101: Chapter 101 This is the real Chinese Zodiac

The moment Wang Lin rushed over, Iron Bear moved.

His Superpower was not Beast Taming, but "Berserk".

In a short period, his strength would triple, but the cost was the gradual loss of sanity.

His eyes began to turn red, veins bulged beneath his skin, and his muscles swelled up.

He raised his iron rod and smashed it down toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin raised his right hand, dark golden light flowing across his palm, and met the iron rod with a punch.

The fist and rod collided, producing a dull, thunderous sound.

The iron rod flew out of Iron Bear's hand, struck the wall, bounced twice, and fell to the ground.

The web between Iron Bear's thumb and index finger split open; blood flowed from the wound and dripped onto the floor.

He looked at his hand, then at Wang Lin, his eyes filled with disbelief.

After using Berserk, his strength was triple his usual level, yet he had actually been disarmed by a single punch from a LV3 youngster?

He had no time to think, as Wang Lin's Tentacles had already lashed out at him.

Iron Bear's Superpower had another hidden effect: in the Berserk state, his skin would become as hard as iron.

He raised his arms, crossing them in front of him. The Tentacles whipped against his arms, making the sound of metal colliding and spraying a shower of sparks.

Iron Bear's body retreated two steps, but he steadied himself.

He gritted his teeth and grinned: "Is that all the strength you have? It's not even enough to scratch an itch for me!"

He lunged at Wang Lin, his fist whistling through the air as it smashed toward Wang Lin's face.

Several more Tentacles burst from behind Wang Lin, and a dozen of them lashed out at Iron Bear simultaneously.

Iron Bear's fist knocked away two of the Tentacles, but the remaining ten all struck his body.

The sound of metal colliding rang out, and Iron Bear's body was knocked off balance, but he did not fall.

His Berserk was too strong, and his skin was too hard.

"You can't hurt me!"

Wang Lin frowned slightly.

Although Iron Bear's Berserk was strong, it had a time limit.

As long as he dragged this out, Iron Bear would fall into a weakened state.

But Wang Lin didn't want to drag it out, because Spirit Snake was still nearby.

Spirit Snake had been waiting, waiting for Wang Lin to focus all his attention on Iron Bear, waiting for Wang Lin to reveal a flaw.

His Calamity Superpower was [Snake Transformation], allowing his body to be as flexible as a snake and enabling him to perform any movement that defied human ergonomics.

At the same time, his short blade was coated with a neurotoxin extracted from a venomous snake; as long as it broke the skin, the target would be completely paralyzed within three seconds.

He saw that all of Wang Lin's Tentacles were wrapped around Iron Bear, leaving his back completely exposed, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

He moved, his body sliding over silently like a snake.

Like a bolt of lightning, the short blade stabbed toward Wang Lin's back.

Wang Lin did not turn around, but his Mental Energy had been fully extended.

He sensed Spirit Snake's killing intent.

In a fraction of a second, his body transformed into a cloud of black mist [Shadow Shapeshifting].

Spirit Snake's short blade passed through the black mist, failing to touch anything substantial.

His pupils constricted violently, and he tried to withdraw his blade and retreat, but it was already too late.

The black mist re-condensed, turning back into Wang Lin's body.

Wang Lin's right hand had already grabbed Spirit Snake's wrist, dark golden light flowing across his fingertips [Vajra Transformation].

He tightened his fingers and squeezed fiercely, causing Spirit Snake's wrist to emit a crunching sound as if the bones were about to shatter.

Spirit Snake's scream rang out.

His short blade slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Wang Lin did not let go; he raised his foot and kicked Spirit Snake in the chest.

Spirit Snake's body flew backward, struck the wall, slid down, and slumped onto the ground.

His wrist was swollen like a radish and he couldn't move it.

He looked at Wang Lin, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

He didn't understand why Wang Lin could dodge his sneak attack.

Why were his reflexes so fast?

Why was a LV3 kid this strong?

Seeing Spirit Snake knocked away, Iron Bear's remaining sanity from Berserk completely snapped.

His eyes turned blood red, like two burning balls of fire.

His mouth opened as he let out a roar and lunged at Wang Lin.

He spread his arms, wanting to embrace Wang Lin and strangle him to death or tear him apart.

More than a dozen Tentacles behind Wang Lin activated.

Like snakes, they coiled around Iron Bear's arms, waist, legs, and neck.

One, two, three, ten, twenty.

Iron Bear's body was wrapped up tightly, like someone tied to a rack.

He struggled, but his strength was fading.

The time limit for Berserk had been reached; his muscles shrank back, his skin was no longer hard, and his eyes were no longer blood red.

His body went limp, like a pile of mud.

He looked at Wang Lin, who was walking over slowly: "What... what are you going to do?"

Wang Lin did not answer.

He opened his palm, and a Tentacle emerged, stabbing directly into Iron Bear's Dantian.

Iron Bear's eyes widened sharply.

It felt like something inside his body was being drained away.

Iron Bear began to tremble violently; his skin turned pale, his muscles atrophied, and his bones became brittle.

The seed of Berserk flowed into Wang Lin's body along the Tentacle.

[Berserk]: In a short period, strength triples, but the cost is the gradual loss of sanity.

Iron Bear collapsed limply onto the ground with a dull thud.

Beside him, Spirit Snake watched, his body trembling.

He gritted his teeth, using his other hand to support himself against the wall, trying to stand up and flee.

But as soon as he stood up, his legs went weak, and he knelt back down.

Wang Lin turned around and walked slowly toward Spirit Snake.

"Don't... don't kill me... I can give you money... give you crystal cores... give you anything..."

Walking up to him, Wang Lin squatted down and said softly: "I don't need your money. Nor do I need your crystal cores."

"I only need your Superpower..."

A Tentacle emerged from his palm and stabbed into Spirit Snake's Dantian.

The seed of Snake Transformation flowed into Wang Lin's body along the Tentacle.

[Snake Transformation]: Body can be as flexible as a snake, enabling any movement that defies human ergonomics.

A moment later, Spirit Snake collapsed to the ground, lying side by side with Iron Bear.

He was dead, having had his Superpower and life force drained by Wang Lin.

[Berserk] and [Snake Transformation]—these two Superpowers had boosted his combat effectiveness by another level.

Wang Lin stood up and walked toward Han Yue.

Han Yue was slumped in the corner, his entire body trembling.

Wang Lin walked over, squatted down, and looked him in the eye.

He gently patted Han Yue's face with his palm.

Making a "slap, slap, slap" sound.

"Did you see that?"

"This is what is called the Twelve Zodiacs. You were just smearing the name of the Twelve Zodiacs, do you understand?"

After speaking, he patted his face again—not hard, but loudly.

Han Yue was so scared he couldn't speak; he could only nod desperately.

Wang Lin looked at him, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly: "Fortunately, you are a piece of trash. I'm not interested in trash."

"You should be happy that you are a piece of trash."

Han Yue didn't understand why Wang Lin called him trash, but he didn't dare to ask, nor did he dare to think about it.

But he knew that Wang Lin wasn't killing him because he was "not interested."

Wang Lin didn't kill him because he already had a Fire-element Superpower; to him, Han Yue was just trash, trash that was of no use to him at all.

Wang Lin stood up and stopped looking at Han Yue.

His gaze fell upon the laser sword at his feet.