noffsinger Chapter 332 3 Qingtian, the Crushing of Spirit
Chapter 332 3 Qingtian, the Crushing of Spirit
Chapter 332: Sanqingtian, the Crushing of Spirit
The power of the Void is still growing.
Medanore took a quick glance, saw the flaw, and swung his racket to hit.
The wind blade within the red light is stronger.
The holy light on Medanore became stronger and stronger, but the power of the ball never weakened, but became stronger and stronger.
Lin Nan said calmly: "That's 7% of the power, don't die."
The words fell.
Even though he was bathed in holy light, Medanore was exhausted.
Then the power of the ball continued to increase.
Finally, Medanore's arms went limp and his feet left the ground.
His body flew backwards as if he had been hit by a huge truck.
boom-!
Medanore smashed into the wall behind him.
The suppressed sound of impact echoed.
After a while, it slid down the wall and fell to the ground.
The wind and waves disappeared, and blood quickly seeped out of his body.
However, Medanore should be the one who suffered the least damage among all those who were bombarded by "Void".
"I wonder if there will be a chance to see Mog appear."
"It seems that Shen Ge's playing style is restrained by me."
Lin Nan looked at Medanore with interest.
My spirit is too strong.
Shen Ge's playing style is all centered around spirit. Even later in the game, the spiritual atmosphere has already begun to affect him.
At worst, you can activate some status skills and you will be back to normal in an instant.
Lin Nan had a curious expression.
He completely ignored the looks from the audience around him.
"Mei...Medanore was blown away!"
"Is this just a light shot? Why does it feel more powerful than what he hit in the qualifying match? It's so scary. The whole stadium is shaking."
“I feel the same way.”
"Did he retain his strength in the exhibition match? This guy called Lin Nan is too scary. I feel like he's going to be traumatized."
The audience around was shocked.
They knew that Lin Nan was very strong, and they had watched relevant competitions, so they had a certain understanding of this so-called strength.
But I didn't expect it to be so exaggerated today.
"You are very strong, Lin Nan!"
Medanore stood up, ignoring the blood flowing on his body, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"It weakens your sense of pain."
The game continues.
In the following games, Lin Nan began to score in various ways.
Medanore's condition and performance remained unchanged from beginning to end, and he ignored the rapidly changing score.
He firmly believed that as time went by, the spiritual influence would become more and more obvious, and that would be the time for him to sound the clarion call for a counterattack.
boom-!
Lin Nan scored, the score was 1:0!
......
boom-!
Lin Nan scored, the score was 2:0!
......
boom-!
Lin Nan scored, the score was 3:0!
......
boom-!
Lin Nan scored, the score was 4:0!
......
Four innings passed.
The murky atmosphere on the court became increasingly intense, but Lin Nan's performance was as steady as ever, and he was even able to display more powerful skills.
Medanore's mentality was in turmoil.
Even if the suppression has not been completely formed, Lin Nan should be affected to some extent.
"it's useless."
At this moment, a voice slowly rang out from the opposite side.
Lin Nan stared at him calmly and said, "Your mental suppression will not have any effect on me."
"..."
Medanore's face darkened.
Although I want to refute it, the situation before me is indeed like this.
"That's fine."
"I'd like to show you the difference between us. Let's use your spirit to decide the outcome."
Lin Nan said loosely.
The words fell.
Three petals flicker between the eyebrows.
Three giant stone statues slowly appeared in the background.
"What...what is that!"
"Spiritual projection, a status skill called Ashura Shinto in Asia."
"I've seen it used in professional games before, but I've never seen one this big. It's almost reaching the roof of the stadium."
"How exaggerated! This is actually a status skill. It's too scary!"
.....
The Swiss team members and some onlookers were all frightened.
Although some of them had seen similar spiritual projections, they had never seen such a huge and magnificent sight.
Lin Nan ignored the discussions on the sidelines and just stared at Medanore and said, "Since you are playing with your spirit, then I will play with you with my spirit."
The Great Red Heaven Taiqing Realm!
The petal on the right side of the forehead lit up.
The sculpture on the back right also opened its eyes.
At this moment, the gloomy atmosphere of the entire stadium collapsed, and Medanore's own eyes became blurred.
“Feel the failure in being lost.”
Three clear days.
One increases momentum, one increases counterattack, and one increases spirit.
Although his spiritual level was originally higher than that of Medanore, after being amplified by Sanqingtian, he was directly subjected to mental oppression and fell into a temporary self-exile.
Four serve timeouts.
Lin Nan won the fifth game.
The following four serves ended the game with a score of 6:0.
There was applause in the stadium, but more silence
The players of the Swiss team were all shocked by the game just now.
They didn't expect that Lin Nan had hidden so many tricks in the match between him and Amadeus, and they didn't expect that he hadn't shown his full strength in the one-on-two exhibition match.
Looking at Medanore who was like a puppet on the field.
The Swiss team only felt cold hands and feet.
If these two teams compete in the finals again this year, do they still have a chance of winning?
Lin Nan didn't consider what others were thinking. He walked up to Medanore and snapped his fingers, and the latter woke up from his confusion.
"Finally, we had an interesting game."
Lin Nan stretched.
"Did I lose?"
Medanore asked absentmindedly.
"You lose, please leave now, we still need to continue training."
Lin Nan issued an order to expel the guests.
The purpose of Medanore is just to relax the muscles and bones a little. Since the purpose has been achieved, it naturally has no other value.
"correct!"
Lin Nan put his face in front of Medanore and said calmly: "Next time, let your other personality play against me. Your playing style is just restrained by me, so you can't win."
This statement came out.
Medanore's pupils shrank sharply.
Then a look of reluctance emerged on his face, but he was helpless.
At least from what we have just seen, it is indeed impossible for someone taking the spiritual path to pose a threat to Lin Nan.
But he had not expected such a defeat.
Medanore endured the pain and walked to the sidelines and sat down.
The German team returned to training.
About half an hour later, Medanore, who may have recovered, got up and left.
No one even glanced at it from beginning to end.
Except for the bloodstains on the wall, it seemed as if nothing had happened.
It took only half a day for the news of this match to be spread to all the World Cup teams, and a video recording was also attached.
Almost all the teams recognized Medanore.
But because I didn't sign up for the final competition, no one took it seriously and reported it.
However, what attracted the most attention was Lin Nan's strength, and everyone's perception of this aspect seemed to have been broken again.
But what is strange is that.
Spain's attitude was surprisingly calm, leaving many people puzzled.