Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically

Watching the White Rainbow Palm Force, exquisite and fierce like the palm of a Divine Being, about to ’smash’ Bu Jingyun dead on the spot, suddenly a person rushed in from the side, exerting all their strength to strike a punch!

Boom!

The Frost River Reflection rolled out, clashing heavily with the White Rainbow Palm Force in an instant, but in just a moment, the Frost River Reflection was shattered, and the White Rainbow Palm Force continued downward, Bang! Directly hitting the newcomer’s chest!

The newcomer groaned, involuntarily flying diagonally several meters away, spinning in mid-air, half-kneeling on the ground, face flushed, and spitting out a stream of blood.

With just one strike, he had already suffered serious injuries.

But regardless of his own injury, he covered his chest with one hand, raised the other high, and shouted loudly: ”Hero, wait!”

Ding Ling looked at the newcomer.

Seeing his righteous aura and appearance, both strong and gentle, couldn’t help but ask:

”Who are you?”

The opponent’s fist technique earlier was filled with chilling air, clever and fierce to the extreme.

The newcomer surely has a remarkable heritage.

”I am Qin Shuang.”

The newcomer stood up with difficulty, clasping his fists toward Ding Ling, a face full of shame and apology:

”I apologize to the hero on behalf of Junior Brother Yun. I hope you can forgive his recklessness. He was just too concerned about Kong Ci, which made him impulsively attack you. He absolutely did not mean to target you, hero.”

”Celestial Frost Hall’s Hall Master Qin Shuang?”

Ding Ling was surprised.

Unexpectedly, Qin Shuang had been following behind Bu Jingyun all along.

It seems the players have intervened.

The plot indeed has changed.

”It’s me indeed.”

Qin Shuang staggered to Bu Jingyun’s side.

Bu Jingyun had been struck several times, already severely injured, unconscious, muttering ’I want the Ice Soul’ ’I want the Ice Soul’ ’Kong Ci, Kong Ci, no, don’t leave me!’

Qin Shuang listened, feeling extremely sorrowful, and the camaraderie for Bu Jingyun surged in his heart, a mix of emotions intertwined, making his feelings for Bu Jingyun at this moment extremely complex.

On the wedding night.

The bride was killed.

The body was even taken away by his Junior Brother.

Such a blow is no less than a bolt from the blue. But Qin Shuang, after all, is not ordinary, and when he saw Bu Jingyun about to be killed, he couldn’t help but rush out swiftly, taking a White Rainbow Palm Force meant for Bu Jingyun.

He was puzzled earlier, wondering how Bu Jingyun could not withstand a casual palm strike from Ding Ling, being instantly heavily injured and vomiting blood!

But upon really encountering it, he realized the terrifying, overwhelming, and fierce power of this young man’s palm!

It’s simply not on the same level!

If he wanted to kill him,

it would take no effort at all!

Understanding this clearly, Qin Shuang showed extreme respect.

”Please spare Junior Brother Yun this time. I am willing to apologize to the hero on his behalf.”

”What gift are you planning to offer as compensation?”

Ding Ling raised an eyebrow.

Although Bu Jingyun is passionate and overbearing, Ding Ling appreciates him, but the two are only strangers for now, so Ding Ling naturally wouldn’t condone him.

”This...”

Qin Shuang hesitated.

Suddenly realizing that he had nothing to offer.

He expressed as much.

Ding Ling then said:

”Your fist technique is good.”

Qin Shuang froze, murmuring:

”This is my master’s unwritten secret, how can it be casually passed on...”

But thinking of Xiong Ba’s scheme.

Qin Shuang felt disheartened, as though enveloped in icy frost, his whole being seemingly falling into an icy abyss.

He sighed and said:

”The greatest sorrow is a heart that has died... I can give you the fist manual of the Celestial Frost Fist. Just please spare Junior Brother Yun’s life this time.”

”Alright. Give me the manual.”

Ding Ling was unconcerned about Bu Jingyun’s life and death.

What he cared about was the Secret Manual, about enhancing his powers.

”I need paper and ink.”

”I have it.”

Ding Ling glanced around.

Noticed the growing number of spectators.

Then said:

”Let’s go to a secluded place to talk.”

”As you wish, hero.”

Qin Shuang was respectful.

Realizing the difference between them, he dared not put on any airs in front of Ding Ling.

A while later.

Qin Shuang carried a coffin with one hand, and Bu Jingyun with the other, walked forward.

No one dared to block their path.

Obviously they had seen the battle earlier.

Though Qin Shuang lost, with just one Celestial Frost Fist Frost River Reflection, he could freeze everything; an ordinary first-class expert facing the Celestial Frost Fist would be instantly defeated!

These onlookers were mostly third-rate or second-rate Jianghu figures, only daring to watch from afar, not daring to get too close.

Until Ding Ling and the others were far away.

Only then did they erupt in loud discussions:

”I recognize that stern man carrying the coffin, it’s No-Crying Death God Bu Jingyun! Who would’ve thought that this No-Crying Death God, who has traveled the world for the World Association, would be heavily injured and vomit blood with just one move against that riding man! Who exactly is this man? He’s too formidable!”

”Indeed. Looks so young. Really can’t guess how he has trained!”

...

The crowd’s discussion continued.

Finally, a player hiding among the crowd couldn’t help but reveal Ding Ling’s identity.

All at once.

The crowd became even more tumultuous, unrest was rife.

Who would have thought Ding Ling was an Ascender, and the emperor of the Lower Realm at that! This is truly remarkable!

The player was even more shocked.

He was a new player.

Arriving he had landed in a small city’s martial arts gym, taking a local native as his master.

There must be several players like him.

But in this city, he was the only player!

If it weren’t for his curiosity bringing him here to watch, he might not have witnessed Ding Ling’s explosive scene of overwhelming Bu Jingyun and Qin Shuang!

”This is Jianghu, this is Martial World!”

The player was fervently excited, full of admiration:

”Ding Ling is incredibly strong. Even a Great God like Bu Jingyun was almost killed by him easily. I’ve only just started, not even as good as a third-rate expert, how many years will it take until I can, like Ding Ling, exact revenge and gallop across Jianghu? Smiling, proud wanderer of the world?”

The player fantasized, dreaming of the future.

...

...

Far from the crowd.

At a pavilion.

Seeing no one there.

Ding Ling leapt off his horse, taking out paper and ink from his Storage Pouch for Qin Shuang.

This paper and ink were bought by Ding Ling earlier when passing through some towns.

He had money!

Thus, he bought some essentials.

Pots and pans, paper and ink, guqin, jade flute, bow, and arrow; he bought some of each to be prepared.

After all, there were two Storage Pouches.

Not bought excessively, but enough to fit.

”Truly a Divine Object.”

Qin Shuang paused for a moment, feeling increasingly curious about Ding Ling’s background, but dared not ask further, fearing Ding Ling’s disapproval. He simply picked up the pen, dipped some ink, spread out the paper, and began to write.

The Celestial Frost Fist is a powerful superior martial art that integrates External Skill and Inner Power.

Qin Shuang was indeed a straightforward person.

External skill technique mantra,

Inner Power Heart Method mantra, precautions all listed one by one.