Tang Ling's performance was average?
Even Gu Dao, who had always been Boss Huang's best friend, felt that Boss Huang was being too pretentious when he said that.
Madam Qing reminded Boss Huang, "Huang Dao, you have to remember that you shouldn't take sides. Back then, you insisted on keeping Tang Ling by your side, so … "
"Alright, alright." Boss Huang waved his hand impatiently. His gaze at Madam Qing seemed to be complaining about something else.
Perhaps from Boss Huang's point of view, others could choose not to understand him, but Madam Qing understood him.
As a matter of fact, Boss Huang's opinion of Tang Ling was not as simple as being pretentious. He seemed to be very confident in Tang Ling to the extent that he said something that would shock the audience later.
Unfortunately, the one who shocked the audience was not Tang Ling but Tang Long.
His first move had broken the record and it was the Hell difficulty, the Bloody Tower. It was hard to imagine what he would run into in the next level. Was there a scenario harder than the Bloody Tower?
It would be hard to find.
On the other hand, Tang Long was very calm. He sat on the chair in the resting lounge with one hand supporting his chin. His simple action was indescribably elegant.
He was watching the battle!
Inside the resting lounge, he could also see the battle progress on the ten big screens.
Tang Long was not in the mood to watch the others. Even though he wanted to ignore Tang Ling, his eyes uncontrollably landed on Tang Ling's battle.
"It shouldn't be." After a single glance at Tang Ling's battle, Tang Long came up with the answer.
In other people's eyes, Tang Ling's battle was filled with beauty and power, but Tang Long, who also possessed Precise Instinct, could easily see through the essence of the battle.
His strength, speed, reflexes, and stamina were all over the place!
In his current state, coupled with his Precise Instinct, his killing speed could be doubled.
It was unlike now, where he had only killed 17 killer demons after entering Gray Mist Street for two minutes and seven seconds.
"If it were me, with my Precise Instinct fully activated and my stamina conserved, I can still finish the battle in four minutes." Tang Long quickly came up with the killer demon's data, and he also came up with some data based on his own situation.
He did not think Tang Ling would be able to widen the gap between them in the first level because both of them had a lot that they had yet to reveal.
However, even under such circumstances … 4 minutes was an extremely reasonable number.
"What does he want?" Tang Long's calm expression changed a little, but at the next moment, he sharply realized that Tang Ling did not fully utilize his Precise Instinct to fight. Instead, he was searching for another form.
And this state was …
"How do I apply the spirit visualization technique perfectly in battle? After all, iron blanks are inanimate objects, and their structure is very simple. "
"But I'm facing a living creature. Heartbeat, blood flow, breathing, and other factors will all become obstacles to the visualization method. How can I break through this obstacle?" Tang Ling reached out with his left hand and grabbed a killer demon by the neck. The sharp Grade A alloy dagger twirled around his fingertips before he gently slit a vein on the killer demon's neck.
His skin split open and blood splattered everywhere!
The warm and fishy blood splattered on Tang Ling's chest.
Tang Ling tossed the killer demon's body away and swung his Grade A longsword backward, cutting off a claw that reached for him.
The battle was instinctive. Tang Ling was bathed in blood, which was a stark contrast to Tang Long's clean and elegant appearance.
He took a step forward, and the mist on Gray Mist Street seemed to tremble, but Tang Ling's eyes were still filled with confusion.
How should I focus my mind? How should I find the state that allows me to see through the iron?! This state was similar to the time when he could see through the energy flow. As long as he could apply the spirit visualization technique in battle, Tang Ling believed he could soon reach that state.
No, I can't be too fast!
I have to slow down!
Three more enemies dashed out from the gray mist as if they did not want to give Tang Ling time to catch his breath.
It was then that Tang Ling leaned against the wall and kicked one of the killer demons away. At the same time, he swung his longsword at the second killer demon without a second thought.
He pressed forward with indomitable will! The stunning sword intent appeared again!
The second Killer Demon widened its eyes, its monkey-like face filled with disbelief. Then, it watched helplessly as a stream of blood flowed down its forehead and its body was split in half.
With such a powerful sword intent, even though Tang Ling was wielding a longsword, he could have easily completed the double S rank and triggered the SSS rank scenario in a much faster manner.
As long as one had the slightest bit of knowledge in the arena, they would have noticed the problem. Tang Ling's stunning performance was actually suppressing his own strength in the battle! He had another goal in mind!
On top of that, how could he do it? Those who knew the truth knew that the stunning sword strike was a random sword strike that Tang Ling and Han Xing comprehended during their battle in the Desperado Ring.
The sword strike already contained a shallow sword intent.
Something related to the sword intent was not something that could be fully mastered by a random sword strike. One had to repeatedly experience the state of that particular sword strike in order to truly master it!
These two discoveries caused everyone to sink into a strange, silent state.
Could it be that the era was about to undergo another great change? First, there was the stunning Tang Long, who far surpassed the top geniuses of the previous generation. Now, there was Tang Ling, who also surpassed the top geniuses of the previous generation.
Other than the two of them, let's look at the performance of the others! The tall black teenager with a ponytail, the sickly teenager, Ling Yu of the Dark Nine Feathers … All ten of the people on the big screens would be at the pinnacle of supremacy if they were placed in other eras of the Purple Moon era.
The people who had gone through the apocalypse were sensitive in their hearts. The emergence of new geniuses sometimes meant violent upheavals.
Just like in the old civilization, the era of physics geniuses was filled with painful memories of war!
At that moment, there was only one consolation in the people's hearts.
Whether it was Tang Ling or Tang Long, they were not as stunning as Tang Feng of the previous generation! That should be the case!
In this strange silence, only Tang Long remained calm from beginning to end.
It was normal for Tang Ling to be able to unleash the sword intent. The scary thing about Precise Instinct was its precision.
After using the technique once, Precise Instinct had copied every detail and even the thoughts and consciousness of the technique. Tang Ling would be an idiot if he could not use the sword intent again. He did not deserve to possess Precise Instinct.
As for what Tang Ling wanted to do? Tang Long had a vague guess. Was Tang Ling trying to comprehend the second stage of Precise Instinct, the Mind's Eye?
If that's the case … Tang Long clasped his hands together as complicated emotions rumbled in his heart. His Precise Instinct had barely reached the second stage, but he did not reveal the technique from the start because it was unnecessary.
Come to think of it, Tang Long's little brother was really fast at catching up.
Still, it did not matter since the blood of the man named Tang Feng flowed in their veins.
Even if Tang Ling really reached the second stage, he was confident that he could soon reach the third stage, the Mind's Eye.
Once he reached that stage, he would be able to see the flowing energy.
Tang Ling had no idea what the people outside were thinking, but even if he knew, he would not care.
Out of the three killer demons that charged at him, one was temporarily taken care of. Since one was dead, the last one …
Under everyone's astonished gaze, Tang Ling tossed the longsword away and punched the murderous demon's nose with his fist.
Weak spots: the nose, neck, skull, temple, back of the neck, heart, abdomen … What would happen to the weak spots if they were hit or not?
How would the breathing rhythm change? How would the blood flow change? How would the heartbeat be affected? How would the fine nerves in the body react? How would the muscles contract?
It was the stupidest way to go about it. Using the collected data to prove the data and using the results to support the spirit visualization was correct!
Tang Ling did not care how amazing his results were. To him, an SSS rating was enough. The key was to improve himself!
Therefore, the people saw a new way of fighting for Tang Ling. He abandoned his weapon and punched with his fists.
His movements were fast and precise. The feeling of his punches was still beautiful as if he was the king of fighters from the old civilization.
Other than Tang Long, no one else would have guessed that Tang Ling was collecting data.
Because of that, Tang Ling's clearing speed slowed down, but no one dared to underestimate him. Instead, they looked even more serious.
They knew Tang Ling could clear Gray Mist Street in a faster and more spectacular manner!
3 minutes and 17 seconds later, Tang Ling completed 20 slashes.
5 minutes and 29 seconds later, Tang Ling completed 30 slashes.
6 minutes and 46 seconds later, Tang Ling completed 37 slashes.
He had reached the end of Gray Mist Street and all the killer demons were killed.
It was then that a voice echoed in Tang Ling's ears. [Kill mission completed in 8 minutes. SS rating achieved.] Successfully triggered SSS rating: The Last Demon of Gray Mist Street.]
Tang Ling quickly came back to his senses. Even though he had slowed down, he still managed to kill all the killer demons for practice.
What a pity. If he had a dozen more killer demons for practice, he would be able to collect more data and the analysis would be closer to the truth.
Nevertheless, it did not matter anymore. The real spirit visualization was not something that could be achieved by relying on data. Data was just a support that allowed the spirit visualization to reach the entry level.
Tang Ling had a feeling that he had found a way to apply the spirit visualization in battle.
With that in mind, Gray Mist Street started to tremble violently. The mist quickly dispersed and a huge body appeared at the end of Gray Mist Street.
Some in the crowd started to exclaim, "Is this against the rules? Why is there such a thing here? "
Indeed, from a certain perspective, it was against the rules. A real demon had appeared on Gray Mist Street. It was a special monster that would make children cry at the mention of its name.
All of them had a common name, zombie beasts!
The one in front of them was the infamous zombie beast, the Black Shroom Zombie Ape!
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