Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 151: Jii Ling’s Earthshaking Strike

Liang Gang's face bore shock, confusion, and unwillingness!

As Ding Ling rode past.

His tall figure also fell amidst a thunderous sound, like pushing over a mountain of gold and a pillar of jade!

[Achievement Medal Acquired: Overpowered Liang Gang.]

[Note: Liang Gang was originally a second-class fierce general. He broke through to first-class in a life-and-death crisis. But before he could stabilize his realm, you slew him!

He passed away with regret and unwillingness. His awe and trepidation towards you are unprecedented!

Because the Liang Clan had a saying, "Once the Saber Lotus emerges, who can compete!" Yet even so, it couldn't stop your sword!

His beliefs and convictions collapsed in that moment!

You became a Demon God Level figure etched deep within his soul even in death!]

Another first-class?

Ding Ling was taken aback.

Then he understood.

First-class varies greatly.

Zhao Zilong is also first-class, but killing Liang Gang and Le Jiu like them is easy for him.

For players, a thousand pounds of mighty force qualify as first-class.

In this world's setting, if any attribute like physique, agility, charm, or defense meets the standard, it's considered first-class.

Of course, if overall strength is relatively strong, even lacking a benchmark attribute, it may still be first-class.

This makes it easier to understand.

A thousand pounds of might is first-class; nineteen hundred pounds is first-class too!

Yet the gap between them is considerable!

Clearly, Liang Gang and Le Jiu are the worst of first-class.

But even the worst is still first-class!

There's a qualitative difference between them and second-class fierce generals!

Seeing the two extremely brave generals from the army easily slain by one sword stroke each from Ding Ling.

Many soldiers' mental states subtly changed in that instant!

As they saw Ding Ling rushing towards them in that moment.

They no longer charged forward together, attempting to surround him, but retreated one by one, unwilling to face Ding Ling's sharp edge head-on!

Even Le Jiu and Liang Gang couldn't withstand a single sword.

How could these soldiers possibly withstand it?

They had a keen sense of self-awareness.

And their retreat, cowardice, and fear.

Made Ding Ling's charge faster and faster.

Even when slaughtering later on.

Facing a group of death warrior elite legion trained by Jii Ling.

Ding Ling was utterly fearless.

Rampantly hacking and slashing.

The Giant Que Sword in his hand danced as nimbly as a flying needle threading a flower, reaching an unbelievable level; each flip produced flashes of sword flowers, whoosh!

A sword flower pierced through a death warrior's forehead!

Each exquisite sword flower fell, and death warriors collapsed in droves, row by row.

Like Xun Wind sweeping the ground and blowing leaves!

Stars fall crushing armies!

Ding Ling charged forward like a Flood Dragon, majestic like a Divine General!

A thousand-man death warrior elite legion was utterly torn and trampled by him alone, forging a Heaven-Reaching Dao!

As he passed along the way!

Severed limbs danced in the air!

In mere moments.

Blood flowed enough to float a pestle!

Ding Ling, clad in blood, seemed like a god of death emerging from a Demon Cave, slaughtered through the grand array, killing to the front of the central army!

He sat upright on horseback; coldly watching Jii Ling who was protected by a hundred elite guards, the Giant Que Sword swung decisively towards him!

"Ah!"

Jii Ling couldn't bear it any longer!

A Three-Pointed Two-Blade spun, creating flashes of golden light, transforming into a torrent of saber light striking at Ding Ling.

"I can't believe your stamina is so strong!"

"Prepare to die!"

Jii Ling was either encouraging himself or reminding Ding Ling that his defeat was certain, with a shout that resonated through his body! The Breathing Technique accelerated, the ancestral 'Three-Pointed Two-Blade Technique' was activated with full force!

Vigorous Qi surged through his arm, rushing into the saber!

As the saber light torrent crashed down, heavily slashing towards Ding Ling's head!

This saber stroke.

Gathered all of Jii Ling's Vigorous Qi and knowledge.

It was his ultimate stroke!

When the saber fell.

The saber light astonished the world as if to shatter Heaven and Earth!

Everyone was moved by it.

Diao Chan couldn't help but cry out in worry for Ding Ling.

Such an astonishing saber stroke, had evidently reached the Super-Elite level!

Enough to crush, topple a first-class peak fierce general!

This was a saber stroke Jii Ling found nearly impossible to replicate!

He himself knew, this was a masterpiece saber stroke created out of anger, unwillingness, solitary courage, and decisiveness, either succeed or sacrifice!

After the stroke.

His entire body weakened.

His eyes fixed squarely on Ding Ling, hoping this stroke would achieve victory.

However...

Clang clang!

Ding Ling charged forward holding the Giant Que Sword, like the Erlang God splitting Mount Tao, a mighty force accompanied by the grandeur inherent in Human Emperor Swordsmanship, met Jii Ling's Three-Pointed Two-Blade head-on!

Clang clang clang!

In a very short time, the two Divine Weapons clashed thrice.

Each clash.

Jii Ling felt as if struck by lightning, after three clashes, his heart pounded like a drum, his body shivered, stiff, unable to move.

All he could do was watch helplessly as the blade of the Giant Que Sword sliced across his neck!

Puff!

A crisp sound.

Jii Ling felt his entire being fly upwards.

He saw the world spinning, Heaven and Earth overturning!

"Am I dead?"

Jii Ling sighed.

A surge of sharp pain rushed into his brain.

His head became muddled, his eyes increasingly vacant.

His life sped past before his eyes.

Learning martial arts, graduating, gaining favor from Yuan Shu, promotions and honors, glorious unlimited...

Ultimately freezing on a headless corpse!

"I have not yet achieved greatness, not touched a vast future, not gained posthumous fame. I am unwilling!"

If given another chance.

Jii Ling would surely avoid confronting Ding Ling head-on!

Because he clearly knew his Martial Arts hadn't reached peak level.

If he could train for an extended period, he might achieve Super-Elite.

But now, there's no chance left.

Even if he reached Super-Elite, would he be Ding Ling's opponent?

Thinking of Ding Ling's unstoppable scenes of slaughter.

Jii Ling closed his eyes in eternal pain.

[Achievement Medal Acquired: You Overpowered Jii Ling.]

[Note: Being the strongest first-class peak martial general in Yuan Shu's army besides Sunx Jian's family, Jii Ling could be called the soul of Yuan Shu's army!

He was iron-blooded and arrogant!

You beat him head-on! And in his nearly unreplicable strongest state, you easily defeated him!

Completely shattered his confidence!

Leaving him in utter despair! His first and last time questioning life.]

[Achievement Medal Acquired: Trampled Wan City!]

[Note: You and your horse traversed tens of thousands of strong armies, killing and injuring thousands of Yuan Army soldiers! Martial Arts so high, it drove the entire Yuan Army to hopelessness!

They no longer hope to defeat you!

They now show signs of dispersing like frightened birds.

If you press harder, perhaps you can completely defeat this army that lost its soul!]

A prompt echoed in Ding Ling's ear.

Ding Ling's spirit lifted; he let out a long roar and cut down the central battle flag; his eyes like a tiger swept around:

"Jii Ling is dead! Will you not surrender?"

One man, one horse!

Forcing tens of thousands of troops to surrender!!

Such scenes.

Fell into the eyes of the players.