Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 155: E-level Medal: The Trump Card of the Assassination Realm

Ma Zhong stared intently at Ding Ling:

"And you will be my stepping stone to advancement, and even more, my Blessed Star! With you, I will have everything."

He laughed loudly:

"You can never imagine how valuable your head is, Ding Ling! By killing you, I can say that I will immediately soar to great heights and enjoy life!"

He said fiercely:

"You can't even imagine the suffering of the people at the bottom of the world!"

He spread his arms wide, as if to embrace the whole world: "But now, I can finally escape the life at the bottom and step into the true noble class!"

Ding Ling indeed couldn't imagine how someone as skilled as Ma Zhong could lead such a hardship-filled life.

Right now, he just wanted to kill him.

"You're so powerful. Why do you still have to run?"

Ding Ling took a step forward.

Ma Zhong immediately jumped off the boulder cautiously, leaping onto another boulder.

He glanced at Ding Ling and chuckled, "Don't even think about getting close to me! Besides, I must remind you, the more you struggle and move, the faster you'll die. If you just stand still, maybe you can live a little longer. But if you move again, I can't guarantee how long you'll live. Maybe in the next blink, you'll drop dead."

Ding Ling frowned at him.

Ma Zhong raised an eyebrow and laughed:

"If not like this, how can I take all the credit alone? If not like this, how could I make you lower your guard? I want nothing but to attack when you least expect it! Because I have the confidence, even on my own, I can kill you."

"You really managed to play the part well."

"As an assassin, being able to act is a required skill. Otherwise, how could you get close to a master and suddenly strike?"

"You make a good point."

Ding Ling initiated his Full-level Acting: 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"I must learn from you."

"Hehe."

Ma Zhong let out a proud smile, seeming both smug and self-confident, crossing his hands behind his back, raising an eyebrow, and said:

"In the next life maybe, because in this life you don't have the chance anymore."

"Well said."

Ding Ling sighed:

"I will have to wait for the next life."

He suddenly showed a pained expression, staggered two steps, almost falling to the ground.

But still stood firm with strong determination.

Ma Zhong's eyes lit up, he laughed and said:

"It seems the poison is taking effect."

He rubbed his hands together and said:

"Ding Ling, to say you're the World's Number One warrior is not an exaggeration. It's a pity, with all your might, you will only become my stepping stone to leap into a better future.

Rest assured, I will find a good place to lay you to rest and give you a proper burial."

"Hehe"

Ding Ling weakly let out a cold laugh.

"Laugh all you want. The more you laugh, the quicker you die."

Ma Zhong laughed indifferently.

Then he calmly waited for Ding Ling's death.

A moment later.

He saw Ding Ling kneel on the ground, his face as pale as paper.

His eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he even leaped off the boulder!

It was at the moment of his lowered guard.

Ding Ling suddenly burst into action.

Boom!

The Giant Que Sword in his hand, activated with his 'Throwing Skill' and amplified by two major Breathing Techniques, was thrown heavily with a force of three thousand jin. Boom!

Like a meteor tearing through the sky, carrying a giant wave of wind, it shot through multiple obstacles with tremendous speed and hit Ma Zhong squarely in the abdomen!

Puff!

The Giant Que Sword, incredibly sharp and heavy beyond measure, went through like an iron instrument cutting leather, with a crisp 'puff' sound, directly penetrating Ma Zhong's abdomen, emerging from the other side.

Whoosh!

A tremendous force erupted from the Giant Que Sword, carrying Ma Zhong flying backward more than twenty or thirty meters, toppling and crushing unknown numbers of flowers, thorns, and stones along the way.

Finally, with a loud boom, it embedded straight into a huge stone and stopped.

Ma Zhong looked at Ding Ling in disbelief, his mouth trembling, stammering:

"You, you, you..."

"Surprised?"

Ding Ling stood up tall, with one leap spanned several tens of meters, took two steps forward, and landed in front of Ma Zhong like a Tiger King descending, raising a light breeze and fine dust.

"You, you..."

Ma Zhong was even more shocked and shaken, his eyes bulging like copper bells.

"Hehe."

Ding Ling gently smiled, reaching out his right hand, grasped the hilt of the Giant Que Sword, and sharply pulled it out.

Puff!

The Giant Que Sword came out with a sound.

Puff!

A fountain of blood gushed from Ma Zhong's abdomen.

He clutched the hole with both hands, weakly knelt beside the huge stone, his whole body leaning crookedly against it, looking at Ding Ling.

The shock, confusion, and bewilderment in his eyes were extremely profound.

But perhaps due to the ongoing blood loss, growing weakness, and the approaching threat of the Death God,

The reluctance, panic, unwillingness, and fear in his eyes became even more intense!

Ding Ling reached out and tore away the black cloth from Ma Zhong's face.

Revealing a face as honest and sincere as that of an old farmer.

Just by his appearance, it was hard to imagine that such a person could be an assassin specializing in killing famous generals, always succeeding!

Indeed.

A good actor has a better chance of success.

Ma Zhong's acting had even fooled Ding Ling.

But as the saying goes, you hunt geese all day long, one day you risk being blinded by one!

Facing Ding Ling, someone with Full-level Acting, Ma Zhong, a master meeting a master, was careless and lost his life.

He seemed to have understood this himself, smiled bitterly, and looked at Ding Ling with eyes filled with admiration, surprise, and confusion... a myriad of emotions to the extreme.

[Obtained E-level Achievement Medal: You gained Ma Zhong's Awe.]

[Note: Since beginning his career, Ma Zhong became an assassin hidden in the shadows. He became an assassin in the eyes of the great aristocrats. Many people tried to recruit him, but more people loathed him.

Recruitment meant making him an aristocratic assassin, not bringing him to the forefront.

In the eyes of many significant figures, he was someone who couldn't be seen in the light. Such an assassin should stay lurking underwater, serving the nobles and the lords!

Ma Zhong, naturally unsatisfied, kept striving. Continuously carrying out the tasks assigned by the organization, almost always succeeding.

In the last couple of years.

He finally became the strongest assassin in the organization. No one was his match, no one more ruthless.

At this stage.

He had ambitions to awe the world and ensure his name in history!

And he succeeded.

Countless fierce warriors and strongmen died at his hands. He became the Death God in the eyes of the common folks!

Yet now, he died at your hand, deceived by your better acting skills!

He admired your abilities, was fearful because even in acting, you surpassed him. Naturally, he feared you even more.

Because you are almost perfect in ability, with no apparent weaknesses. Even though he was dying,

he couldn't think of a way to kill you. You have completely won!]

Another E-level Achievement Medal.

And this time the note was exceptionally long.

Imagine the weight of Ma Zhong in this world!