The moment he faced Gao Tianming, Wang Ling had already thought of more than three thousand ways to get rid of Gao Tianming perfectly. But Gao Tianming wasn't evil; it was just that the power of Shadow Dao had infinitely magnified the dark and distracting thoughts in his heart, so much so that it was now too late for him to recover.
Wang Ling didn't intend to kill Gao Tianming; he just wanted to take back the power of Shadow Dao. As long as he did so, the darkness in Gao Tianming's heart would fade.
This was the best method Wang Ling could think of before the situation really escalated.
At that moment, Gao Tianming had pretended to be smart and had sealed off the entire battlefield, but he had ended up helping Wang Ling instead. With no one around to disturb him, Wang Ling could use his ability without worry.
He took a step forward. It was only a single step, but a tremendous pressure instantly fell like a waterfall of the Milky Way, forming an overwhelming pressure that made it difficult for Gao Tianming to breathe.
"You …" Gao Tianming stared at Wang Ling, his face full of astonishment and disbelief. In his opinion, this should have been a good way to use the power of Shadow Dao to catch a turtle in a jar! But he never thought that this turtle would actually be him!
This wasn't the power of a Foundation Establishment cultivator!
"Are you and I the same kind of person?" Gao Tianming looked at the pair of red dead fish eyes in front of him and tried to confirm the look in Wang Ling's King's Eye, but he couldn't get an answer.
The same kind of person?
Of course they were different …
Although Gao Tianming's power of Shadow Dao was better, it wasn't even one billionth of Wang Nuan's power.
Wang Ling had already analyzed Shadow Dao before. Although he wasn't very proficient at it, he had already gotten a glimpse of the basics.
Wang Ling now had the support of four Great Dao.
Major Dao: Heavenly Dao! This was what Wang Ling had been born with.
Divine Dao: this was what he had learned after spending two long minutes on Divine Dao Star.
Fate Dao: this was what Wang Ling had comprehended when he had captured Bai Youquan in prison.
Shadow Dao: in order to destroy those frozen dumplings, and for the sake of his little sister Wang Nuan, Wang Ling had specially studied it.
These were the four Great Dao that Wang Ling currently mastered.
In fact, there was actually another "Outer Dao" that could make one immune to all kinds of magic attacks.
However, strictly speaking, the Outer Dao could not be classified as a Great Dao. It was just a branch of the Heavenly Dao.
Previously, Bai Youquan's father, President Bai Zhe, had thought that he had mastered a Great Dao, but the power of "Outer Dao" was still far inferior to the Heavenly Dao.
So in summary, compared with Wang Ling, Gao Tianming's Shadow Dao couldn't be considered "phoenix feathers and qilin horns." It could only be considered a chicken feather, and a chick at that.
Unfortunately, Gao Tianming clearly didn't know what true power was.
It was just as Nan Yixiu had said.
Gao Tianming was a crazy man.
Until the very last moment, when Gao Tianming truly felt the gap between their strengths, when he truly despaired and gave up, this person would definitely continue to make mistakes.
"In this world, I alone am enough!" In the next moment, Gao Tianming attacked hysterically as he manipulated two puppets to flank Wang Ling from left and right. This was a puppet "Slayer" that was even more lethal and faster than Splitter, which had dealt with Wang Zhen previously!
The more dexterous mechanism design allowed the hook-shaped golden wheels at the "Slayer"'s waist to spin rapidly as it approached.
Wang Ling could see that Gao Tianming was intent on killing him.
With the power of Shadow Dao attached to them, the gears on the two Slayers could now spin more than one hundred and three hundred million times per second. This kind of power was enough to split gold and break stone! It could even split a mountain in half!
But this speed still couldn't compare to Wang Ling's hula hoop speed when he was seven years old. Back then, when Wang Ling was far from being as powerful as he was now, his hula hoop speed had already reached two hundred million times per second.
He had even been able to directly escape gravity by hula hoop, and directly take off from the ground like a helicopter propeller, rushing out of the Earth for the first time …
But as the saying went, "A real man doesn't boast about his past exploits." Those were all the tricks he had played when he was young, and Wang Ling disdained showing them off in front of outsiders.
But it was precisely because of his hula hoop experience back then (because the hula hoop was often broken, Wang Ling later learned the skill of hula hoop in the void).
Now, without the hula hoop, Wang Ling could only rely on the strength of his waist to twist and turn, and with just ten percent of his strength, he could spin more than one billion times per second!
Thus, when Gao Tianming controlled the "Slayers" to attack, Wang Ling almost subconsciously started to twist his slender waist at a high frequency. Because the speed was so fast, Gao Tianming could actually see Wang Ling's entire body in a blurry and hazy state.
As Wang Ling twisted and turned, the entire top of Mist Peak began to sway slightly, just like a high-frequency Ghost Animal video on Bilibili.
When the two Slayers collided with Wang Ling at a speed of one billion times per second, there was naturally only one outcome: death and destruction.
When the Slayers exploded next to Wang Ling and its parts disintegrated one by one, Gao Tianming simply couldn't believe his eyes.
A gear the size of a palm fell to the ground and rolled to Gao Tianming's feet …
When Gao Tianming picked it up, he was actually scalded by the heat from the gear's body.
He hadn't clearly seen what Wang Ling had done at all, and his Slayers had actually directly exploded just like that!
"What on earth did you do?! Wang Ling! " Gao Tianming roared angrily. He was very loud, and his volume was extremely intimidating, like a mental patient yelling hysterically at someone.
But in Wang Ling's eyes, this was just incompetent rage.
"Physical attacks have no effect on me." This was the first time he had spoken to Gao Tianming since the start of the battle, and it could be considered a kind reminder.
It was only after seeing the Slayer that Wang Ling recalled the idiotic move he had developed back then that he had seen the Slayer; it was especially idiotic when it was rotated at a low speed.
But when the speed of rotation increased, others wouldn't be able to clearly see what he was doing.
Moreover, his body had become a sage long ago. Even if he didn't twist his waist, the Slayers would just be seeking their own destruction if they hit him.
"I'm going to turn you into my collection!" Gao Tianming's eyes were red as he looked at Wang Ling. Although he didn't know why Wang Ling, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, was as strong as him, he already had the idea of turning Wang Ling into a puppet figurine.
"Become my puppet, Classmate Wang Ling!" Gao Tianming sneered. With a snap of his fingers, his shadow gradually rose from the ground and materialized behind him!
This was Gao Tianming's Shadow Image — a clown on strings emitting an evil aura!
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