How Do We Play If This Boss Isn't Nerfed?

Chapter 385: Chapter 191: Crushing Victory, a New Page in History

Qin Wushuang’s hook-scythes thrust out, but Lin Ye’s figure turned illusory, taking no damage!

Phase transition!

At the same time—

Frenzy!

His already heaven-defying All Attributes doubled in that instant!

The moment Frenzy activated, the biological instinct deep within Qin Wushuang’s Blue Luan bloodline began screaming warnings at him!

Danger!

Deadly danger!

He didn’t even have time to wonder why his opponent’s speed had surged again, nor could he make sense of that bizarre, intertwining gold and green Gang Sha.

Only a single thought remained in his mind.

Flee!

He cast all other thoughts to the back of his mind.

Pushing his Blue Luan bloodline to its absolute limit, he transformed into a streak of blue light and fled for his life!

One moment, he would be streaking close to the ground, carving a Z-shaped path in the sand.

The next, he would abruptly shoot upward, trying to use vertical space to shake off his pursuer.

Then he would come to a sudden halt mid-air and reverse direction, attempting to disrupt his opponent’s rhythm.

However, it was all useless.

No matter where he was headed, no matter how erratic his movements were.

A phantom-like figure would always be one step ahead, appearing at his destination, silently waiting for him.

No sound.

No killing intent.

Not even a wasted motion.

The figure just stood there, watching him charge forward with the calm demeanor of someone observing a dead thing.

The feeling was more suffocating than having a thousand blades pressed against his neck!

Qin Wushuang completely lost his nerve!

He felt as if he wasn’t fleeing for his life, but was trapped in an invisible cage. A giant, unseen hand was toying with him, pushing him toward a predetermined defeat.

His speed was fast, but Lin Ye’s was beyond just fast.

In Qin Wushuang’s eyes, it was practically teleportation!

It was just as everyone had predicted.

Once he lost his speed advantage, what did he have left?

Finally, Lin Ye’s silent psychological assault broke Qin Wushuang.

A shrill cry, filled with panic and terror, escaped Qin Wushuang’s throat!

No longer daring to stay on the ground, he flung his arms wide, and his azure wings beat powerfully!

His entire body shot into the sky, soaring straight into the clouds!

Flying hundreds of meters into the air, feeling the emptiness beneath his feet, Qin Wushuang’s wildly pounding heart finally calmed down a little.

Most Gang Condensation Realm Martial Artists didn’t have the ability to fly.

But he, thanks to his atavistic Blue Luan bloodline, had absolute air superiority!

’I should be safe in the air, right?!’

He looked down at the figure on the ground, a savage look returning to his face.

’You’re so good at chasing, aren’t you?’

’If you’ve got the guts, then fly up here!’

...

「Firewood Martial Hall conference room.」

In both the conference room and Dong Dongchen’s livestream, countless people’s eyes were filled with shock!

At this point, even a fool could see it.

Lin Ye had been holding back from the very beginning!

Only now was he truly revealing his full strength!

Long Bohan watched the screen, sensing his supervisor’s growing excitement beside him. The heavy stone that had been weighing on his heart finally lifted.

He let out a slow breath and spoke calmly.

"Supervisor, this still isn’t his true strength."

Those words instantly silenced the entire conference room.

All eyes snapped to Long Bohan, including those of Wang Jingcheng, who had already lost some of his composure.

"What did you say?"

Wang Jingcheng could hardly believe his ears.

Meeting everyone’s gazes, Long Bohan continued, "A month ago, before he had even broken through to the Gang Condensation Realm, I saw a recording from a friend of him fighting someone."

"In that battle, he displayed two extremely powerful Martial Arts Spiritualities."

"One allows him to temporarily enter a state similar to invisibility."

"The other lets him create purple crystals out of thin air. They are used for both offense and defense, and are incredibly bizarre."

It was as if a clap of thunder had exploded in everyone’s minds!

That’s right!

Martial Arts Spirituality!

From the start of the fight until now, this monster named Lin Ye had shown off an absurdly high quality of Gang Sha and physical strength, but he hadn’t used a single Martial Arts Spirituality!

At the level of the New Star Sequence, it was virtually impossible for a Martial Artist to not have a Martial Arts Spirituality!

Zhang Zewei’s face had turned the color of liver, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

He felt like a complete and utter clown.

But he still refused to accept this fact. Clinging to his last shred of dignity, he argued stubbornly:

"So what! He still can’t fly!"

"As long as Qin Wushuang stays in the sky and keeps attacking with his hook-scythes, he’ll wear him down and kill him before his Gang Sha runs out!"

"I refuse to believe he can maintain that terrifying level of speed forever!"

Hearing this, Wang Jingcheng’s brow furrowed tightly.

He was now increasingly convinced that this subordinate didn’t just have a character problem.

He was beginning to question his competence as well.

At this moment, Zhang Zewei had lost even the most basic judgment expected of a Recruitment Department official.

Which atavistic-type spiritualities didn’t come at the cost of immense stamina drain?

If it really became a battle of attrition, Qin Wushuang would definitely be the first to collapse!

That was practically common sense!

However, before Wang Jingcheng even had the chance to reprimand him...

on the screen, the figure standing motionless on the ground—even under a tenfold slow-motion replay—before everyone’s eyes...

vanished into thin air!

No trajectory!

No warning!