Chapter 897: The Battle of Fame (Part 2)
Under the sky-covering flag, the people of the ground race looked ahead with surging emotions in their hearts.
The powerful fighting ability of Saint Master Lin Zhen deeply shocked their hearts and made them feel proud to be a member of the ground race.
Seeing these endless races fleeing in all directions, Lin Zhen, holding the purple gold spear, began to chase and kill these escapees.
The force of gravity is continuously released outwards, pulling back those who are escaping one by one. The body moves at the speed of light, and it can often catch up and kill them in the blink of an eye.
Even if some people escape far away, Lin Zhen's Divine Power and Destiny can be enough to kill them.
As endless races fell one after another, Lin Zhen's points also rose rapidly.
One Divine Mind Stage has 100 points, and one Divine Realm Stage has 1,000 points.
Lin Zhen's points at this time were close to 300,000, and unknowingly, the star rating on his chest had reached four stars!
"To upgrade from a four-star to a five-star, you need to reach one million points. At this stage, killing people in the Divine Mind Stage is no longer of much use. The Divine Realm Stage upgrade is also very slow. It would be better if there were a few more Divine Stone Stages, or Demigods."
Killing a god stone will give you 10,000 points, killing a demigod will give you 100,000 points, and upgrading to five stars is no pressure at all.
But reaching six stars requires 10 million, and seven stars requires 100 million, which is very difficult.
Unless you kill more powerful kings or Hall of Fame masters, you can level up quickly, otherwise it will take a long time to accumulate.
While Lin Zhen was working, he was still thinking about all sorts of things.
Suddenly, a creepy breath came towards me!
“Danger~~~!!”
Lin Zhen shouted, and in a flash, time slowed down! It seemed as if space became stagnant. With the seven-fold time slowdown, Lin Zhen could feel a fine ripple in space moving rapidly.
Even in the deceleration state, the ripples were still incredibly fast. Lin Zhen quickly leaned back, but several strands of his hair were still cut off by the ripples. He dodged it narrowly.
A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Lin Zhen's forehead. If he didn't have the ability to slow down time, there was no way he would have been able to dodge this sword.
Such a fatal blow is definitely a powerful fighting skill, and it is not something that a warrior in the Divine Stone Realm can deliver.
“Huh!”
Ripples appeared in space, and a one-horned warrior appeared from the void.
"Master Lin Zhen, be careful, this man is the demigod White!"
Wen Tao and the others were shouting behind them. Even if they didn't say it, Lin Zhen could tell that this demon warrior was a demigod.
His face became solemn, and as he held the purple-gold spear in both hands, Lin Zhen's heart was actually slightly excited.
He was actually about to come face to face with the demigod! White missed his attack and did not launch an attack immediately. Instead, he adjusted himself and concentrated on his guard.
He was wearing a dark armor and had a golden horn on his head. The faint golden light on the horn made it look extremely strong.
In both hands he held a three-meter-long heavy sword without an edge. The sword body was pitch black and the blade was invisible. It was this sword that almost cut off Lin Zhen's head just now.
White stared at Lin Zhen with his big eyes. After a while, his gaze passed over Lin Zhen and looked into the void.
“Tsk! Hahaha! Big stupid bull White, you actually failed to kill a mere Divine Mind Stage warrior with one strike. You are simply bringing shame to the demigod warriors!”
"You stupid monkey! Stop being so sarcastic here. The attack just now means nothing. Don't even think about stealing my spoils."
"Tsk tsk! What trophy? You just coveted Lin Zhen's precious spear. But you don't have to worry about your monkey grandfather wanting the spear. What I need is a stick."
A figure emerged from the void, and a thin warrior appeared.
This man has a pointed face and monkey cheeks, but he looks extremely tough. Compared with White, Lin Zhen feels that this monkey seems to be more difficult to deal with.
And the monkey is also a demigod, and like White, he belongs to the Warcraft clan among the endless races.
In his hand he held a golden stick, which was the same top-grade spiritual treasure as Lin Zhen's Spear of Atlantis.
"Hou Meng, don't play dumb in front of me. There aren't many magic stones right now. You just want to trade your spear for some magic stones to exchange for that precious stick. I'm telling you, don't dream on. Lin Zhen is mine, and all the spoils on him should also belong to me!"
As White spoke, the bull's eyes glowed red and black smoke came out of its nostrils, as if it was about to go berserk at any moment.
"Okay, okay! It's yours, but White, let's make a deal. I think this kid Lin Zhen is extraordinary. His star power is not inferior to ours. If you can't take him down, don't blame me for snatching him away."
White snorted coldly: "Of course I can see that his star power is very strong, as much as 1.5 billion, but there is no way he can defeat me with star power alone. Old Niu will teach this kid what a real fight is today!"
White was afraid that Hou Meng would attack him, so he swung the heavy sword in his hand, causing the space to vibrate.
"Lin Zhen, your death is coming!"
Lin Zhen, holding the purple-gold spear, sneered, "Everyone can talk big, but it's a pity that you don't have the ability to do so!"
"Then give it a try!"
“Moo~~~!!!”
White suddenly roared like a bull and kicked the ground with his hind legs!
"Crack!"
The ground actually cracked under his kick!
This is Linda Planet, a planet with a very large diameter. With a kick from White, a huge rift valley with a bottomless depth was created! If Linda Planet was not crowded together with countless other planets, this kick would probably have pushed the planet out of orbit.
The huge body was like a missile, and it suddenly hit Lin Zhen in front of him. The heavy sword in his hand was like a sword that could create the world and slash down on his head!
"Lin Zhen! Feel the power of a demigod! Moo!!!"
Before the sword arrived, Lin Zhen's muscles were moved by the strong wind blowing in his face.
The outer garment on his body exploded with a bang and was blown away without a trace in an instant by the strong wind. Even the armored scales made a crashing sound as if they had encountered some attack.
White's charge was so terrifying! Seeing this attack, Lin Zhen knew that he couldn't retreat from this move!
First of all, behind Lin Zhen is the Heaven-Covering Flag. Below it, there are not only reporters, but also many ground races, all hiding under Lin Zhen’s protection.
If Lin Zhen dodged, the Heaven-Covering Flag might not be able to block White's frontal attack, and these people would surely die.
Of course this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Lin really doesn’t want to retreat!
He had to feel the power of a demigod himself! So when White rushed over, Lin Zhen also roared!
The powerful muscles after the armor was fully unleashed, and the ground under his feet was also cracked. He held the purple-gold spear horizontally and roared to meet the enemy, raising the spear: "Shoot!"
Boom~~~~!!!
******** Wen Tao’s shutter was about to fly behind him.
When the demigod appeared, Wen Tao thought that he and his people were dead. Even if Lin Zhen was very strong, he might not be a match for the demigod.
So he had already thought of a name for this photo, which is called The Last Song of Life.
But when he took the photo, he was shocked to find that Lin Zhen had resisted! Although his arms were shaking and the ground beneath his feet was trembling, Lin Zhen actually used the Purple Gold Spear to block the attack of White's heavy sword! "Oh my God! Oh my God! Am I seeing things? Saint Master Lin Zhen actually blocked the direct attack of the demigod. This is simply a miracle!"
"As a reporter, I, Wen Tao, have seen some strong men. White's sword just now gave me the feeling that it was enough to split an asteroid, but it was blocked by Saint Master Lin Zhen. This is amazing!"
Wen Tao turned around and said to the people on the ground behind him: "Everyone wave your arms and cheer for our Saint Master Lin Zhen. I wish him great power and help him deal with that old bull!"
"The Holy Master will win, the Holy Master will win!!"
“Lin Zhen, Lin Zhen, Martial Universe Moves!!”
"Come on, Saint Master Lin Zhen, ravage that old bull as much as you can. Don't pity him just because he is a delicate flower!"
Behind Wen Tao, a group of warriors from the ground race shouted loudly and began to cheer for Lin Zhen.
********* It wasn't just Wen Tao and his friends who noticed this scene. Anyone who watched this video stopped what they were doing.
A demigod-level showdown!
This is not something you can see normally, and one side is the endless race and the other side is the ground race.
Not to mention the cities outside the eye of the storm, even within the eye of the storm, except for lone rangers like the Merciless King who closed the dimensional universe, almost no one was unaware of this battle.
******** "Fuck! This Lin is really strong. He can actually fight against the demigod. Is he okay?"
"I don't know, but I know one thing. Even if he can't do it, he's already famous. If he can do it, it's not just about being famous."
"At the peak of divine consciousness, more than a thousand years old, a saint-level alchemist, with strength comparable to that of a demigod. I seem to have seen the future Hall of Fame!"
******** On the other side of the Endless Race, there were also countless people watching.
However, they were relatively relaxed because there were two demigods here.
In addition to White, there is another demigod from the Monkey Demon Clan. Many people know Hou Meng, and that one is even more difficult to deal with.
No matter how strong Lin Zhen is, he can never be a match for the two demigods, so they are bound to win.
The only thing worth worrying about is this old bull White. He must not capsize in the gutter and be defeated head-on by Lin Zhen. That would be a great disgrace to the Endless race.
******* In Tianfang City, in the City Lord’s Mansion, Old Man Canjing is watching.
In the exploration site deep in the endless sea of stars, Lei Luo is paying attention.
In the unreachable Qingqiu Mountain, a beauty like a pile of ice and snow is watching.
In the supreme ruling place of the Endless Race, the Great Emperor Juetian of the Endless Race in the Heavenly Palace is watching.
Even in the starry sky deep in the eye of the storm, there were a few people watching here silently.
Everyone, whether Lin Zhen knew him or not, was paying attention to this battle.
(End of this chapter)
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