金币推土机

Translator: 549690339 I

In the vast silver training field, the strong wind blew Mu Yuan’s hair. His dark blue sleeves waved in the wind, making a rustling sound.

Staring at the figure in the distance, he wasn’t tall, yet his aura was extraordinarily terrifying, like a giant standing tall there, exuding an indescribable oppressive force, making it somewhat difficult for him to breathe.

If an ordinary Lord was here, they might not even be able to stand steady and would only tremble.

“Is this the power of a real strong person, a Great Lord’s strength?

Despite the neutralization of the rules, the power of the Fourth-order Leader Level could still be vaguely perceived.

Many players, even official staff members and old Lords, have no chance to witness this power.

Mu Yuan had seen the tip of the iceberg of elite power.

As Shen Linglong saw, even though she was balanced by the rules, such sparring battles were still unfair. She still had many advantages. Accumulation of time, technology, experience, realm, these could not be balanced.

However,

Mu Yuan was not talking about fairness. An Epic Life is an existence that surpasses the top tier, and is even more unpredictable!

“Duo Lai base template, first mode!”

His hair began to extend and fall to his waist. He was using the new combination mode to its limit and he had no time to care about some trivial matters.

Within his body, the power surged in waves, and the energy pool was growing rapidly.

Twice! Three times! Six times! Ten times!

The flood of energy was uncontrollable, overflowing around him, scraping the air around him to ignite sparks.

Like Shen Linglong, a light flame rose around him, but not so defined.

Then,

Mu Yuan breathed again, closed his eyes, and suddenly opened them. In his pupils, a deep blue soul flame was swirling, sweeping the nothingness.

Rumbling—

Behind him, a magnificent and grand mountain peak appeared. From a distance, it seemed like a snowy mountain covered with pure white. But on closer inspection, it was not snow, but piles of white bones covering the grey- black ground of the mountain.

At the same time, a brown long spear, formed by the Power of Evil, floated in the palm of his hand which he was holding in the air.

He lightly held it, pointing the spear tip.

His entire state had risen to its peak.

Boom—

Two raging forces, like tidal waves, surged forward, collided over thousands of meters, and squeezed out visible arc-shaped ripples on the ground in front of them. The ripples, like ripples on water, spread out in waves.

“Here I come!”

Shen Linglong roared excitedly, like a savage beast, and under her step, the firm, thick ground capable of withstanding an Elite-level blow, also cracked open.

Her entire body shot out like a cannonball, from above, the two-and-a-half- meter long war halberd heavily chopped down.

According to Mu Yuan’s usual practice, he would first dodge and probe, figure out the opponent’s tactics, then he would thrust his spear viciously for a lethal blow.

But,

As soon as he tried to dodge, it was as if he had hit a wall. The air from all directions became viscous, like a wall, like a cage, binding him whole within it.

This was the power of Artistic Conception, he had been locked in.

He had to fight head-on, physically.

Fortunately, he had chosen the Rakshasa Template as his main battle method. The Power of Evil surged, blowing his wildly fluttering black hair. Against the backdrop of this rich dark brown smoke, he seemed to step out of the underworld, a demonic god, thrusting his long spear, and the ultimate power burst out from the spearhead.

The next moment, Mu Yuan’s face changed slightly.

The majestic Power of Evil was shattered by the war halberd. The huge force from the war halberd continued to bombard his spear tip, smashing the entire Evil Spear almost to cracks, and his tiger mouth was also buzzing and cracking.

“This power…!”

Although DUO Lai was not a power type player, it had devoured the Earth Rock Dragon and other rare ingredients, as well as various treasures materials. Its power was not outstanding compared to the vast amount of energy, but it was definitely not weak.

Mu Yuan’s own power, loaded with Duo Lai’s base template, his power was stronger than many Warlord-level powerhouses.

However, at the same level, he still couldn’t take a hit from Lord Linglong.

“Is this the power of a top Great Lord!”

He exclaimed.

He had to disperse the Evil Spear and then reconvene it, grab the shaft of the spear and repeatedly thrust it, exchanging speed and frequency for power, to barely catch this heavy blow.

He still fell back a dozen steps, leaving clear shoe prints on the hard floor. However, Shen Linglong was also surprised. Was there someone who dared to take her chopping head-on? She had never encountered this when she fought with other Great Lords.

The most key point was that Mu Yuan had actually… really withstood it?

This was her burst posture, strengthened by strategic talent, and gathered into a Perfect realm blow.

As if she was like an invincible and lonely strong woman, who saw another unparalleled powerhouse, and the shining light in her eyes almost materialized.

Especially, this opponent even went with her head-on, which she liked the most!

Shen Linglong stepped forward, the exceptionally heavy war halberd in her hand was as light as a toy. She swung it, sweeping and severing, stirring up gusts of wind.

Mu Yuan didn’t want to dodge. He had Duo Lai’s base template and Rakshasa’s Evil Body. He considered himself superior in speed. But…

He just couldn’t avoid it.

This was the huge gap between the beginner-level Artistic Conception and the Perfect realm.

On the other hand, his Gun Intent could only allow him to exhibit 30% more power and destructive power on the basis of fully exerting his body’ s strength. But Shen Linglong, possessed a Perfect realm, she could increase her power by 150% in the case of perfect performance.

This was the gap.