Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 174: Yan Liang Falls

One should know they have reached a strength of 2,200 pounds!

Such incredible strength!

Ordinary second-class fierce generals can't withstand even a single move from them!

But even using the Inherited Breathing Technique, a strike blessed with Divine Skill!

It still couldn't withstand a single strike from Ding Ling!

And this was Ding Ling countering with his left hand on a split mind. What if he was fully committed?

Yan Liang could hardly imagine!

At this moment, he completely believed the rumors! The tales!

Only such a ferocious man could so easily take Ji Ling's head amid thousands of troops!

Clang!

Clang, clang, clang!

Ding Ling swept his Heaven-piercing Halberd over the two, and the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix pattern formed by the Hundred Birds Phoenix Spear Technique instantly forced Yan Liang and Wen Chou apart.

Then Ding Ling sheathed his sword, holding the halberd with both hands, shouted, and the Overlord Halberd Technique displayed its might!

Immortal Slaying Soul Destruction!

Godslaying Shattering!

Demon-Slaying Shadowless!

Devouring Heaven and Earth!

The various ultimate techniques of the Overlord Halberd Technique were unleashed by Ding Ling one after another, and the entire sky was filled with the sharpness of the halberd! Halberd shadows!

Clang!

Clang, clang, clang!

Yan Liang and Wen Chou roared repeatedly, executing the Shattered Star Blade Technique and Swift Wind Lightning Spear Technique to the fullest.

The three circled around, attacking speed with speed!

No one dared to approach!

Whoever got a little closer, the sharp vigorous qi could directly inflict severe injuries, dismembering one!

The three quickly reached a heated stalemate in their battle.

They seemed like three Xun Winds swirling around the earth!

Wherever they passed, grass and trees swayed, and the earth trembled ceaselessly!

It was just a matter of moments.

The three had already fought no less than twenty rounds!

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderous roar echoed through everyone's ears.

Upon looking again.

They saw a figure being beaten off the horse's back.

That person was none other than Wen Chou!

"How is this possible?!"

The cavalry members turned their heads, shocked.

But they were also overwhelmed themselves.

Zhao Yun, Diao Chan, and Du Qingcheng teamed up, charging into the cavalry ranks, invincible, any blocking them was either dead or disabled!

Among the three, only Du Qingcheng was slightly weaker and needed protection.

Wherever Zhao Yun pointed his long spear, spear flowers bloomed, and no one could withstand a single blow from him.

Diao Chan's body technique was extremely high, and her Fish Guts Sword flickered, with every sweep, she easily reaped the lives of one cavalryman after another.

The trio formed a cone formation! Advancing all the way through! They forcibly pierced through the cavalry ranks and charged back in for another assault!

The cavalry team was left in utter disarray!

Boom!

After sending Wen Chou flying,

Ding Ling's Heaven-piercing Halberd appeared even more overbearing, flamboyant!

One move of Demon Subduing Chaotic Dance was unleashed.

He seemed like a deity wielding a Divine Weapon, with immense halberd shadows pressing down on Yan Liang like mountains, and Yan Liang's eyes nearly popped as he swung his knife to counter!

Boom!

A loud crash.

Yan Liang let out a tragic cry, his wrist burst open, unable to hold onto his long knife, and with splattering blood, it was hurled away.

Boom!

With another strike, Yan Liang was also directly knocked off the horse's back, crashing into several cavalry members before tumbling heavily to the ground!

Pft!

Ding Ling rode up, casually waving his halberd, as if a poet effortlessly composing verses, his path cut through like dividing the sea, heads flew skyward one by one.

The cavalry blocking the way were all beheaded by his halberd.

Clang!

The halberd finally thrust toward Yan Liang's forehead amidst a resonating hum.

Yan Liang's eyes widened like bronze bells, scenes of his life flashing rapidly before settling on the halberd's tip.

"Do you want to live or die?"

Ding Ling demanded.

"I want to live."

Yan Liang instinctively replied.

"Tell them to stop."

"Stop!"

Yan Liang immediately shouted loudly.

Wen Chou had already staggered up, looking somewhat bewildered at Ding Ling.

By the tenth round, he was already unable to hold on, each weapon clash felt like being crushed by a mountain, excruciating, numb! Unbearable!

By the twentieth round, he couldn't hold onto his weapon anymore, his wrist veins burst open, and he was utterly overwhelmed, one strike and his weapon was sent flying!

He used his hand to block the halberd's sharpness, otherwise, he could have already returned to the Underworld.

But seeing Ding Ling's demeanor now?

Not going to kill them?

Not just him.

All the remaining cavalry were equally astonished, looking at Ding Ling.

Among them were some players.

Ding Ling didn't know who the players were, and even if he did, he wouldn't care, he looked at Yan Liang and Wen Chou:

"Hand over your supreme skills to me. I will spare your lives."

Yan Liang and Wen Chou's supreme skills were indeed immensely powerful!

And they seemed to not have fully cultivated to the true Mastery Realm.

Even so, they had already reached the Super-Elite level!

Which showed the extraordinary nature of these cultivation techniques and supreme skills.

Ding Ling thought it only normal to want to seize them.

But to his surprise, Yan Liang and Wen Chou shook their heads in unison:

"Absolutely impossible!"

"That's a pity."

Ding Ling sighed, then without hesitation, swung his halberd.

Pft!

Yan Liang's head was decapitated.

Wen Chou stared wide-eyed, his courage shattered, hysterically:

"Ding Ling!"

He wanted to run.

But he knew he couldn't outrun a Ferghana Horse!

In shock and fear, he instinctively wanted to say 'I can hand over the cultivation technique,' but remembering ancestral teachings and family laws, the words were swallowed back.

Clip-clop!

The Ferghana Horse burst forward, reaching Wen Chou.

Pft!

The halberd swung down.

Wen Chou's head soared skyward with a plume of blood, spinning mid-air a few times, plummeting to the ground, trampled into remnants, blood dust by iron hooves.

His eyes were filled with complex emotions like 'unwillingness, shock, regret, annoyance, pain, fear...'

Difficult to describe in words.

[E-level Achievement Medal earned: Intimidate Wen Chou.]

[E-level Achievement Medal earned: Intimidate Yan Liang.]

[Note: In this Plane World's Super-Elite General count, they are as rare as phoenix feathers. Yan Liang and Wen Chou occupy two positions. They are self-confident, flamboyant, obstinate, unruly! Together, not even Pan Feng could withstand their edge!

They were confident that as long as they acted together, there were no fierce generals they couldn't kill, no enemies they couldn't defeat!

But your appearance.

Shattered their worldview!

Brutally crushed their pride!

Trampled their conceit, nonconformity underfoot.

Made them terrified, remorseful, even regretful!

If time could rewind.

They would certainly not agree to come to kill you for the sake of being famously known and the huge bounty on the wanted order from the Yuan Family's patriarch!]

A notification sounded.

Ding Ling raised an eyebrow.

Two E-levels.

Quite rare indeed.

He abruptly turned his gaze toward the other cavalry members.

Seeing him, the players among the cavalry decisively bolted!

Clip-clop!

They had already slipped to the battlefield's edge when Yan Liang and Wen Chou were defeated, and now seeing Ding Ling about to rage, hearing a shout of 'Run,' the first batch spurred their horses into the forest.

As players.

Their purpose in the Game World was to improve themselves.