Chapter 1761: Chapter 716: How Does She Have So Many Heavenly God Skills?
’Fortunately... the difference in strength between us is very clear.’
In the brief exchange just now, Tang Lang had already determined Qing Lan’s strength: a beginner-level Heavenly God.
Such strength was far from enough to be of concern for Tang Lang, a peak Heavenly God.
Moreover, Qing Lan had support-type "Heavenly God Skills," and so did he!
He could completely amplify his own strength and then blow apart Qing Lan’s "Heavenly God Skill" with a single punch.
With this in mind, Tang Lang’s eyes gradually turned dark red, and then he suddenly tore off his shirt, his whole body rapidly expanding like a balloon.
In just a moment, he went from a short man of 1.4, 1.5 meters to a two-story high werewolf, muscles all over his body.
His dark red eyes stared intently at Qing Lan, saliva disgustingly dripping from his bared wolf fangs, looking both ferocious and terrifying.
The next second, his entire body shot straight towards Qing Lan like an arrow leaving the bow!
In that instant, the Cataclysmic Power erupted suddenly, space began to tear, and even the sky started to thunder!
With a loud "boom!", the "Black Pot" that Qing Lan was carrying was shattered with a punch!
The entire ground showed spider-web-like cracks.
Qing Lan, holding onto the "Black Pot," spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow."
Tang Lang ignored the fist mark that appeared on his own body, looking at Qing Lan with a sinister grin.
Although he was still having damage transferred by the "Scapegoat."
But just as he had guessed earlier, when the attack power exceeded the upper limit of the "Scapegoat," Qing Lan’s "Heavenly God Skill" could no longer transfer the attack away, forcing Qing Lan to bear most of the damage.
So, as long as he strikes a few more times, he should be able to take down this peculiar Heavenly God in front of him directly!
With this in mind, he couldn’t help but gather his full strength, raising his fist high, Cataclysmic Power surging, ready to throw another punch!
Just then, with blood at her mouth, Qing Lan pointed at him and shouted, "Heavenly God Skill - Workplace Style 6 No. 5: Useless Effort!"
Accompanied by Qing Lan’s shout, the next second, Tang Lang suddenly felt a strange set of rules descending upon him.
Immediately, he felt the power in his fist rapidly weakening.
Though he was using 80% of his strength, when it reached his fist, it felt like only 20%. The correlation between effort and reward was completely imbalanced.
Therefore, before his punch even landed, he knew it might not be effective.
Sure enough, as he thought, his punch landed solidly on the "Black Pot" that Qing Lan held in front of her.
Qing Lan screamed miserably, holding the "Black Pot" as she was blown away like a basketball.
However, although she was punched 50 meters away, when Qing Lan landed on the ground, aside from some dirt on her, she was unhurt.
Seeing this scene, Tang Lang’s complexion became ashen and grave.
’A powerful support-class Heavenly God...’
’How could such a peripheral world have such a strong support-class Heavenly God?’
Although the "Useless Effort" Heavenly God Skill was one-time use, and after it finished, Tang Lang clearly felt his strength recovering.
But the terrifying weakening effect alone made him take it very seriously.
’Such a Heavenly God must be reported to the "Divine King" to see if there’s potential for inclusion into the organization.’
’After all... in realms, strength, and talent of a similar level, the stronger the support, the higher the chance of victory.’
’This might be what helps the "Divine King" secure the final victory.’
With this thought, Tang Lang’s eyes were filled with desire as he looked at Qing Lan.
He felt that discovering such a powerful support in the "Boundless Heart Sea" was already the greatest gain.
If he could persuade Qing Lan to join the organization, it might be an achievement even greater than repairing the "World Channel" and conquering the entire world!
With this thought, Tang Lang couldn’t help wanting to start persuading her.
Just then, Qing Lan, who was knocked away by a punch, slammed the "Black Pot" hard on the ground, then placed her left foot on the "Black Pot," gesturing with her right hand.
The next second, a giant "pancake," half the size of Qing Lan, appeared in her hand.
She looked at Tang Lang, quickly devouring the "pancake" in her hand.
As she ate more and more of the "pancake," Qing Lan’s aura grew stronger and stronger, soon advancing to the intermediate Heavenly God Realm.
Seeing this scene, Tang Lang’s pupils shrank slightly, making a judgment that seemed unbelievable in his heart,
’A super support-class Heavenly God through the "Mysterious Path"?!’
’Just how many tricks does she have!’
If earlier, Tang Lang had 100% confidence in this battle and didn’t mind Qing Lan’s continuous outbursts.
Now that he discovered Qing Lan’s methods were endless, increasingly bizarre and comprehensive, he ultimately didn’t dare delay any further.
He started directly attacking, clashing with Qing Lan.
His intuition was indeed correct, after mastering and adapting the "Heavenly God Skills - Workplace Style 6," Qing Lan was truly fighting him on equal footing.
Fishing, Black Pot, Cow and Horse, Useless Effort, Pancake, Scapegoat...
With these six "Heavenly God Skills" deployed, plus the fact that Tang Lang wasn’t adept at combat, even though he was a peak Heavenly God, he couldn’t quickly take down Qing Lan.
This made cold sweat break out on his forehead.
Meanwhile, Qiu Tu, hidden nearby, looked at the situation on the battlefield, then at Zhao Ji, and Doris beside him, feeling somewhat baffled.
