Global Games: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

Assembly of Seekers of the Dharma:

Who do you think will win?

Meng Yuan, the young master of Tianji Pavilion, came to Bai Daoran's side and asked with a smile.

Bai Daoran crossed his arms and smiled confidently: "Of course, he's my junior brother. He's a genius that's one in a million."

At the same time, Fujino Seiran, who was off the field, had just unleashed a triple gust of wind, confident that Mo Lan would not be able to withstand three sword energies at the same time.

Even if you manage to eat one, the remaining two will automatically track you and attack from the left and right simultaneously.

But Mo Lan reacted in that very short time.

His vital energy gathered in his legs, instantly shifting to the left.

call out!

While dodging the sword energy to the left, Mo Lan suddenly flung out the black dagger, which swiftly stabbed towards Fujino Seiran's head.

He raised his hands and took the sword energy from the far left head.

"What?!"

Fujino Seiran was surprised that Mo Lan would counterattack at this time, and quickly raised his long sword to knock Mayu away in mid-air.

Zizi!

The properties of May Rain came into play at this moment, interfering with and dismantling the opponent's defensive force field the instant it touched Fujino Seiran.

This type of non-disruptive interference typically lasts only 0.5 seconds, which is a very short timing.

But for Mo Lan, that was enough.

Magnetic field rotation - 50,000 horsepower!

Supreme Sword Leg Technique!

"What?!" Fujino Aolan's pupils trembled.

After taking a hit from a sword aura, Mo Lan instantly rushed in front of Fujino Seiran and kicked him squarely in the chest.

"thumping!!"

Fujino Seiran was kicked flying and crashed into the wooden wall of the training ground.

Mo Lan landed lightly, catching the dagger that fell from mid-air.

"Cough cough...!"

Fujino Seiran lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Oh shit..."

He wiped his mouth, looked up at the relaxed Mo Lan, and frowned: "Are you even human?"

He took a direct hit from a fierce sword aura, but all he got on his arm was a deep wound that reached the bone, and the wound was rapidly healing in the white mist.

Upon hearing this, Mo Lan scratched his head: "Ah... this? Our Tai Chu Sect's techniques are just that powerful. If you have any questions, ask my master."

He nodded to himself.

Bai Daoran, standing in the stands, blinked and couldn't help but think: Are their sect's techniques already this powerful at the first level? How come he didn't know?

"Hey, this kid." Lin Jianwei chuckled softly.

In fact, the first level of the Supreme Orthodox Dharma does not possess such formidable defensive and regenerative capabilities. The reason Mo Lan was able to withstand a sword strike from Fujino Seiran was...

It's simply because he has high defense and high health.

The hexagonal panel with rotating magnetic field, combined with the superhuman resilience of the progenitor virus, created his superhuman physique.

Since he began practicing the Supreme Righteous Law, the efficiency and intensity of his use of magnetic field rotation have more than doubled.

It's like putting a saddle on a wild horse.

When operating at full power, Mo Lan could almost match an opponent with a danger level of 3.8 solely based on her physical abilities.

"Tsk." Fujino Seiran clicked his tongue in displeasure, then raised his long sword, his defensive force field already repaired:

"This isn't over yet."

"OK."

Mo Lan lowered her body slightly.

Fujino Seiran raised his long sword and slowly chanted, "Netherworld Realm, severing life and bestowing death, Netherworld!"

"Shikai!"

Splash!

The Netherworld Blade in his hand responded to his command, instantly changing from its original silver-white color to a deep green, like the fire of the Netherworld.

At the same time, Fujino Seiran's danger level has also increased significantly, from 3.6 to 3.8.

The Strength attribute has been upgraded from [Rank B] ​​to [Rank A], but the other attributes remain unchanged.

Mo Lan lowered her eyes slightly: "That's interesting."

As expected of the heir to the Fujino Group.

Fujino Seiran not only possesses an excellent combination of skills, but the weapon he wields, named "Jieyou," is also of the highest quality.

In comparison, I'm really a primitive person; I have neither the mechanism nor the numerical values, and vice versa.

Since that's the case, I'd better take it seriously.

Fujino Seiran slightly tilted the blade and suddenly unleashed a three-hit combo of sword energy at Mo Lan.

This sword energy was far faster and more ferocious than any of the previous ones.

After forcing Fujino Seiran to unleash his ultimate move, Mo Lan no longer held back his strength.

He instantly brandished the May Rain sword in his hand, and countless blades flashed in mid-air, severing all the oncoming sword energy.

After learning about the characteristics of that weapon, Fujino Seiran was shocked by the result, but it was also somewhat expected.

"It's not over yet!"

He raised Jieyou, and in a flash, he was close to Mo Lan, wanting to seize the moment when Mo Lan's old power had been gone and new power had not yet been generated.

He was confident that as long as he could strike Mo Lan with one blow, he could use the characteristics of "Boundary Nether" to render the opponent unable to fight.

Suddenly, Mo Lan's lips curled into a smile. He seemed to have anticipated Fujino Seiran's rashness.

You've been tricked.

Mo Lan raised her left hand, which was aimed precisely at Fujino Seiran, who had suddenly rushed to her side.

A mass of pitch-black matter had quietly condensed at his fingertips, without him even realizing it.

"Imaginary Zero!"

Fujino Seiran's pupils contracted; at this moment, every cell in his body was telling him two words:

Danger!

But the illusory nature of Zero Yin is such that once you see it, you can no longer escape it.

There is no pre-arrangement, no process; simply raising your hand completes the power accumulation.

The most terrifying consumption is used to achieve the purest burst of power.

Fujino Seiran's eyes widened; there was no space on the playground.

He could only watch helplessly as Mo Lan's Void Zero, at half its power, exploded before his eyes, instantly tearing apart his defensive force field and then engulfing it.

"boom!!"

The violent explosion formed a fan shape starting from the point in front of Mo Lan.

Fujino Seiran, who fully absorbed the full damage of this feint attack, truly deserves the title of "little glutton."

"What is that?!"

"Is it just a simple Qi cannon? But it doesn't quite look like one."

The spectators stared wide-eyed, for anyone who witnessed such a bizarre and terrifying move would be startled.

Beside Bai Daoran, Lin Jianwei stroked his beard and said, "I never expected this, Daoran. Your junior brother has probably far exceeded everyone's expectations."

"I have only ever seen the ability to utilize one's innate Qi to such an extent with the ancestral master Suichen."

Bai Daoran remained noncommittal, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

As the explosion gradually subsided...

Fujino Seiran was charred black all over, with one eye closed and the other bloodshot.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell backward and crashed to the ground.

"Are you alright?"

Mo Lan slowly withdrew her hand.

What a pity, I was still a cut above the rest.

"You...did you release the water?"

Fujino Seiran's pupils moved with difficulty as he looked at Mo Lan's left hand, which was emitting white smoke, and he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Those in the spectator stands might not be able to see it, but as someone who experienced the nuclear explosion firsthand, he could definitely feel it.

Mo Lan had just prematurely detonated the Virtual Zero in his own hands.

What may seem like simple micro-operations can lead to vastly different results.

If Mo Lan hadn't detonated the charged Zero in his hand, but instead launched the virtual Zero and then detonated it, he would have lost half his life, even if he hadn't died.

Upon hearing this, Mo Lan gave him a rather disdainful look, rolling her eyes at him.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not that kind."

"But when it comes to sparring, it's all about stopping when you've hit a mark. If you die right away, it'll be a real problem for me too."

He only used 50% of his power, and with the pre-detonation, he didn't kill Fujino Seiran directly by using him as a speed bump.

Of course, this is also due to the fact that Fujino Seiran himself has low physical defense and is a high-damage, high-speed type of player. Even with a defensive force field, he simply cannot stop Mo Lan's Void Style: Zero.

Just now, his defensive vest was destroyed in a second, which shows how terrifying the power of the Void Style: Zero is.

Fujino Seiran looked up at the sky upon hearing Mo Lan's words:

"monster."

He closed his eyes drowsily and gave Mo Lan a two-word evaluation.