Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically

Linghu Chong hesitated.

However, Cheng Yaojin was already locked in a life-and-death struggle with Zhang Hex.

He looked like a mad bull, wielding the giant axe with the unpredictability of an antelope’s horns, mastering the Three Axes of the Thirty-Six Celestial Spirit Axe Techniques to perfection and using them with a transcendental skill, executed with exquisite precision.

Yet, no matter how exceptional his skills are.

Zhang Hex’s Spear Technique was equally formidable, combined with the various Divine Skills and Secret Techniques taught by Ding Ling. The fusion of the Breathing Technique’s Vigorous Qi and Inner Power exploded his combat strength by five or tenfold.

Cheng Yaojin couldn’t withstand it at all!

During each clash and collision of weapons, Cheng Yaojin felt as if he were struck by lightning, his palm trembling violently. After several rounds, his tiger’s mouth had already fractured, unable to hold on, his weapon was swept away, and Zhang Hex’s spear, lightning-fast, executed a spinning thrust!

Thud!

It pierced through the chest!

Cheng Yaojin clutched the spear tightly with one hand, reaching out to grab Zhang Hex’s face with the other. Zhang Hex took a step back and forcefully pulled out the spear!

Thud!

Another crisp sound.

A gaping, bloody hole appeared on Cheng Yaojin’s chest. He glanced at Zhang Hex and then at Linghu Chong, who was rushing over with a sword and a face full of horror, and gave a bitter smile. His towering body knelt to the ground like a collapsing mountain, slowly closed his eyes.

He had ascended to achieve great deeds with Li Yuanba, Qin Qiong, and others, but failed to find Qin Qiong, only to receive news of Li Yuanba’s demise.

No matter what.

He had to avenge Li Yuanba.

But he was far from Ding Ling’s match.

Therefore, after leaving Huashan, he befriended heroes and joined forces with figures like the Six Immortals of Peach Valley, the Black and White Heroes, and Linghu Chong.

Believing this ambush would certainly succeed.

To kill Qu Feiyan and others.

It would have been a significant blow to Ding Ling.

Unfortunately...

He overestimated their strength and underestimated Zhang Hex and Taishi Ci’s capabilities.

These two were personally taught by Ding Ling for months, and with ample Great Medicine, their combat power was probably several times greater than in the past!

But Cheng Yaojin had no such expert guidance, groping his way along, his Inner Strength disastrously lacking, how could he withstand Zhang Hex’s spear?

”To die like this, I truly feel unwilling.”

Cheng Yaojin’s mind became increasingly ethereal.

”If I too had guidance from such an expert like Ding Ling, I definitely wouldn’t have lost to Zhang Hex!”

This was his final thought before death.

”Ah!”

In his trance, he seemed to hear Linghu Chong roaring:

”Zhang Hex, I’ll fight you to the end!”

Linghu Chong ah...

Cheng Yaojin sighed softly.

Then he completely perished, returned to darkness.

...

Ah!

Linghu Chong roared, charging at Zhang Hex, swinging a treasure sword, the sword light shining brilliantly, the sword moves wondrous and strange!

Clang clang clang!

But Zhang Hex remained unfazed, raised his spear, and thrust it straight ahead, nearly knocking Linghu Chong’s sword out of his hand in an instant!

Without Cheng Yaojin to mainly attack Zhang Hex.

Only providing support, relying on the Dugu Nine Swords to roam the world, how could Linghu Chong be a match for Zhang Hex?

Zhang Hex raised his hand, used a bit of force, and thrust again.

Clang clang clang!

This thrust was ever-changing, spear flowers blossomed as he chose to clash hard with the opponent’s treasure sword!

Whoosh whoosh!

The enormous force transferred from the spear’s shaft to the sword’s blade, and in an instant, Linghu Chong’s palm couldn’t hold steady, the sword flew from his hand, and then in another instant, thud!

He was already pinned to the ground by Zhang Hex’s spear.

His entire arm was pierced through, blood gushed out, and the intense pain caused Linghu Chong to cry out.

Zhang Hex was about to finish him off.

But Qu Feiyan suddenly spoke up:

”Zhang Hex, he’s a disciple of Elder Feng, and this, I think it’s better to leave him for Elder Feng to handle.”

”...Fine.”

Zhang Hex thought about it and agreed.

After all, they were going to seek sword instruction from Feng Qingyang.

At Huashan for a period of secluded practice.

It would be unwise to antagonize Feng Qingyang because of this fool Linghu Chong.

”Bind him to a horse and send him back to Huashan.”

The group made the decision.

They tied up Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong wanted to struggle, but was knocked unconscious by a hand chop from Zhang Hex!

He wouldn’t indulge Linghu Chong.

Because of Feng Qingyang’s connection, Linghu Chong escaped death.

Others didn’t have this connection.

Chased and killed by Zhang Hex, Taishi Ci, and others, they all were wiped out like falling leaves in the autumn wind.

”A group of Green Forest bandits that rampage and harm one side, or Black Dao experts who kill like flies! Or insane old men.

Even dared to ambush us.

Really ignorant!”

Zhang Hex looked at the bodies all around him and snorted coldly.

”This Cheng Yaojin had such great ability, able to gather so many heroes in just a few months, which shows his extraordinary charisma and eloquence. Having killed him, we must be even more cautious now.”

Taishi Ci thought of the instructions from Ding Ling.

Zhang Hex nodded, and on the way back to Huashan.

They remained exceptionally vigilant, without a moment of slackness!

Who knows if more enemies will emerge secretly?

After all, there are plenty who want Ding Ling’s friends and family dead.

Fortunately, perhaps due to the previous slaughter deterring enemies from all sides, they dared not act rashly anymore.

Zhang Hex’s group smoothly returned to Huashan.

After handing Linghu Chong to Feng Qingyang,

They began their closed-door cultivation.

Feng Qingyang looked at the dejected, pale Linghu Chong and was very disappointed:

”Both learned the Dugu Nine Swords, Ding Ling’s fame spreads throughout the world, subduing all directions, the Shaolin Temple tightly shut its mountain gate, ten forces jointly honor him as the world’s number one!

And you?

Daily drunkenness, decay.

Linghu Chong, you really disappoint me.”

”Martial Uncle.”

Linghu Chong was ashamed, had no place to hide, he opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to explain.

”I don’t want to hear your explanations.”

Feng Qingyang waved his hand:

”What you did was outrageous. Associating with a group of evil demons and even mixing with Demon Dao people who dared to eat people. Are you still a righteous disciple?

What about your standards?

Your integrity?!

Previously, you were close to people like Tian Boguang and that was it. But now you conspired with a group of evil demons to kill Ding Ling’s friends, what do you mean by that?!”

”Cheng Yaojin wasn’t an evil demon outcast.”

Linghu Chong couldn’t help but say:

”He was righteous and brave, generous and open-minded, a rare good man. He was besieged and chased by Zhang Hex and others, and seeing that, I couldn’t stand it...”

”Enough, enough.”

Feng Qingyang waved, sighing:

”Enemies and us are irreconcilable. No matter how good Cheng Yaojin was, he was still our enemy. You stood with the enemy, which means you disregarded me, Feng Qingyang.

You may leave now.”