47: Chapter 47 will show you what an SSS-level divine lightning really is.

"Jiang Ling, you're not dead yet!" Zhao Jinyu stared with wide eyes.

In their view, even the four of them together were struggling so hard to hold on, and Jiang Ling was only Rank 14, so he must have already been torn to pieces by these Living Dead.

"Uh..." Jiang Ling rubbed his nose and said, "Thanks to you, I'm still alive!"

"Then why aren't you running away!" Zhao Jinyu said anxiously, "Don't you see the situation here?"

"I do see it!" Jiang Ling shrugged, "That's why I'm here to save you!"

"You're here to save us?" Zhao Jinyu and the others were amused to the point of anger.

"Do you think you can save us?"

"Let's give it a try!" Jiang Ling looked at the Black-Robed Man, "This guy looks like his Rank is quite high; he's a bit tough to deal with!"

"What are you still dawdling here for? Forget about us, run away quickly!" Zhao Jinyu shouted.

"We can't leave!"

"Abandoning teammates is not my style!" Jiang Ling shook his head.

"Although it's a bit difficult, it might not be impossible to fight!"

"Why are you still talking nonsense?" Zhao Jinyu was so angry she felt like vomiting blood. Although she was very grateful for Jiang Ling's attitude of not abandoning them, Jiang Ling coming over now was just throwing his life away!

"Hehehe..."

"This little guy is quite interesting!"

The Black-Robed Man gave a weird, cackling laugh, "Your Soul seems very delicious!"

"Since that's the case, I'll devour your Soul first!"

The Black-Robed Man disappeared from the spot with a bang, and the next moment, he was already in front of Jiang Ling.

A ghost claw reached out to grab Jiang Ling with lightning speed.

Jiang Ling took a light side step, easily dodging with the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Steps, and then stepped forward, closing in on the Black-Robed Man. His whole body erupted with thunder, and he slashed at the Black-Robed Man with his blade.

"Wind Thunder Slash!"

Crackle...

Pfft!

Jiang Ling's blade struck the center of the Black-Robed Man, splitting his black robe in two, sending him flying backward. A terrifying blade mark appeared from his forehead all the way down to his abdomen.

The black smoke on the Black-Robed Man's body also dissipated under Jiang Ling's World-Ending Divine Thunder.

"What?"

Zhao Jinyu and the others were so shocked their eyeballs almost fell out.

This Black-Robed Man, who had beaten them to the point of having no power to parry, was actually seriously injured by a single slash from Jiang Ling?

What kind of Prodigy is Jiang Ling?

"Ding! Combat caused upgrade effect to double, Realm increased by 1%!"

"Ding! Your Rank has reached 15, 0.535%!"

...

Just then, the System's voice rang out.

The effect of getting stronger the more one fights is that the upgrade speed doubles as long as one is fighting, not necessarily requiring the opponent to be killed.

Jiang Ling seriously injured an opponent with a higher Rank than him with one slash, receiving quite a few rewards. Added to the Living Dead he hunted before, Jiang Ling finally promoted to Rank 15.

host: Jiang Ling

Rank: 15, 0.535%

Strength: 90 (X10)

Agility: 95 (X10)

Qi and Blood: 100 (X10)

Defense: 65 (X10)

Mental Energy: 75 (X10)

Supernatural Ability: World-Ending Divine Thunder (SSS-Rank)

Martial Skills: Basic Fist Technique (Great Perfection), Basic Leg Technique (Great Perfection), Basic Blade Technique (Great Perfection), Wind Thunder Slash (Great Perfection), Nine Slashes of the Blade Emperor (Great Perfection), Basic Fist Intent (LV1), Basic Blade Intent (LV4), Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Steps (Minor Achievement)

"You... you lowly Human Race... how dare you hurt me..."

The Black-Robed Man revealed his true face at this moment; he was a male who looked to be around forty years old. He had been slashed by Jiang Ling from his forehead to his lower abdomen, the wound was terrifying, making him look hideous and evil!

At this moment, he was clearly trembling with extreme rage!

He didn't expect that Jiang Ling, a Rank 15 Martial Artist, could actually hurt him!

"So... you're not part of the Human Race. Then what kind of thing are you?"

Jiang Ling rested his horizontal saber on his shoulder, squinting his eyes as he asked.

He had promoted to Rank 15, so he was more confident in defeating his opponent, making him feel quite relaxed now.

"Hmph! I am of the great Ghost Race!"

The wound on the middle-aged man's face kept squirming as he spoke, looking very disgusting.

"Today, all of you will die here!"

"Your Souls and flesh are all my rations!"

...

"Ghost Race?"

Zhao Jinyu was alarmed, "I saw it in a book before, I didn't expect that the Ghost Race actually exists!"

"You actually dare to come to our Human Race's world and harm our Human Race. You are truly audacious. Aren't you afraid that the strong ones of our Human Race will beat you until your Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering?"

...

"Hahaha..."

This member of the Ghost Race laughed loudly, "You lowly Human Race wanting to kill me is simply a dream."

"Is that so?"

Jiang Ling curled his lips in disdain, "Don't let your tongue get twisted by a gust of wind!"

"My Supernatural Ability is the SSS-Rank World-Ending Divine Thunder, the natural nemesis of your Ghost Race. Today, I will completely scatter your Soul and make you completely disappear from this world!"

After speaking, blue thunder surged from Jiang Ling's body again, and even his eyes were suffused with blue lightning.

"Kid, I'll kill you first!"

The Ghost Race member gritted his teeth, black mist suddenly swept over his body again, and he suddenly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he had already appeared behind Jiang Ling.

If it were before, Jiang Ling would certainly have found it difficult to resist such a bizarre attack from this Ghost Race member.

But Jiang Ling had just learned the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Steps at Magic Capital University, and coupled with his super-strong Mental Energy sensing ability, he was completely unafraid even though this Ghost Race member's movement technique was bizarre.

Sensing that the Ghost Race member was behind him, Jiang Ling stepped out with the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Steps, turned around casually, and dodged the opponent's attack.

Afterward, his horizontal saber, imbued with powerful thunder energy, slashed toward this Ghost Race member.

Crackle...

Facing Jiang Ling's swift and fierce thunder attack, the Ghost Race member could only rely on his movement technique to dodge quickly.

But Jiang Ling was hot on his heels, stepping with the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Steps. Even though this Ghost Race member's movement technique was bizarre, it was difficult for him to escape easily.

Zhao Jinyu and the other three were deeply shocked to see that Jiang Ling had actually managed to hold off this Ghost Race member, and at the same time, they saw hope for survival.

"Let's hunt these Living Dead to help Jiang Ling reduce the pressure!"

"Okay!"

Lan Keer imbued each of their weapons with Divine Bestowal Light, making it much easier for them to kill these Living Dead.

As long as their weapons touched these Living Dead, they would suffer huge damage. This was also the method of using her Supernatural Ability that Lan Keer had just thought of after calming down!

Jiang Ling fought a great battle with this Ghost Race member, from the ground to the rooftop, and from the rooftop to the water, leaving a mess everywhere they fought.

Both of their movement techniques were extremely fast; one moment they were on a rooftop, and the next moment they were already on a stone bridge over the water.

This Ghost Race member's Rank was very high, at least Rank 30-something. By all logic, Jiang Ling was absolutely no match for him.

But it just so happened that Jiang Ling's World-Ending Divine Thunder had an extremely strong restraining effect on the opponent. Even if the opponent managed to grab and wound Jiang Ling, the thunder on Jiang Ling's body would also cause considerable damage to him.

Coupled with the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Steps that Jiang Ling had just cultivated, he could completely trade blows with the opponent without falling into a disadvantage.