Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically

Where’s Ding Ling?

No comparison, no harm.

Make a comparison with Ding Ling.

Daoist Yhiuu Ji, who lived to an old age, felt a sense of shame that was almost embarrassing.

That’s why.

Seeing Zhou Yu provoke Ding Ling, wanting to see Ding Ling’s abilities, Daoist Yhiuu Ji agreed so readily.

He was even more eager than Zhou Yu to witness Ding Ling’s capabilities.

If there truly was such a talented person in this world.

Passing on all he had learned seemed like a great idea!

After some time.

Ding Ling and Zhou Yu got ready.

The first round of the competition began.

Comparing painting.

Painting Da and Xiao Qiao.

Ding Ling’s brush flew across the canvas like lightning, swiftly sketching a vivid portrait in just a moment’s time.

After Da and Xiao Qiao saw it, they were amazed and applauded enthusiastically!

Da Qiao, blushing, whispered:

”I never knew I could be so beautiful!”

The portrait of Da Qiao was dignified and graceful, intelligent and charming like a delicate flower, elegant but not seductive—a true noble flower of the world, an Immortal Fairy of the Celestial Court!

Not only Da Qiao was astonished.

Daoist Yhiuu Ji and Zhang Zhongjing beside them were also impressed:

”Ding Ling, you are so adept at painting. If you have the time, please paint one for me as well.”

Of course, Ding Ling did not refuse.

Diao Chan, Du Qingcheng, and Zhao Yun, witnessing this, became even more delighted. They felt a stronger sense of collective honor and accomplishment!

”Ding Ling.”

Xiao Qiao eagerly held onto the painting, gazing at Ding Ling plaintively:

”Can this painting be given to us? Please, can it?”

”Of course. It was meant to be given to you.”

Ding Ling smiled lightly.

Xiao Qiao was overjoyed, jumping and cheering.

A painting made her so happy.

It showed the level of Ding Ling’s painting skills, making Xiao Qiao lose her normal composure.

Clearly, it was due to Xiao Qiao’s youth, lack of experience, and her innocent, kind, and genuine nature. Her reaction was not out of the ordinary.

Seeing this, Zhou Yu looked at Ding Ling with both jealousy and admiration.

Having seen Ding Ling’s painting clearly, he was deeply amazed, and upon seeing Da and Xiao Qiao’s reactions, he felt chaotic, envious, and resentful!

In a surge of anger, his hand shook slightly, ruining the beautiful portrait.

An unanticipated large mole appeared on Xiao Qiao’s face in the painting!

Making her lovely face look three points less attractive.

Comparing it to Ding Ling’s painting, Zhou Yu’s work appeared even less appealing.

Zhou Yu was anxious and angry; recalling Ding Ling’s skill in reproducing talismans, he had already anticipated a larger chance of losing in comparison of calligraphy and painting!

Immediately, he tore the unfinished painting and loudly said:

”Let’s compete in chess!”

”Happy to oblige!”

Ding Ling raised an eyebrow.

Xiao Qiao was slightly stunned:

”Zhou Yu, your painting...”

This was like hitting a sore spot!

Zhou Yu snorted coldly, ignoring Xiao Qiao, moved to sit across from Ding Ling, and started playing chess.

Both began to play at a fast pace.

Especially Zhou Yu.

Claiming brilliance, his chess skill was unparalleled, employing aggressive tactics and strategic layouts.

However, as the game progressed.

His moves became slower and heavier.

Eventually.

In a surge of anger, he overturned the chessboard:

”Next, let’s compare playing the zither! I refuse to believe you can beat me at that too.”

Ding Ling smiled without speaking.

Xiao Qiao felt ashamed of Zhou Yu’s behavior.

Compared to the generous, highly capable Ding Ling, Zhou Yu appeared like a gambler who had lost his composure, lacking any elegance or grace!

The zither duel lasted for a quarter of an hour.

It ended with Ding Ling overpowering Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu, seeing Xiao Qiao’s disappointed eyes, felt sorrow, shame, frustration, anger, disbelief, and existential doubt flooding his heart.

In shock and anger.

A mouthful of blood surged up, almost spilling out of his lips.

He forced it down, tossed the zither aside, stood up, and strode away.

”Zhou Yu.”

Xiao Qiao called twice.

Zhou Yu did not respond.

Now, Zhou Yu’s mind was full of ’I actually lost’ ’I lost to a Martial Artist and someone beneath my notice’!!

’What have I become?’

’Am I really less than someone beneath my notice?!’

He felt crazed, sprinting all the way to the foot of the mountain, yelling long into the sky, suddenly coughing and spitting out a mouthful of thick blood, which made him feel significantly better.

He turned, gave a long, deep look in the direction of the Daoist Temple, took the reins handed by his guard, mounted the horse swiftly, and rode away without looking back.

”Today’s disgrace, I will certainly repay twice over!”

Inwardly, Zhou Yu swore!

The once proud and conceited young mind was shattered at this moment.

But became somewhat steadier as a result.

”If you can be so versatile! So can I!”

Zhou Yu gritted his teeth:

”If Ding Ling can do it! I surely can too. Next time, I will defeat you in front of everyone! Make you admit you are far inferior to me!”

He had never felt so disheartened!

It was the first time Zhou Yu experienced a snowballing crisis!

Towards Ding Ling.

He was deeply imprinted, almost unable to forget even in death.

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[Achievement Badge Earned: You have intimidated Zhou Yu.]

[Note: Zhou Yu’s life had been smooth, never experiencing major setbacks! Your appearance made him understand there are always people beyond others, and greater skies exist! He is intimidated by you, but remains unyielding! He might challenge you again in the years to come.]

Ding Ling heard the notification.

Feeling slightly surprised.

But soon he understood.

After all, it’s Jiangzuo Handsome Zhou Yu!

How could he be easily defeated? This setback may actually make him more mature, causing swift growth and potentially becoming more formidable than in history.

To this, Ding Ling felt no fear.

If he mastered the Inner Refining Breathing Technique, as King Yue and others described.

Who would he fear then?

Anyone who dares provoke him.

Will face death!

”Impressive, truly impressive!”

Daoist Yhiuu Ji applauded, praising:

”Today truly opened my eyes. It’s the first time I’ve seen someone so talented and versed in all fields. I won’t continue examining you further.”

Ding Ling was delighted.

Daoist Yhiuu Ji stroked his beard, smiling satisfactorily at Ding Ling:

”Meeting a successor like you is a wish fulfilled. Initially thinking a person like you existed only in fantasies, I never expected to find one in reality. Luck, it’s really luck!”

”So you should thank me.”

Zhang Zhongjing interjected.

Daoist Yhiuu Ji laughed and nodded: ”Indeed, I will properly thank you.”

He quickly hushed:

”Enough words. Come with me.”

He stepped forward with large strides.

Ding Ling followed closely behind.

Diao Chan, Zhao Yun, and Du Qingcheng wanted to follow.

But Zhang Zhongjing stopped them:

”You are not yet qualified to learn the Inner Refining Breathing Technique. Wait till you master the External Refining Breathing Technique instinctively. Otherwise...”