God Killer: Star Weaver

The dark clouds touched the moonlight, and Yin'er's face flickered. She looked at the expectant Ling Chen, sighed after a while, and shook her head:

"Instructor Mu Yao should have told you not to use that power."

"In this case, the fight between us is not fair."

"Just think that I don't have this kind of perception! I only use the power of star weaving!" Ling Chen said with a slight blush.

Yin'er stared at Ling Chen, seeming to see the restless wind-oriented star power in his body, and then rubbed her head, feeling a little headache.

"This courage is worthy of being a disciple of the Dragon Pavilion. But if you only use the power of the Star Weaver, you will be too weak. Wait for you to practice for a period of time before you challenge me."

"No, I have the desire to challenge strong people when I see them. Even if I lose to you, I believe I can learn something!" Ling Chen said, his voice rising a bit.

"..."

Yin'er was silent as a breeze swept into the room. Ling Chen suddenly noticed a hint of coldness and his whole body trembled slightly. The temperature of the room also obviously dropped a few points.

"OK."

After what seemed like a long time, Yin'er finally nodded, then waved her hand and pointed outside:

"Then let's go to the square and don't disturb other disciples' rest."

"good!"

Seeing Yin'er agreeing, Ling Chen finally cheered for joy, but his expression didn't show much joy and he quickly flew out of the room.

…

In the square, the moonlight shines slowly on the ground, as if it is covered with a layer of silver gauze. The night wind was blowing, the warmth of the day had long since disappeared, and it was particularly cold under the moonlight.

"Ling Chen, restrain your perception and don't leak it."

Yin'er had already tied her black hair into a ponytail and lightly warned Ling Chen in the distance. Drop your hands and rub them gently. As she rubbed, the chilly night wind automatically bypassed her.

"Senior Sister Yin, please enlighten me!!"

Ling Chen ignored the falling temperature. At this time, his heart was already filled with fighting spirit. Looking at Yin'er in front of him, he was eager to try. He was once a warrior. Even if he had no memory, challenging the strong was engraved in his mind. Instinct in your bones cannot be changed.

"Watch what I just said."

Yin'er sighed and nodded.

…

“I don’t know what it’s like to fight against a mid-Rank Three master.”

Ling Chen moved his limbs to drive away the cold. Looking at Yin'er who was motionless, he murmured in his heart with a little curiosity. Immediately, he touched his back with his palm and pulled out the spear he had just brought out. The power of the Star Weaver also slowly surged out of his body, and actually formed a whirlwind on the soles of his feet just like the dangerous warehouse at that time.

"let's start."

Yin'er saw Ling Chen pull out his spear. He waved his hand to him and signaled to start. Then he turned his head and looked in one direction, seeming to find something.

"Wind Riding...Sword!"

Seeing Yin'er's signal, Ling Chen shouted loudly and immediately imitated Bai Ri's gesture of forming hand seals. The wind whirlpool also rushed into the sky, but it did not form any lightsaber.

"This is a wind-type killing move. You can't learn it just by looking at it." Yin'er turned her head when she heard the shout, and saw the seemingly loud movement next to Ling Chen. She couldn't help but smile, "Besides, don't do it during the battle. Saying the name of the move so loudly makes it easy for the opponent to resolve it if he knows the move."

"You have learned a lesson, Senior Sister Yin!"

Ling Chen nodded, the seal changed, and the wind whirlpool also changed its direction and began to blow. Yet nothing was formed.

"Damn, I didn't expect this thing to be so difficult!"

He couldn't help but curse in his heart. After all, he had just learned how to use the power of pure star weaving. Ling Chen was not familiar with it and had not practiced much. Naturally, it was impossible to learn such a killing move at a glance.

"never mind!"

Looking at the aimless wind whirlpool, Ling Chen could only dismiss it, and immediately exhaled a breath. The wind whirlpool sank to the soles of his feet. With the power of the wind, his fist rushed towards Yin'er with fierce wind. .

Looking at Ling Chen rushing over, Yin'er put away her smile, moved her steps slightly, raised her little hand, and collided with Ling Chen's fist.

"boom!"

The fist hit Yin'er's palm, and Ling Chen frowned. He felt a chill spreading down his arm into his body, and the force seemed to hit the cotton without any substantial feedback.

Without caring too much, Ling Chen took advantage of the force and took a few steps back. Holding the spear with both hands, he kicked his steps and stabbed Yin'er's head with the spear.

"Weapons are too simple."

Looking at the stone spear that seemed to be wrapped with kelp, Yin'er frowned, turned slightly to avoid Ling Chen's attack, and gently raised one hand to grab Ling Chen's spear.

The weapon was controlled, Ling Chen's pupils shrank, Yin'er's reaction speed was faster than him, it was really scary. However, he immediately let go and kicked the spear. Then he stepped on the ground again and slashed towards Yin'er's neck with his knife.

Shaken back a few steps by the force from the spear, Yin'er let go and threw the spear away. Her petite body turned slightly and dodged Ling Chen's knife again.

"Sword!"

He didn't call out the name of the move, but he shouted loudly in his heart. Ling Chen's other hand turned into a knife and struck at Yin'er again. However, Yin'er lightly kicked the stone brick in front of her and retreated slightly. He just happened to avoid this second hand knife.

Two fierce weak point attacks failed, and Ling Chen's eyes also had a ruthless look. The two-handed knives struck at Yin'er as fast as lightning again. However, the more he struck, the more frightened he became, because every time he would follow the opponent in a strange way. His body moved away, and besides wasting his energy, he couldn't hit the opponent who was close at hand.

After dozens of strikes, all to no avail, Ling Chen could only retreat, lowering his head to take a breath. However, just as he retreated, he found that Yin'er's figure in front of him had disappeared!

"later?!"

Ling Chen was familiar with this scene. When he was fighting Qin Yilan, his opponent used this trick to instantly transfer his breath, making him unable to guard against him. Then he turned around reflexively and punched the back hard.

"boom!"

The punch without any fancy seemed to hit something. Ling Chen took a closer look and found that it was actually a Wind Wall!

The energy of this Wind Wall is stronger than that summoned by Mu Yao. It is almost a substantial wall, and the energy light almost covers everything behind it.

"Is this wind?! So hard!"

Feeling the strange force coming from his fist, Ling Chen shouted that it was not good and was about to move his body laterally. A jade hand stretched out from the Wind Wall, carrying a hand that was many times stronger than Yu Xiu that Ling Chen fought against at the time. The strength and speed grabbed Ling Chen's chest hard.

"Oops!"

Looking at that little hand, Ling Chen's pupils shrank to the size of a needle in an instant. His chest was his weak point at the moment. The power contained in that seemingly delicate little hand made him understand that if he was hit at this time, he would probably vomit blood and collapse immediately. !

However, he also reacted very quickly, and quickly crossed the knives in his hands to block his chest.

"boom!"

The jade hand made contact with the hand knife like lightning, and the strong force immediately shook Ling Chen away. The latter retreated more than ten feet, and finally stopped slowly after grazing the ground.

"Huh...huh, cough!"

Ling Chen gasped and coughed several times, and the smell of blood surged into his chest. Although he resisted, the remaining energy still hit his chest. The explosion just now made him almost unable to If he immediately counterattacked, he could only stare closely at the figure behind the Wind Wall.

The wind wall dispersed, and Yin'er appeared and landed gently. Looking across at Ling Chen who was breathing heavily.

After taking a few more breaths, Ling Chen calmed down his breathing, and immediately made a hand seal, and a storm of wind rushed towards Yin'er on the opposite side.

Seeing Ling Chen using the wind like a fist, Yin'er was a little surprised, but she didn't move away, as if she was letting the wind hit her.

The storm came in an instant, but the imaginary collision sound did not appear, but passed directly through Yin'er.

"Hit?"

Looking at Yin'er who was hit by the strong wind, Ling Chen asked in surprise, but suddenly found that he didn't hear any sound. When he took another closer look, the body of "Yin'er" in front of him trembled strangely.

"Afterimage?!"

Sensing a strange noise from behind, Ling Chen knew that the real Yin'er had teleported behind him. But he can't match such speed!

boom!

Before he could react, Ling Chen was hit on the back by a force and was immediately knocked away.