Kapitel 249: Chapter 249: Ruthless Means! Martial God Pressure
Actually,
Everyone was not only amazed by this non-specialist's decisive killing.
They were also amazed by the peculiar methods of this non-specialist, which were unprecedented.
So much so that no one present knew what methods Ling Zhan had used from start to finish.
Actually...
There weren't many methods.
At the beginning, the subjugation of the purple flame fireballs was naturally due to the 'Flame God Title' effect.
'Subjugation of All Flames'!
And the reason why the purple flame fire waves from the explosion were so terrifying was because these purple flames, after being controlled by Ling Zhan,
had a 500% terrifying amplification effect from the 'Flame God Title'!
This meant that even the splashed purple flame damage was enough to seriously injure these top talents if they didn't defend with all their might.
As for the instant flash to throw the second punch at Charles, that was using the 'Critical Hit' secret realm talent rewarded by the system.
This S-level secret realm talent is unique to the system, and its priority is naturally higher than the defensive barrier of a low-grade spiritual artifact.
It ignores any of the opponent's defensive measures, and this attack deals massive true damage to the enemy.
It was precisely this secret realm talent that allowed Ling Zhan to easily bypass the high-defense spiritual artifact barrier and directly punch the frail mage Charles with a force enough to send the Nine-Tailed Fox flying.
Of course, this secret realm talent also has certain limitations.
It still depends on the comprehensive strength difference between oneself and the enemy.
If the opponent wields a holy artifact and has much higher levels, stats, health, and resistance than Ling Zhan,
then even if Ling Zhan uses this skill, it would have no effect.
And honestly...
For that punch, Ling Zhan had held back.
If he hadn't deliberately restrained 95% of his strength at the last moment, then when Ling Zhan's fist landed on this frail mage,
his body would have exploded like fireworks due to the terrifying force.
After all, the frail mage's body is very delicate and can't compare to the divine beast body of the Nine-Tailed Fox.
But even so,
Charles's bones were still pulverized into powder, and his internal organs were smashed to pieces.
When the royal priest team of the Holy Light Empire resurrected Charles,
these high priests exchanged looks of horror.
There are many ways to die.
For example, getting hit at a lethal point,
or instant death by poison,
and so on.
These are considered 'good deaths' with minimal suffering.
But Charles...
After the high priests examined him thoroughly, they found that this poor Charles must have endured unimaginable pain in the last few seconds before his death.
His bones were shattered into powder, and his internal organs were minced as if by a meat grinder.
Moreover, the owner of this force used 'subtle force' unique to melee combat professions,
making the force travel from the bottom up.
It reached Charles's brain in the last second.
In other words...
Before Charles experienced brain death, he clearly felt the agony of his bones and organs being crushed.
This outwardly undetectable but extremely torturous killing method made these high priests break out in cold sweat.
Was there a life-and-death grudge?
To strike so heavily!
"The big shots have finally arrived!"
At this moment,
someone shouted.
Then,
everyone turned their gaze towards the palace hall's entrance.
They saw a burly middle-aged man with a somber expression striding forward.
This middle-aged man had slicked-back hair, black and white interspersed, but thick.
He had a light beard on his chin and eyes full of commanding authority.
A well-fitted black suit made his tall figure appear even more imposing.
This was a mature and charismatic middle-aged man.
And from the force fluctuations emanating from him, it was clear that he was a close-combat professional.
His resemblance to Charles suggested he was Charles's uncle, the Prince Rowe of the Purple Crystal Empire.
Prince Rowe was followed by a group of equally serious and authoritative middle-aged men and elders.
Among them...
Zhou Hongfu and Star-Slaying Sword God Liu Huanran were present.
Their eyes showed no seriousness, only helplessness.
Clearly, they knew what had happened here.
This kid!
Why is he always so ruthless!
The exchange competition was like this.
The demon-slaying action was like this.
And now, even the global beast tournament!
The tournament hasn't even started, and he's already killed someone!
If they didn't know Ling Zhan's indifferent personality, these two hundred-level bigwigs might think he was a reincarnated killing god.
"May I ask about my nephew's condition?"
The muscular Prince Rowe came to the royal priest team.
Just standing in front of these high priests, the power from his muscles made them feel intense pressure.
"Nothing major, just…"
"He lost 4 levels, from level 61 to level 57."
The royal priest team leader replied softly.
Hiss!!
When the young talents around heard this,
they couldn't help but gasp.
And they couldn't help but sympathize with the unlucky Charles.
As everyone knows,
the higher the level, the harder it is to level up.
And the attribute gains are immense.
If it were normal death and level loss, for a prince like Charles, it wouldn't matter.
The empire's power would compensate for the lost experience and levels.
But now...
The global beast tournament is about to begin!
Losing 4 levels of huge attributes!
This means he can't even beat opponents he could have easily crushed!
Though Charles knew he couldn't win this monstrous competition,
there are rewards for those in the top 50!
Don't underestimate the top 50!
Achieving this means you're among the top 50 young talents in the world!
It's quite prestigious.
But now...
It's over for Charles.
This is the severe price for his recklessness and foolishness.
"What a pity, caught off guard by that non-specialist!"
"Indeed, Charles never expected that non-specialist to have a way to ignore spiritual artifact defenses!"
"Be careful when facing that non-specialist, don't let him get close! His physical power is terrifying! His long-range spells should be weak, just kite him!"
"Yes, if Charles had been cautious and fully alert, it might not have been this bad, maybe even a counter-kill!"
"Indeed, everyone saw the power of Charles's purple flames, many got burned, unable to defend!"
"..."
People whispered.
After calming down from the shock of Ling Zhan's methods,
they began analyzing and dissecting his strength.
Many believed Ling Zhan's easy victory relied on his strange means to ignore spiritual defenses and control purple flames,
and his extreme speed.
Final conclusion: don't underestimate the non-specialist, don't let him get close, his weakness should be long-range combat, just kite him!
But Ling Zhan…
At this moment, he had no interest in these gossips.
Because Prince Rowe had already stepped forward, his huge figure standing in front of Ling Zhan!
Hundred-level, fourth-tier Martial God!
Buzz!!
Just facing him, Ling Zhan felt an overwhelming power crashing down like a mountain!
Crack!
It felt like a mountain on his shoulders, the terrifying weight made the special floor under him crack like a spider web!
Ling Zhan's body made popping sounds like beans frying!
It was like being in a space with tens of thousands of times gravity!
Others saw the space around Ling Zhan twist under the extreme gravity!
But Li Chaoge and the two divine beast girls beside him were unaffected!
This precise control over his own pressure showed Prince Rowe's terror!
But...
More striking was…
"Facing the Martial God's terrifying pressure, he didn't bow!"
"Damn! His physical power is almost like a seventy or eighty-level melee pro!"
"How is that possible! He's only level 27!"
Yes…
Ling Zhan didn't bow!
Nor kneel!
He still stood, teeth clenched, eyes like a wolf eyeing a stronger tiger, full of resilience and determination!
Ling Zhan's handsome face was drenched in sweat!
His skin was burning red.
His heart pounded like a pump, straining his life force!
To supply enough blood to every part of his body!
When Yun Man, Chang Yue, and Li Chaoge, determined, prepared to attack this bullying Martial God…
Whoosh!!
The pressure on Ling Zhan vanished!
After extreme pressure, came relief, tearing sounds, Ling Zhan's upper clothes ripped!
Revealing his perfect, golden-ratio physique!
Crack!
Even Ling Zhan's demonic-blood-inherited body half-knelt, panting heavily!
So...
This is the terrifying pressure of a Martial God!
Just a trace needed all Ling Zhan's strength to barely stand!
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