Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God-Chapter 493 - Is this the hand bone of a Saint?
Even so, Ye Ling's face did not show the slightest hint of fear. On the contrary, there was a faint smile at the corners of his mouth as his left hand incessantly fiddled with the index finger of his right.
If one looked closely, they would notice a subtle white luminescence twinkling on Ye Ling's index finger.
The Spiritual Energy within Ye Ling surged like a vast ocean, wildly pouring into his right index finger!
It was the Saint's bone!
The bald man approached Ye Ling, his face still adorned with a faint smile. Just as he was about to speak, it seemed as though he sensed something, and his expression suddenly stiffened.
"What is this power? The Saint, the Saint's power?" the bald man said, somewhat uncertain.
His expression was grave as he stared at Ye Ling's right index finger, his pupils flickering with shock and panic.
When he saw it clearly, the previous disdain on his face was gone, replaced by deep panic.
A dense fear to the extreme began to spread in his eyes.
"This is the Saint's bone? You, how could a piece of trash like you possibly possess the Saint's bone? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
The bald man's eyes bulged, he spoke in disbelief, and his body involuntarily started moving backward.
At this moment, even though the bald man had lost some of his reason, he still clearly recognized that the Saint's bone was a deadly threat to him, a presence he absolutely could not provoke.
The bald man never expected that Ye Ling would possess a Saint's bone! Even if it was just a single bone, it wasn't something he could contend with.
"What's the matter, scared now? Weren't you acting all tough a moment ago?" Ye Ling slowly lifted his head, his indifferent eyes fixed tightly on the bald man.
The bald man gritted his teeth, his cheeks turning the color of liver, and his ferocious expression almost made him appear deranged.
At this moment, his mind was overtaken by the genetic potion, with violent and fierce emotions long since swallowing his rationale.
Now, he was like a mad beast, wishing he could tear Ye Ling to pieces immediately.
Ye Ling climbed out of the deep pit. In this moment, the Saint's bone shimmered with a shiny translucent glow, almost solidifying,
and all the scarce Spiritual Energy within his body was channeled into the Saint's bone.
At once, the Saint's bone radiated a terrifying destructive power that surged wildly, a formidable oppressive force that even the bald man did not dare to underestimate.
"Ye Ling, if you agree not to attack me, I promise I'll no longer trouble you," the bald man took a deep breath, forcefully steadied his emotions, and spoke slowly to Ye Ling.
The bald man too was somewhat afraid. He had intended to fight Ye Ling to the bitter end.
But when he saw Ye Ling's Saint's bone, he abandoned the idea of a decisive battle to the death with Ye Ling.
"Hmph, do you still have the right to negotiate terms with me? As long as you exist, the capital will never have peace. Without eliminating you, there will be no tranquility in the world!" Ye Ling said with a cold sneer, derisively.
Upon hearing Ye Ling's words, the anger in the bald man's heart instantly flared: "Kid, don't be too arrogant. So what if you have the Saint's bone?"
"You're at the end of your strength now, with absolutely no power to resist."
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"I advise you to just surrender! I can grant you a quick end. Otherwise, I will make you wish for death!"
Ye Ling shrugged his shoulders, cracked a grin, and started to step closer to the bald man.
"If that's the case, then you can try! I really want to see who will live and who will die!"
Ye Ling's eyes narrowed, and at that moment, power crazily surged into the bones of his right arm.
Moreover, he was also secretly urging it on, trying to completely draw out the force within the bones of his right arm.
An oppressive might that almost suffocated people pervaded the area, making it feel like one couldn't catch their breath.
This majesty even made Baldy somewhat unable to bear it!
A Saint's bone, terrifying as such! Even if it was just a mere finger bone, it was not something the average person could withstand.
After all, it contained a wisp of a Saint's consciousness; once it exploded, it would surely be a calamitous disaster!
Beads of sweat seeped from Baldy's forehead; he stared fixedly at Ye Ling in front of him, veins bulging on his forehead, as cold sweat continually rolled down his cheeks.
"How about it, scared? Haha!" Ye Ling's gaze swept over Baldy, taunting him.
Baldy took a deep breath, striving to calm his mood.
He then let out a cold laugh, a sinister look flashing through his eyes, "Scared? Heh! In all the years I've lived, I've never known the meaning of fear."
"No matter what bone you hold in your hand, you are always just an ant, nothing in my presence."
"You can only submit, and I, am the high mountain you will never be able to surpass!"
Baldy looked arrogantly at Ye Ling, boasting proudly.
Ye Ling laughed and shook his head, not speaking, but the speed at which he infused Spiritual Energy quickened a great deal—actions proved everything!
Seeing this, Baldy's face abruptly changed, a ferocious expression rapidly emerging on his cheeks; a glint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes as he suddenly charged at Ye Ling.
Strike first to gain the upper hand!
"Swoosh!"
Baldy's figure was like a black beam of light, reaching Ye Ling in the blink of an eye and unleashing a fierce punch!
His punch, mighty and heavy, carried a raging killing intent, and the force of the blow swept the surroundings, tearing the air with terrifying cracks.
The punch whistled, cutting through the void with a sharp, howling noise, slamming wildly towards Ye Ling.
Ye Ling's pupils dilated; he knew that Baldy's punch was extraordinary. He must not clash directly with him before the Saint's bone was fully activated!
With a light tap of his toes on the ground, Ye Ling's figure shot out like an arrow released from a bow, whooshing into the air and evading Baldy's attack. Immediately, he pivoted to one side, taking a knee on the ground.
"Boom rumble..."
The ground around Ye Ling cracked piece by piece, the stone slabs on the floor turning into powder and falling, dust flying, a complete mess.
Ye Ling stood up, looking at Baldy with a sneer.
"Hey hey, Baldy, did you see? Your attack just now had no effect on me! Better give it up! Stop wasting time," said Ye Ling, with a grin and a teasing look on his face.
Baldy's face turned ashen; he knew that although his attack had not hurt Ye Ling, the power was sufficient to severely injure him. Yet despite that, he had not even touched the hem of Ye Ling's clothes, let alone defeat him.
