven blinking red dots on the attacker's arm.
Seven weak points! Why did the weakness show up at this moment?!
Without a second thought, Tang Ling punched the ambusher's weak point.
One had to admit that attacking a weak point was very effective. With a single punch, the attacker's hand went limp and he let go of his weapon.
However, he did not seem to want to lose just like that. His other hand twisted at an impossible angle and sneaked into Tang Ling's back. A similar long and thin weapon appeared in his hand.
He aimed it at Tang Ling's kidney.
This time around, Tang Ling did not even have time to defend himself. However, at this point, Tang Ling, who had gone berserk in battle, smiled and punched the attacker's left abdomen.
Tang Ling's right abdomen was his biggest weakness!
Bang! Tang Ling's punch landed precisely on the target spot, but the attacker was terrifyingly strong. He twisted his body 360 degrees and shifted his fatal weakness to the other side at the crucial moment.
However, his successful ambush was interrupted. His special weapon only managed to poke a little bit through Tang Ling's kidney.
Maybe because the attacker sensed how powerful Tang Ling was, after the second attack, he quickly ran away and vanished under the shadow of the iron cage.
Tang Ling looked around helplessly, but he could not find any trace of the attacker.
He could only maintain his weakened state for two seconds!
Two seconds later, Tang Ling would be in a weakened state. Coupled with the weakened state from using a low-tier war seed, the weakened state would be no different from being paralyzed.
The two exchanges of blows had consumed Tang Ling's entire time.
There was only one second left! Tang Ling was helpless. All he could do was wait helplessly.
"Am I going to fail just like this?" Tang Ling watched helplessly as his body shrunk rapidly. He felt like his body was punctured with holes as the energy drained from his body. Then, he fell to the ground with a thud.
He could not help it. This time around, he could not even blink his eyes.
Following the gloomy laughter, Tang Ling saw a tiny black shadow crawl out from the shadow of the iron cage.
Then, it quickly took shape and turned into the sneak attacker.
It was then that Tang Ling got a clear look at the ambusher. The ambusher was wearing a tight-fitting gray night suit and a strange white mask with a crying expression on it.
"Hello, I'm Ying.
It's my honor to kill Tang Feng's son with my own hands. " As he spoke, he floated to Tang Ling and squatted down. He raised all ten of his fingers and transformed them into the strange-looking, long, black weapon.
"I'm sorry. I should have captured you alive. Now that I've confirmed your identity, it's no longer necessary. " After that, Ying's movements were swift. He stabbed the two weapons at Tang Ling's weak points, his heart and neck.
Tang Feng? Tang Ling's heart churned with bitter hatred.
He would rather die than hear that name because he did not even want to know his name.
Why did he reject the Dragon Army? It was because the Dragon Army was his follower, was it not?
At the very last moment, because of what Ying said, countless thoughts flooded Tang Ling's mind uncontrollably.
Tang Ling was not an idiot. In fact, he was very smart.
He had already connected all the clues to Dian Dian, but he did not want to think further. He was afraid to think further.
However, just because he did not want to, did it mean that he did not know the answer? As a matter of fact, the black-mantled men were only one step away from telling him that he was the son of a great hero.
However, the moment Tang Ling confirmed it, he could not help but feel bitter and mad.
Therefore, he even rejected the Dragon Army and treated their sacrifice coldly.
The hero in other people's eyes was nothing in Tang Ling's heart!
Father? Countless times in the past, Tang Ling had fantasized about such a person. He imagined whether the person would be like the other fathers in the settlement, quietly tearing the best leg meat for their children when they hunted for food.
He could grumble and grumble while ignoring the exhaustion, lifting his son up high and placing him on his shoulder. He would show an honest smile with a sense of pride and walk into the crowd. 'Look, this is my cute son.'
When he was weak, helpless, or even willful, he could say, 'Yes, daddy is here.'
He did not have any of those.
But it did not matter! There must be a reason. There must be an insurmountable reason that forced him to abandon Tang Ling at the last minute.
Tang Ling tried to understand the situation, but he could not understand it. He was not compromised and left behind. He was on the verge of death before his grandmother's family picked him up.
It was what he heard from his dead foster parents, his foster parents, and he believed it without a doubt.
Was this what a hero would do? If he was abandoned, what about his mother? What about his mother? Why did everyone call him a father who was a hero but no one mentioned his pitiful mother? He must have been 'properly abandoned', right?
Tang Ling did not want to speculate about his father, but he had to.
If there were not so many Dragon Army soldiers hiding in the city, Tang Ling would have tried to understand the situation with kindness.
However, it was because of the Dragon Army that Tang Ling hated!
He hated why the Dragon Army did not show up during the Bloody Night in the settlement. Even if only one of them showed up, his grandmother and sister would not have died!
He hated living in poverty in the settlement for so many years. He did not mind being a boy, but why did no one show gratitude to his grandmother for adopting them? Was it that difficult to bring them to the Safety Sector?
He hated the Dragon Army because they were not afraid of death. All they wanted was to announce the return of his son and the return of the Dragon Army in a grand manner.
Was this what his heroic father had planned before his death?!
Tang Ling's heart was sour. He hated himself for not being cold enough. The deaths of the Dragon Army one after another eventually moved him, and he shouldered the responsibility without hesitation.
In the end, he even wanted to bring Clyne's body out and end everything.
What a joke! My heroic father … Tang Ling wanted to close his eyes and wait for death to descend upon him. It was as short as a blink of an eye, and he already felt that the strange, thin weapon was about to pierce his skin.
It was at that moment that a clanging noise sounded, followed by a cloud of dust falling on Tang Ling's head and body.
As if Shadow sensed something, it did not leave. Instead, it sped up and stabbed Tang Ling's body again.
Boom! A giant earth pillar burst out from the ground and sent Shadow flying. Then, a rough voice echoed in the garage. "Do you think you can still kill Tang Ling now that I'm here?"
Shadow was decisive. After it heard the voice, it vanished into the shadows while it was still in the air.
Then, Tang Ling felt himself being lifted up and placed on a wide back. A rope was swiftly tied around him.
"I'm late." Su Siao turned around and said. Tang Ling opened his eyes and saw a lot of blood on Su Siao's body. It seemed like Su Siao had gone through a fierce battle.
However, it was too late to explain. Su Siao raised his hand and countless dust particles swirled around his hand. Soil pillars rose up from the ground one after another and all the shadowy spots were pierced by the soil pillars.
Shadow could no longer hide anymore. He escaped from the shadows and countless thin weapons burst out from his body, hurling them at Su Siao.
At the same time, the dust swirling around Su Siao's hand turned into sturdy soil particles and was fired at Shadow.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Countless clanging noises were heard. Shadow's weapons were all knocked to the ground, and the remaining soil particles were all swept towards Shadow.
However, in that brief moment, Shadow stuffed a small, strange-looking bamboo flute into his mask's mouth and blew it.
It was then that the sound of flapping wings came from the window. A giant shadow flew towards the window.
Shadow leaped onto the shadow's back, and when the soil particles hit his body, Shadow dashed away.
He left a voice behind, "Mad Lion, you can't run away from what's coming. His identity has been confirmed, hasn't it? Run! Hahahaha … "
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