Cthulhu Card Making: Medusa Card Making at the Beginning.

Chapter 148: Ka Ling and others come together for the decisive battle!
The rain was heavy, soaking the entire arena.

The mental contest between the two just now has already determined who is better.

Lin Mo lowered his eyes.

When considering cards, first look at the quality, then the star rating, and finally the attribute restraint.

Restraint and the like are only relative.

Mythological card spirits may indeed be able to restrain some card spirits with strange properties.

But that is when the star magnitude difference between the two sides' cards is not too big.

The nine-star purple card, simply by releasing a charm ghost, already has the meaning of suppressing the opponent.

Of course, the opponent still has a martial arts statue that is useless.

On the other side, Zhou Wenlong stretched his body, and the tiger aura behind him was released.

Just as he was about to attack Lin Mo, he suddenly felt raindrops falling from the sky.

The rain hit him, soaking all his clothes.

The aura on his body began to weaken, and the tiger shadow behind Zhou Wenlong also disappeared at this moment.

"No, we can't drag this on any longer."

His expression stiffened, and Zhou Wenlong felt that all the strength in his body suddenly became weak.

With a slight lift of his wrist, a card flashing blue light appeared in his hand.

Fighting Skill Card [Cloud Collapse]

As the source power was injected into the cards, the cards scattered in an instant, turned into fluorescent dots, and fell into Zhou Wenlong's fist.

"boom!"

A punch was thrown out, like a heavy artillery, making a dull sound in the air.

The powerful force pushed the falling rain away, and the rain curtain flew everywhere.

The punch continued to move with unabated force, heading straight for Lin Mo's face.

However, it's not over yet.

Before one punch arrives, another one comes.

Zhou Wenlong swung his fists left and right repeatedly, his arms like bows.

One punch after another, all concentrated and not dissipated, attacked Lin Mo.

"Breaking Cloud Power, can you play it like this?!"

Under the ring, in a corner of the spectator seats, Xu Chengfei was watching Zhou Wenlong's punching style, muttering to himself.

He also knows the Cloud Breaking Force, but he always concentrates on one point and then releases it completely.

He is nothing like Zhou Wenlong, who can throw a punch and then throw another one.

The punches were continuous, like the tide.

But the power of each punch did not decrease at all.

The control of force has reached an extreme.

It was visible to the naked eye that the punch was as powerful as a cannonball and was rushing towards Lin Mo.

The wind from the fist made Lin Mo's hair on his forehead flutter.

If he was also a combat card master of the fighting department, Lin Mo might have to take the punch head-on that could break the rain curtain.

But he is a summoning battle card player.

In an instant, murderous aura condensed around Lin Mo.

There was a blood red in his eyes, and the shadow of a girl holding a scarlet long knife appeared behind him.

He slightly tilted his body, and a punch passed by him and hit the barrier around the ring, creating ripples.

Afterwards, Lin Mo raised his hand, formed his palm into a blade, and swung it towards the streams of energy.

hum!
Along with the low sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed, a flash of blood-red light appeared.

The blade light slashed out from Lin Mo's palm, with great momentum, completely offsetting the force of the fist.

"call"

Lin Mo let out a long sigh, a faint smile still on his face.

Demonic sword slash!
Who says that you can't release the Demon Sword Slash without the Demon Sword?

During the whole process, Lin Mo didn't even use any cards. With the blessing of the same heart talent, he completely shared the core card skills of the contract cards in the fate palace.

The Demon Sword Slash is naturally among them.

In the center of the ring, the huge blade light blocked all the fist power.

At the same time, the force of the fist also crushed the blade into pieces.

The air was surging, and the two people on the ring had not moved at all from the beginning to now.

But they have already fought twice in a row.

"I say, there is no need to test, let me see your martial arts statue." Lin Mo said lightly.

He could feel that if the force of the punch just now was used on someone else, he might be knocked back directly.

But with the six seals and the support of six contract cards that he now has, it will be fine even if he has to endure it.

"That's true. Let's finish the game earlier so that everyone can rest earlier." Hearing Lin Mo's words, Zhou Wenlong was stunned at first, and then nodded in agreement.

Then, Zhou Wenlong put two fingers together and raised them slightly in front of his chest.

In the life palace, six spots of light were released simultaneously.

Lin Mo frowned.

The other party also has six seals.

During the competition a few days ago, wasn’t it still five engravings?
But then he just smiled silently.

He was promoted quickly, so others might not be slow either.

He is not the only one making progress in this world.
As he spoke, the shadow of the white tiger behind Zhou Wenlong gradually dissipated.

A card with purple glow slowly floated in front of Zhou Wenlong.

"Martial Statue, the Martial Saint, open!"

As Zhou Wenlong finished speaking, the card floating in front of him instantly turned into a stream of light and merged into his body.

The familiar blue-red gas column rose from the ground and rushed straight into the sky.

However, this time, because the defensive barrier was set up by He Zhongming himself, the air column did not break through the barrier.

But even so, the barrier still continued to ripple like water waves under the impact of the air column.

A shaky posture.

The majestic momentum like a mountain pressed down on Lin Mo like an overwhelming force.

Feeling the surging momentum, Lin Mo's face darkened.

The second time I faced the martial statue, the feeling was completely different.

Compared with Xu Chengfei and Wu Zekai, Zhou Wenlong's martial arts image is obviously more concise.

The momentum is also more powerful.

If we say that Xu Chengfei and Wu Zekai's martial arts cards are only equivalent to medium and low star purple cards.

Zhou Wenlong’s martial arts image is a real high-star purple card.

And it is definitely not weaker than the soul-summoning flag he used after his promotion.

At this time, Zhou Wenlong, without knowing when, already had a dragon-mouthed long sword in his hand, and was walking backwards.

The half-body shadow behind him had a red aura rising from it, and in his hand he was also holding a dragon-patterned Guandao upside down. He was stroking his long beard and was wearing a long robe, with only half of his body showing the scales of his armor.

The Saint of Martial Arts?

Haha, it should obviously be Guandi Emperor.

Looking at the appearance of the martial arts image behind Zhou Wenlong, Lin Mo said in his heart.

For no reason, I thought of a person from another world.

Under normal circumstances, when he saw Zhou Wenlong's martial arts statue, he might even light three incense sticks and pay his respects.

But now, he really doesn't have that intention.

Looking at the Guandao in the martial arts statue's hand, Lin Mo felt a chill on his neck.

It seemed as if the next moment, the sharp blade would fall on his neck.

"Hey, Lin Mo, Wuxiang is not like ordinary cards, you better be careful."

On the opposite side, Zhou Wenlong exhaled lightly and gave a warning.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Lin Mo felt that Zhou Wenlong's voice became much deeper and his eyes were more fierce than before.

With Zhou Wenlong's reminder, the six marks in Lin Mo's life palace flashed.

The next moment, Medusa, Lai Fu, Jin Bu Huan, Shugos, and Yao Dao Ji.
Including the previous soul-summoning banner, the six card spirits appeared together.

Although the source power consumption increased sharply, for Lin Mo, victory or failure depended on this one move.

When the black fog dissipated, six figures of different shapes appeared in front of everyone.

Be it the teacher on the stage or the nearly one thousand students watching the competition below the stage, they were all in an uproar.

“Six or six Ka Lings?!” someone among the students exclaimed, his voice trembling.

"Not only are there six card spirits, but there are also two six seals." Someone added.

The voice was almost calm, which was a sign that he was too shocked to give any reaction.

They couldn't help but be shocked. After all, most of the other seed students of the same period only had four engravings.

Some have just broken through.

(End of this chapter)