Dewdrop Ice could condense water into ice, but it could not create water out of thin air. The source of water was crucial to the effect of this ability.
There was no environment more conducive to the use of Dewdrop Ice than right now. Torrential rain, an endless source of water, inexhaustible.
Zong Zhenghao had just grabbed a handful of ice, but he threw it away casually. He had the capital to be so wasteful.
He opened his hands again, and mist formed on his palms.
The raindrops fell, hitting his palms. When they splashed, they had become ice beads of various sizes.
Zong Zhenghao maintained this position without moving, but the splashing ice beads flew towards Lu Ping as if they had eyes of their own.
Some flew fast, some flew slowly, some hid behind others, and some accidentally collided with each other in flight. Zong Zhenghao did not even bother to control it. With the rain as his backing, why would he care about such details? The dense ice beads were like a silver dragon, flying towards Lu Ping.
"Die!" Zong Zhenghao said with confidence and certainty.
"Who?" Lu Ping was confused. He replied with a single word.
Striding forward, swinging his fist!
The fist passed through the rain. The raindrops fell, hitting his hands and wrists, making dripping sounds. The fist pierced through the air, making a shrill sound.
This sound!
Zong Zhenghao's three spirits were connected, and one of them was the Crying Spirit. He was naturally more sensitive to the Crying Spirit. He quickly sensed the Crying Spirit in Lu Ping's punch. This was not one punch, but many punches. His arms and wrists vibrated very quickly and subtly, like the vibrations of sound.
The Crying Spirit was connected!
It was an absolute connection. Only those in the Connected realm could use their Soul Power to such a degree. From the first to the sixth level of the Perception realm, the Soul Power strengthened the cultivator's eyesight, hearing, and other basic qualities.
At this point, Zong Zhenghao had finally grasped some information about Lu Ping. But then … A louder sound came.
The ice beads shattered.
This was like a punch of countless punches. Who knew how many ice beads shattered in that instant. The sound of the punches coming together was like the sound of raindrops falling to the ground.
The sound continued. It was transmitting, spreading, and breaking new ice beads!
Zong Zhenghao's expression changed.
Every time the ice bead shattered, there would be a sound. Even if there was no difference in time, two sounds would ring out at the same time. There were still two voices. Lu Ping had actually poured the Soul of Cry into almost every shattering sound in an instant. What kind of speed was this?
Zong Zhenghao finally understood how terrifying Lu Ping was.
Speed!
It was a speed that ordinary people couldn't see. Zong Zhenghao detected Lu Ping's internal speed and the speed at which his Soul Power revolved. This was the root cause of all of Lu Ping's external performances, including his soul-listening ability.
How could such a speed be possible?
Not only was Zong Zhenghao sure that he couldn't do it, but he also knew that no one had ever done it before.
What kind of monster was this Lu Ping?
The attacks did not stop, but Zong Zhenghao felt that the rain was not heavy enough. He felt that the raindrops that landed on his palms were not dense enough. Compared to Lu Ping's Soul of Cry, the rain was too slow. It was so slow that his attacks could not keep up with the speed at which Lu Ping was breaking them.
The silver dragon formed by the ice beads was shrinking. The distance between him and Lu Ping was shrinking.
Zong Zhenghao was no longer as calm and unmoving as before. He just used the rain to turn them into ice and shoot them out. His hands danced quickly, absorbing as much of the rainwater falling from the sky as he could, creating as many concentrated attacks as he could.
But, it was not enough. It was not enough. He did not dare to be careless anymore. He tried his best, but his attacks still could not suppress Lu Ping. The ice beads that he shot out were all broken.
More. Hurry up!
Zong Zhenghao jumped up. He grabbed the water that was created by his feet and used it to his advantage. Zong Zhenghao, the chief inspector of the State Council, who was always calm and collected, was finally forced to this point. He was dancing like a clown, all for the sake of obtaining more water from the sky and the earth.
Although his demeanor was ugly, it was very effective. But it was really effective. The water splashes on the ground greatly increased the power of the Dew Ice, and the silver dragon formed by the ice beads became even brighter.
But for Lu Ping, what he felt the most was that it was too noisy. It was too noisy.
He had been using his Listening Soul to judge Zong Zhenghao's attacks. Without it, his attacks could not have been so accurate.
However, Zong Zhenghao's attacks didn't stop, and there was a large number of them. Lu Ping's Soul Listening Skill was in a strenuous state, and he didn't have the time to make a complete judgment. But now, he needed to analyze even more Soul Power. In just an instant, Lu Ping felt like his mind was in a mess. The sound of so many Soul Power flowing together made him feel a stabbing pain in his head.
He could no longer distinguish each sound. He could no longer tell where the souls were coming from.
Zong Zhenghao did not know about Lu Ping's Listening Soul ability, but the special nature of his attacks forcefully broke Lu Ping's Listening Soul.
Bright ice beads flew in front of him. He had originally been able to judge where they were coming from and how fast they were coming from, but now he had completely lost it.
Since he could not judge, he could only punch like this.
Lu Ping raised his hand and punched. He could not judge his opponent, so he could only do his best. He was heavily injured and could not hold on for long. Victory or defeat, life or death, depended on this.
Lu Ping punched. He focused on punching. But he did not stop using the Listening Soul. The Crying Soul was the only pure soul power he could obtain. It was the most powerful. However, the method he had obtained it was the rhythm he had learned from Yun Chong. This rhythm would naturally produce the effect of listening to one's soul …
The Listening Soul was still there, but Lu Ping's mind was no longer on the sounds. There was only this punch in his mind, the punch that would decide whether he and Su Tang lived or died.
As long as he did not fall, he would never give up hope!
Punch!
The wind from the punch was cold.
Lu Ping was a few steps away from Zong Zhenghao. If this punch wanted to hit Zong Zhenghao, he had to be a few steps closer.
What welcomed him was the silver dragon-like ice beads. Lu Ping charged forward. His fist broke through the air and the rain. Finally, it hit the silver dragon-like ice beads.
The ice beads shattered!
But it was only limited to the part that was hit by the punch. Then, with the fist as the starting point, it was like a ray of light. The ice beads were shattering, the rain that fell into them were shattering, and even the air was shattering.
What was this?
Zong Zhenghao's eyes widened. He saw that the shattering was even faster than the ice beads he shot out. In an instant, it had connected to his hands. It was as if someone had suddenly drawn a line, a line of shattering.
The ice beads broke, the rain broke, and the air broke.
The line connected to Zong Zhenghao's hands, and so his hands broke too.
This was not the end. The cracks spread from Zong Zhenghao's hands to his arms, shoulders, and up to his head. Zong Zhenghao's hair suddenly broke and scattered in the wind and rain. From his feet to his feet, the rainwater around his feet suddenly rippled and spread out evenly. Then, with a cracking sound, the ripples were destroyed. The stone floor under Zong Zhenghao's feet was already covered with cracks like a spider web.
"The Crying Soul?" The ice beads that flew out of Zong Zhenghao's hands had stopped. He stared at Lu Ping. The only thing he could confirm was that the soul power that spread along the way was the Crying Soul.
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