Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Breath of Thunder at the Beginning

The spiritual energy intensity exuding from the doll opposite Shen Lin was undoubtedly at the level of the second and fourth levels.

"Huh? That's strange. Could it be that the ruins are in disrepair and are malfunctioning?"

The old man rubbed his chin with a puzzled look on his face.

"Then the question is, can it be fixed?"

"I'm afraid not."

The old man shook his head slightly.

"I just checked the operation of all aspects of the ruins, and there is no problem anywhere. I don't know where the fault is."

he explained.

"What should I do?"

"Well, I don't have a good idea. I can't interfere with the operation of this Dou Zhan Lei... Just make do with it."

When Shen Lin heard what the old man said, his face darkened.

Just make do?

So casual?

On the other side, Zhao Junlin felt happy.

Starting with a doll three levels higher than his own, it was impossible for this guy to surpass him now.

The inheritance is already within his grasp.

Fighting in the ring.

"well."

Shen Lin sighed.

Why is my face so dark? It happened when it was my turn.

But then he adjusted his mood again.

Forget it, at the beginning of level 2 and level 4, it shouldn't be impossible for him to fight now that he has full Thunder Breath.

Thinking of this, his hand grasped the handle of the knife at his waist.

At this time, the puppet on the opposite side had already rushed forward with a mace in hand.

"Breath of Thunder·Type of One·Thunderbolt Flash!"

Lightning flashed and thunder roared.

In the flash of lightning, Shen Lin had passed by the puppet and came behind it.

"Ding."

Slowly sheath the knife.

As the sound of the knife being sheathed was heard, the doll's head fell down and landed on the ground with a muffled "bang" sound.

Pass the first level easily.

"Oh? This move..."

The old man looked at Shen Lin on the ring, his eyes flashing slightly.

In his opinion, this move and slash were clean and neat, without any sloppiness, and had a sense of greatness and simplicity.

I thought that the girl just now was already very good, but I didn't expect that this young man was no less generous.

It seemed that I was really lucky to meet such a genius when I opened the ruins for the first time.

The old man couldn't help but smile.

But Zhao Junlin's mood was not very beautiful.

So fast!

He actually killed a doll that was three levels higher than him in such a short period of time!

How did the opponent create that powerful move just now?

He had a feeling that even if he faced that move, he would be killed instantly.

Even if the ruins malfunction, will he still be surpassed by the other party?

But then he comforted himself.

No, that's not right.

The reason why the other party can create such a powerful move must be because the other party put all their energy into creating this move.

This is already the opponent's only move.

In other words, in the first level alone, the opponent had already used all his strength.

Well, that must be the case!

In the arena.

Shen Lin had already reached the fifth level with one move, Thunderbolt and Flash.

His opponent also reached the second and fifth levels.

"Breath of Thunder·Type of One·Thunderbolt Flash!"

Flashed out like lightning.

But this time...

"Ding!"

The mace blocked its blade.

"Oh? It's only the fifth level. Isn't the flash of lightning useless?"

Shen Lin murmured.

Zhao Junlin outside the court felt happy again when he saw this.

At this rate, let alone surpassing him, the opponent might not even be able to pass the tenth level.

But Shen Lin on the court was completely calm in his heart.

"In that case, let's speed up."

He took a step back to distance himself from the puppet and sheathed his sword.

"Breath of Thunder·Type of One·Thunderbolt Flash·Super Speed!"

Plunder out!

If you could still see the afterimage before, then this time, you can't even see the afterimage.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Lin came behind the puppet again and sheathed his sword.

The doll's head, together with a mace, fell to the ground.

Zhao Junlin: "..."

Faster!

It can actually be faster!

Is this guy a monster? !

He roared in his mind.

But what he didn't know was that the real monster was just beginning to show up in front of him from now on.

Next, as the level became more difficult, Shen Lin had to use other moves.

"Thunder Breath·Two Types·Rice Soul!"

"Thunder's Breath·Three Types·Gathering Mosquitoes into Thunder!"

Zhao Junlin was shocked.

He found out how wrong he was.

It's nonsense to spend all your energy on creating a move!

The other party actually has the same three moves as him!

Now the opponent has reached the fifteenth level.

If you let the opponent pass two more levels, you will lose the qualification to inherit.

Cold sweat dripped down Zhao Junlin's forehead.

But he doesn't have no chance at all.

At the fifteenth level, the opponent was obviously having a hard time.

The next sixteenth level should be the opponent's limit.

And by the seventeenth level, the opponent will most likely be defeated.

In this way, he and the other party are equal.

There should also be some mechanisms similar to playoffs.

He still has a chance to gain inheritance!

In the arena, Shen Lin had defeated the puppets in the sixteenth level and reached the seventeenth level.

What Zhao Junlin guessed was right.

At this level, Shen Lin fell into a hard fight.

The opponent already has the second and eighth levels. In terms of speed and strength, the previous dolls cannot compare with it at all.

The opponent can withstand the divine speed, and the same goes for Rice Soul's attack.

As for gathering mosquitoes into thunder, the damage caused is slightly lower, and it is difficult to cause fatal injuries to them.

This scene should be something that guy is very willing to see, right?

Shen Lin thought and glanced outside the field.

Then as expected, I saw Zhao Junlin's expression full of expectation.

His lips murmured, as if he was repeating something.

If you look carefully, you can see that his repeated words are: "Give up! Give up! Give up!"

Seeing Zhao Junlin like this, Shen Lin gave him a bright smile.

Sorry, your expectations may be disappointed.

Seeing Shen Lin's smile, Zhao Junlin's heart skipped a beat.

An ominous premonition arose in his heart.

"Breath of Thunder·Five Types·Heat World Thunder!"

Shen Lin drew his sword and waved it in vain.

As Shen Lin's words sounded, a huge golden lightning was released from the tip of his knife, like a thunder dragon, swallowing up the puppet opposite.

[Thunder Breath·Five Types·Heat World Thunder]

[Release a single huge thunderbolt to shock the enemy. The thunderbolt has high heat and can burn the enemy. 】

In previous confrontations, Shen Lin discovered that although these dolls had strong speed, power and physical defense, they did not seem to have much defense against energy-based attacks.

The evidence is that when the thunder in his hand hits the opponent, it often paralyzes the opponent.

So he chose the "Hot World Thunder" with powerful single-target damage to deal with the puppets in the seventeenth level.