Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 135: Sun Ce’s Target Person (40/50)

Yuan Yao was furious, so angry he felt his hair stand on end. Instinctively, he took out his whip and lashed it toward Sunx Ce.

Sunx Ce raised an eyebrow but did not evade.

Smack!

The whip struck his body, yet he did not even flinch.

Yuan Yao wanted to strike again, but Sunx Ce wouldn’t allow it. He pointed his spear at Ding Ling and shouted loudly:

"Ding Ling, you cowardly rat, do you dare to fight me to the death?"

Upon hearing his words.

Yuan Yao paused his whip and didn’t lash it again.

The strength of Sunx Ce and Sunx Jian, the father and son.

He was very clear about it.

This family wasn’t his family’s slaves; they were merely temporarily dependent. Yuan Yao couldn’t go too far, so he just snorted and pulled his horse aside.

He hoped Sunx Ce could defeat Ding Ling.

But Zhao Yun weaker than Ding Ling?

Yuan Yao was bewildered; he hadn’t seen Ding Ling and Zhao Yun in combat, so how could he know this?

But he had seen Zhao Yun just defeat Sunx Ce.

He had little hope that Sunx Ce could completely defeat Ding Ling.

"I couldn’t win, what makes you better to fight Ding Ling?"

Zhao Yun, stern and powerful:

"I advise you not to seek trouble!"

"You won’t know until you try."

Sunx Ce sneered:

"Many famed generals aren’t what they seem. For all I know, Ding Ling might overshadow your fame, Zhao Zilong!"

Although Sunx Ce still disagreed with Zhao Zilong, his tone had softened considerably.

Ding Ling witnessed this, spurred his horse forward, confronted Sunx Ce, and said:

"Your arm is injured, how will you duel with me?"

"Even injured, I can capture a tiger!"

Sunx Ce, defiant, widened his tiger eyes and shouted loudly:

"Ding Ling, you coward, will you fight me or not?"

"You’re asking to die."

Ding Ling’s battle axe trembled in his hand, and he leapt from his horse:

"I won’t bully you, I’ll dismount and use my left hand to duel with you."

He switched the battle axe to his left hand.

Sunx Ce’s expression was ugly, wanting to say it wasn’t necessary.

But his right hand was injured, forcing him to also use his left hand, so he merely snorted lightly and didn’t respond.

"Get ready, I won’t be polite!"

Before the words fell.

He suddenly thrust his spear at Ding Ling.

Clang!

The spear blossoms blink into existence in the void, blooming into seven or eight flowers, and within moments, conjured dozens of spear blossoms, which burst into a drawing of a Celestial God capturing the moon.

The pattern gleamed brightly, like a galaxy falling from the heavens, crashing toward Ding Ling.

Ding Ling smiled faintly, instead of retreating, he advanced, the Overlord Halberd Technique boomed to life, boom!

A massive force converged into a figure of dominance, along with the overwhelming shadows of halberds, it violently collided into the Celestial God capturing the moon graphic.

In just an instant, it shattered the Celestial God capturing the moon pattern, the sharp, unmatched halberd tip struck Sunx Ce’s spear shaft.

Clang!

Like a meteor hitting the earth!

More like lightning striking a tree!

Sunx Ce, as if struck by thunder, trembled, his tiger mouth cracking, the hand holding the spear failed to grasp it and it flew out of his hands.

He seemed as if he were hit by a surging, torrent-like wave, his armor splitting open, he flew uncontrollably straight out.

After flying seven or eight meters, he heavily landed on the ground, rolling a few circles to disperse the frightening momentum.

Poof!

He opened his mouth wide, spewing out a thick mouthful of blood.

He held the ground, staggering to stand, his face frightened as he stared at Ding Ling:

"You, you, you..."

"Still want to fight?"

Zhao Yun sighed:

"I told you not to overestimate yourself."

He knew Ding Ling had held back; otherwise, Sunx Ce would surely be dead from that strike.

"..."

Sunx Ce had no words to match, forcefully endured the severe pain, sulkily walked aside, looking somewhat desolate.

Yet still looking unyielding, he shouted at Ding Ling mounting his horse: 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"I’m still young, when I grow older and stronger, I will definitely defeat you!"

Ding Ling noncommittally smiled, leaving with Yuan Yao and Zhao Yun.

Watching their retreating figures.

Sunx Ce’s blood boiled again, uncontrollably spewing another mouthful of blood:

"Too strong!"

He murmured:

"No wonder he could break out from Si Li Land!"

He never feared anything, nor submitted to anyone.

Even his father.

He firmly believed he could eventually surpass him.

But facing Ding Ling’s age, coupled with his halberd technique and brute strength, for the first time made Sunx Ce feel powerless.

"When can I be this strong?!"

"Can I have such terrifying power at Ding Ling’s age?!"

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[Achievement Medal Earned: You have gained Sunx Ce’s high recognition.]

[Note: You have subdued Sunx Ce with martial power, making him realize there is always someone stronger! In this world, it is not only the Sunx Family that is most courageous!

No doubt. He will aim at you, continuously spurring himself onward, hoping to one day catch up to or even surpass you!

By then, he is sure to challenge you again!]

Upon hearing the prompt.

Ding Ling paused, then felt relieved.

He glanced at the character panel:

[1: Defeat more than 20 Plane Warriors: 8/20.]

Eight in total.

Counting them up.

Juyi, Zhang Hex, Gao Lan, Zhao Zilong, Zhang Feiyan, Zhang Liao, Lü Bu, Sunx Ce.

These are the eight listed.

Sunx Ce, obviously, is a First-class or above expert, counted as a Plane Warrior.

If Sunx Ce becomes Super-Elite, the Achievement Medal will certainly be grade E, rather than ordinary.

Clip-clop!

Amid the sound of the iron hooves, along with Yuan Yao’s shout ’We’ve arrived’.

Ding Ling returned to his senses.

He looked at the three-story pavilion not far away.

Above the entrance hung a plaque.

Engraved with two bold characters:

Armory!

"Right here?"

"Correct."

Yuan Yao dismounted, yelled at the gatekeepers to open the gate.

The gatekeepers were two tall, sturdy warriors, clad in solid armor, who frowned as they looked at Yuan Yao, saying:

"Young Master, don’t make it difficult for us. The lord said, without his orders, the Armory cannot be opened!"

"Impudent!"

Yuan Yao roared:

"This young master is the future Patriarch of the Yuan Family! You dare block me?! Tired of living?!"

"I dare not!"

The warrior’s face was pale, and they hurriedly kneeled.

"Then open the gate for this young master!"

"Yes. Young Master!"

The warriors sighed and stepped forward to open the Armory’s heavy gates.

Click! Click!

The heavy doors opened, soon revealing the interiors’ wonders.

With one glance, Ding Ling could determine the layout within.

An Armory.

Held all kinds of armor, crossbows, and more.

"Enter."

Ding Ling dismounted, leading his horse, entering the pavilion with Yuan Yao.

Also, he closed the gates.

In doing so, it prevented anyone from stealing the horses.

A war general without a horse’s power greatly diminishes.

Arriving at the pavilion, closing the doors, allowed immediate response to any disturbances.

Although they had Yuan Yao as a hostage, there were many players in this world, players capable of anything, they needed to guard against them.

"Does it contain any Divine Weapons?"

Ding Ling asked Yuan Yao.