Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically

After walking so much, one sees a lot.

Ding Ling naturally discovered a fact.

That is, the area where the Hero Prince’s Mansion is located is indeed a rather prosperous place, where having medicinal herbs that are one or two hundred years old in pharmacies is quite common.

But in other cities, the majority of medicinal herbs are only a few decades old, showing the difference.

However, Ding Ling did not mind.

All he needed was the Spiritual Mechanism and Primordial Qi within them.

He frequently spent gold lavishly, and his reputation as a wealthy guest spread far and wide as he traveled.

On this day.

Ding Ling had just walked out of a small city, gnawing on medicinal herbs, refining the Spiritual Mechanism and Primordial Qi within them to nourish himself, alleviating hunger and fatigue.

Suddenly, a man, eight feet tall and carrying a coffin, walked towards him from the road ahead.

His face was stern, his eyes deep, and he emitted a cold and aloof aura that warned strangers to keep away.

He was staring at Ding Ling.

Ding Ling ignored him and chose to ride around him.

As he traveled

because of his reputation as a wealthy guest, he encountered numerous people who were either enthusiastic, disdainful, curious, or directly attempted to rob him of his gold.

He didn’t care about those who were enthusiastic or disdainful.

All he bought were herbs, medicinal wines, and Spirit Tea.

He wasn’t concerned with how others viewed him; after all, different people have different preferences. No matter how well one does, there will always be those who like you and those who don’t. Ding Ling naturally didn’t hope for everyone to like him and worship him.

What he pursued was not these things, but rather immortality and the path of invincibility under the heavens!

As a result.

Anyone who dared to rob him was easily killed by him.

Having killed so many,

naturally, no one dared to try robbing him again, and the journey became much more peaceful. This further proved the principle that in any world, the weak have no rights, and the strong are feared and cannot be bullied.

Kind people are bullied, gentle horses are ridden. This is true in reality, and in Jianghu, it is even more vividly demonstrated.

”Da da!”

The stern man carrying a coffin stepped to block Ding Ling’s path.

Ding Ling had tried to go around twice, and he blocked him twice. At this point, Ding Ling couldn’t miss that this person was here for him. Sitting upright on his horse, he glanced at the man and frowned, saying:

”Who are you?”

”Bu Jingyun!”

The stern man uttered three words.

”Hall Master Bu Jingyun of World Association’s Flying Cloud Hall?”

Ding Ling turned his eyes.

He truly did not expect to meet Bu Jingyun here.

”Yes, I am Bu Jingyun.”

Bu Jingyun’s expression was icy and indifferent, his eyes glinting with a deep, cold light:

”But I am no longer a member of the World Association. I came to find you this time for Ice Soul.”

He carried the coffin on his shoulder, supporting it with one hand, and extended the other hand towards Ding Ling, stating decisively:

”I want Ice Soul!”

”Why should I give it to you?”

Ding Ling felt baffled.

However, by this point.

Ding Ling realized that, barring any surprises, the one in Bu Jingyun’s coffin should be Kong Ci?

He hadn’t expected that Kong Ci would still die!

It seems Xiong Ba’s plan to sow discord succeeded. However, perhaps due to players’ intervention, Xiong Ba’s plan might be exposed prematurely!

But even so.

Why should Ding Ling give Ice Soul, such a divine object under the heavens, to Bu Jingyun, for no reason?

Just because Kong Ci is dead?

To let him preserve Kong Ci’s corpse with Ice Soul?

Ding Ling and Bu Jingyun weren’t familiar, so why?

If Ding Ling had met Bu Jingyun at the beginning of the game, he might have given it to him, but times had changed. Ding Ling had ascended through several worlds, dominating all directions, and had long developed an overbearing, confident demeanor.

He wouldn’t overly regard or favor the natives.

Naturally, he wouldn’t eagerly try to make connections with them.

”I want Ice Soul!”

Bu Jingyun said word by word, his eyes gradually turning red:

”You must give it to me, whether you will or not! I’m determined to get Ice Soul today!”

He had gone through so much trouble to find Ding Ling!

Having finally found him, why would he let go?

The most crucial thing is that Kong Ci’s body is already decaying.

He couldn’t delay any longer!

”Hehe.”

Ding Ling chuckled lightly, shook his head, and maneuvered his horse to retreat three zhang.

Bu Jingyun immediately closed the distance of three zhang.

With his tiger-like eyes fixed on Ding Ling, his voice turned cold:

”Don’t force me to use lethal force!”

”So you want to rob me if I don’t give it. Bu Jingyun, you’re no more than that.”

”Haha...”

Bu Jingyun laughed aloud, his single palm exerting force to gently push the coffin to the roadside. He used skillful energy, and the coffin landed lightly on the ground without any damage.

With no burden in his hand, his aura instantly surged, appearing increasingly extraordinary and formidable!

He stepped forward, and a fierce wind arose out of thin air, making his clothes flap noisily in the wind:

”Since reasoning doesn’t work, don’t blame me for being discourteous!”

Bu Jingyun suddenly directed both of his palms towards Ding Ling!

Cloud-Pushing Palm!

Cloud Flipping and Rain Covering!

Mountain Shifting and Sea Overturning!

With both palms striking out, the palm shadows flickered unpredictably, the moves tangled and complex. Each move of the Cloud-Pushing Palm Technique surged out with immense momentum, imposing a towering pressure, with palm forces pouring towards Ding Ling with a mountain-moving and sea-overturning vigor.

Ding Ling’s expression slightly changed, for he hadn’t expected Bu Jingyun to be so decisive and fierce, striking without hesitation. He didn’t accommodate Bu Jingyun and likewise struck out with his palm!

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

Dark Clouds Without Rain!

Time Riding Six Dragons!

With one palm strike, dense, dragon-shaped Qi surged forth from Ding Ling’s right palm like a divine dragon descending, either executing Divine Dragon’s Tail Swing or Dragon Battle in the Wilderness. Every strike of dragon-shaped Qi clashed fiercely with the Cloud-Pushing Palm’s power, accompanied by crackling, thunderous sounds resonating across the sky.

In the next moment!

The Dragon Subduing Palm Power shattered the Cloud-Pushing Palm Power with unstoppable force, hitting Bu Jingyun squarely in the chest with a booming sound, causing him to vomit blood and fly backward. At that moment, a scroll also fell diagonally from his chest with a thud, landing on the ground.

Ding Ling’s eyes slightly brightened, and with a move of his hand, the Dragon Capturing Skill’s Vigorous Qi formed a claw, and from several zhang away, grabbed the scroll into his hand.

Ding Ling quickly unfurled the scroll.

The characters at the top caught his eyes.

”Holy Spirit Swordsmanship!”

It turned out to be Holy Spirit Swordsmanship!

Ding Ling was intrigued and without hesitation, placed the scroll into his Storage Pouch. However, at that moment, Bu Jingyun flipped over and again charged towards him:

”I want Ice Soul!”

He roared, with the Cloud-Pushing Palm Power endlessly surging, unpredictably changing, pressing down on Ding Ling once more.

This time, the Cloud-Pushing Palm Power condensed into a pair of giant palms, seemingly intending to crush Ding Ling into the ground!

It was evident.

This time Bu Jingyun used his full strength.

Ding Ling unleashed a Splitting Sky Palm and shattered the Cloud-Pushing Palm Power.

Then used a White Rainbow Palm Force!

Whoosh!

A brilliant rainbow light swept across the sky, turned in midair, and hit Bu Jingyun from an incredible angle, easily toppling him to the ground.