Lin Lei stood in the middle of the street, one hand gripping the black heavy sword and the other holding the Purple Blood soft sword. Bei Bei perched motionless on his shoulder. Both man and beast watched as Wusennuo charged down at breakneck speed — but when Wusennuo was barely a dozen meters from Lin Lei, he suddenly halted.
Something was off!
Wusennuo stared at the supremely confident Lin Lei ahead of him, and a knot of unease tightened in his chest.
"What trick does this brat have up his sleeve?"
"What's the matter? Scared?" Lin Lei held both swords and regarded Wusennuo coolly. "If you're scared, then just slink away. Don't worry, I won't chase you."
His words nearly made Wusennuo vomit blood.
"Chase me?" Wusennuo cursed inwardly. It was obvious he held the upper hand — yet Wusennuo was born cautious, and he genuinely suspected Lin Lei might have some hidden move. But seeing that confident expression, a new thought struck him: "Could it be that Lin Lei is deliberately putting on this act to frighten me away?"
Wusennuo studied Lin Lei carefully. "If this Lin Lei really had some ultimate technique, he would've used it long ago. Why bother putting on this show? And even if he has a trump card, he shouldn't be this confident — that's practically announcing it to everyone."
A cold laugh rose in Wusennuo's heart. "Truth within falsehood, falsehood within truth. This kid is playing me. I refuse to believe he has any way to hurt me."
"Why the hesitation, Mr. Arbiter? Where's the authority and decisiveness you used to show?" Lin Lei said, his voice icy.
Wusennuo locked eyes with those dark gold pupils and sneered, "Kid, I haven't even —" Before he could finish, four Wusennuo figures attacked Lin Lei almost simultaneously, their speed terrifying. But in that very instant —
*Hummmmm~*
An earthen-yellow glow blanketed an area of a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, and a matching glow appeared over Lin Lei and Bei Bei.
Instant-cast — seventh-grade Gravity Technique!
The seventh-grade Gravity Technique quadrupled the pull of gravity on the body in a single heartbeat. That fourfold force affected not only the muscles but also the meridians, internal organs, and blood. No matter how powerful a warrior was, their movements would distort and their speed would plummet in that moment.
For a Saint Realm powerhouse, you could hurl a boulder weighing ten thousand jin at them, and they would shatter it like flicking dust, barely affected in speed or form.
But the Gravity Technique was different.
With fourfold gravity, it wasn't simply a matter of bearing a few hundred extra jin. It could slow a person's circulation, make breathing difficult, and worse. Those with weaker constitutions could even drop dead on the spot under fourfold gravity. Even Saint Realm experts would feel their physical capabilities hampered.
"Kill!"
Having instant-cast the Gravity Technique and cast a counter-charm on himself and Bei Bei to negate its effects, Lin Lei and Bei Bei charged at Wusennuo almost in unison. One Lin Lei and two Bei Beis lunged at the four Wusennuo figures, whose speed had visibly dropped.
*Whoosh.* Lin Lei's black heavy sword劈 at empty air again, and the Purple Blood soft sword swung through nothing as well.
*Bang!* One of the Wusennuo figures went flying. The four merged back into one, and blood spilled from his mouth. He had dodged Lin Lei's attacks, but he couldn't evade the two Bei Beis.
Lin Lei and Bei Bei pressed forward without hesitation, but Wusennuo instantly split into four again. At the same time, black flames erupted violently from his body, incinerating the surrounding street into nothingness. Even the residual energy of Lin Lei's Gravity Technique was burned clean away.
"I didn't expect you could pull that trick too," Wusennuo growled at Lin Lei, fury in his eyes. "But it's useless."
"Useless, is it?"
Lin Lei stood firmly on the ground, confidence radiating from him.
The four Wusennuos charged forward at blinding speed once more. Almost simultaneously, the earthy-yellow glow reappeared across the ground around Lin Lei — seventh-grade Gravity Technique!
The four Wusennuos faltered, but then *BOOM!* Black flames surged outward, annihilating the seventh-grade Gravity Technique's effect yet again. Wusennuo's eyes blazed with rage: "It's no use, Lin Lei. My body has fully adapted to this level of gravity."
"Bei Bei, go."
Lin Lei and Bei Bei both surged toward Wusennuo. At the same time, Lin Lei cast another gravity spell — but this time it was the sixth-grade Gravity Technique!
Wusennuo, already braced for fourfold gravity, suddenly found his movements thrown off-balance by the two-fold gravity instead.
*Splurt!*
Wind's Supreme Art — Rhythm of the Wind. The Purple Blood soft sword shifted erratically between fast and slow, and a spatial blade appeared along its edge. The blade struck Wusennuo's body directly, piercing straight through the hellfire and sending him flying once more.
A wound appeared across Wusennuo's chest.
He had dodged Lin Lei's black heavy sword. He had evaded the two Bei Beis' attacks. Yet he was injured by the Purple Blood soft sword.
"How can it hit so hard?" Wusennuo's expression changed.
He'd had nowhere to dodge. All four shadow clones had attacked Lin Lei at once, which meant Lin Lei could naturally strike at two simultaneously. And the two Bei Beis were faster than him, so they could easily target the other two. No matter what, he had to take at least one hit.
He didn't dare tank the black heavy sword head-on, and he had no desire to take Bei Bei's claws either.
In the end, he'd chosen the Purple Blood soft sword.
But... the power of that soft sword seemed to surpass even Bei Bei's claws by a small margin.
"The intelligence says this purple sword doesn't have much offensive power." Wusennuo couldn't believe it.
Indeed, back when he'd fought Heidesen, Lin Lei's "Rhythm of the Wind" hadn't been particularly devastating. But now, having achieved breakthroughs in both the "fast" and "slow" aspects of the Wind Elemental Laws — raising them to an entirely new level — and combining the two to execute "Rhythm of the Wind," the result wasn't just one tier above what it had been before. It was two tiers, or even more.
"Wusennuo, weren't you trying to kill me?" Lin Lei looked almost arrogant.
Attack!
Transformed into something resembling a hellish demon, Lin Lei rushed alongside the now-enlarged Bei Bei, both charging madly at Wusennuo. As they attacked, Lin Lei continuously instant-cast Gravity Techniques, and the earthen-yellow glow repeatedly washed across the ground.
*BOOM!* Black flames burst from Wusennuo's body, instantly destroying the Gravity Technique's energy and nullifying the effect.
But for Lin Lei, these low-level Gravity Techniques barely mattered — he could instant-cast one or two hundred of them without depleting his magic power. More importantly, he still had the Coiling Dragon Ring, which meant he only needed to expend one-sixth of his magic reserves.
Seventh-grade Gravity Technique. Sixth-grade Gravity Technique. Lin Lei alternated between them relentlessly.