Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 63: Dominating All Directions

When all the martial arts techniques were thoroughly understood, Ding Ling would naturally choose to end this contest swiftly.

"Cai Family Fist!"

The fist technique changed.

From grand and fierce to cunning and vicious.

Zhang Feiyan was exhausted from dealing with it, breaking into a cold sweat after dozens of rounds.

He looked at Ding Ling with eyes full of incredulity.

He really couldn’t understand how a person could thoroughly study and master several completely different fist techniques to such a natural and instinctive level!

It was simply too unbelievable.

However, what made him even more incredulous was.

The change in Ding Ling’s fist technique was just the beginning!

"Wind Gate Fist!"

The fist technique was elusive as the wind, difficult to trace.

Zhang Feiyan was being run around like a dog by Ding Ling, sweating profusely.

"Eight Trigrams Palm!" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The fist technique suddenly turned into a palm technique, each palm strike was astonishingly powerful, as if the Eight Trigrams were falling, trying to trap a person in one place.

Zhang Feiyan was caught unprepared, his eyes got swollen from being struck!

The pain bared his teeth, and instinctively he was about to admit defeat.

But Ding Ling’s palm technique changed again, with an overwhelming evil qi and a scorching heat that forced his words back down his throat.

"Iron Sand Palm!"

"Lion Palm!"

"Python Palm!"

"Chain Palm!"

...

Various palm and fist techniques kept changing!

Combined with the light spirit body technique of wall-climbing, Ding Ling left Zhang Feiyan utterly clueless, feeling as if he were a challenger knocked out by the Eighteen Arhats!

"Bang bang bang!"

The last few collisions.

Zhang Feiyan could no longer hold on, he flew backward with a leap and waved his hand, shouting:

"I admit defeat!"

[Achievement Medal Acquired: You have won Zhang Feiyan’s recognition!]

[Note: You defeated Zhang Feiyan head-on! And made Zhang Feiyan profoundly realize what it truly means to be a master of martial arts!

Your varied martial arts, each one reaching the transformation realm!

Left Zhang Feiyan dazzled and in awe.

Your skills completely won him over!

At the same time, they filled him with unlimited confusion and misunderstanding.

Simply because he couldn’t comprehend how someone so young could not only master such varied martial arts but also take each to such a profound level.

It was astonishing and unbelievable for him!

He will undoubtedly seek to learn martial arts from you. But in front of all the assembly and numerous soldiers, he couldn’t lose face in such a manner. Perhaps if you meet in private, he won’t be so courteous!]

A notification sound suddenly arose.

Ding Ling slightly raised his eyebrows.

He thought it impossible for Zhang Feiyan to have an achievement medal, didn’t expect there was one.

Why don’t the other bandits have one?

Or perhaps they do, but since he hasn’t engaged with them, he hasn’t acquired any?

Ding Ling was somewhat eager to try.

He wanted to see if defeating those bandits could earn him achievement medals.

But now was not the time to think about that.

He suppressed his thoughts, looked at Zhang Feiyan, and cupped his hands with a smile:

"Leader Zhang, thank you for the match."

"Hehe."

Zhang Feiyan chuckled wryly:

"General Ding is educated as a celestial being, skilled in the martial dao, truly admirable. I am no match for you, and that’s no lie."

He sighed:

"If there is a chance in the future, I hope we can sit down for a good drink."

"Definitely."

Ding Ling nodded.

He glanced at the character panel:

[1: Defeat more than 20 experts in the plane: 5/20.]

It moved forward by one grid.

It seems defeating Zhang Feiyan did count.

Just as expected.

As long as one reaches the level of a first-class general, they count as a plane expert!

Juyi, Zhang He, Gao Lan, Zhao Zilong, plus Zhang Feiyan!

A total of five experts.

Only need to defeat fifteen more, then the first War God progress could be complete. What wondrous changes might occur at that time?

Ding Ling was quite expectant.

"In that case, I’ll take my leave now."

Zhang Feiyan’s face was burning.

Amidst the gathering of all eyes.

In front of the Black Mountain Army leaders, elite legion.

His best martial arts against Ding Ling, could be described as a complete defeat!

Beaten to oblivion all the way!

Others could see that Ding Ling had held back, and Zhang Feiyan, upon reflecting, naturally noticed as well.

He was astonished, thinking:

’If Ding Ling hadn’t held back, how many rounds could I last? This guy is terrifying, even if he started training in the womb, he shouldn’t be this formidable. How on earth did he acquire such fearsome martial skills?’

Moreover, he noticed Ding Ling’s control over fist technique, body technique, and martial arts were advancing at a breakneck pace.

Nine out of ten, he was being used as a whetstone by Ding Ling.

Thinking up to this point.

His face couldn’t help but turn a bit ugly.

But Ding Ling, Zhao Yun were too ferocious, with two thousand soldiers supporting, he couldn’t possibly win, and if Ding Ling went berserk, Zhang Feiyan was likely to die here.

He saw this through clearly, thus even though he felt very humiliated, with diminished authority, he had to endure and hurriedly prepare to leave with his men.

The minimum goal was achieved, it was time to go.

He regretted and felt truly stupid for impulsively agreeing to the match with Ding Ling, which left him in such a passive position now!

He initially thought that in martial arts he was sure to win, but reality slapped hard on his face! He no longer has the qualification to claim any mastery in martial arts!

"Leader Zhang, wait a moment."

Ding Ling called out.

"What is it?"

Zhang Feiyan tensed up and said:

"General Ding, don’t tell me you want to go back on your word?"

"That’s not it."

Ding Ling looked firmly at Lei Gong and the other generals:

"I just want to challenge all the generals except you, can you let them all come at me. I want to test where my ultimate martial power lies."

Ultimately, it was for the achievement medal.

But Ding Ling couldn’t blatantly say it out loud, so he casually found an excuse.

"...!"

Zhang Feiyan was stunned.

Lei Gong and the other generals were shocked, but quickly a smoldering anger flared up within them.

Lei Gong, with the most straightforward and fiery temper, couldn’t help but retort:

"Someone wanting to defeat us all at once! Not even Pan Feng could maybe do that. General Ding, what makes you think you can?"

If it were a battlefield skirmish, Lei Gong and his men facing Ding Ling scattered apart, they would be undoubtedly dead.

But in a joint confrontation.

They believed they would win!

Even ants can sting an elephant to death!

But they were no ants!

They were genuine second-class generals! And many were at the peak of the second-class! Just one step from breaking into the first-class!

So many, no less than dozens of leaders!

Ding Ling wants to take them on solo?!

"We won’t know unless we fight."

Ding Ling activated full-level acting, looked down from all directions, with overbearing aura, laughed loudly:

"Surely the leaders wouldn’t be afraid?"

"Hehe."

The Great Han with a wolf fang club beside Lei Gong, sneered and leapt out first:

"I, Zuo Zizhangba, want to see General Ding’s level!"

"I, Yhiuu Digen, also want to meet General Ding."