110: Chapter 110 Dual-Gun King Lin

Wang Lin rolled his eyes at him: "With his lightning-fast Speed, could you hit him?"

Shen Yuan shut his mouth. Given the opponent's Speed, he certainly couldn't hit him.

"But can you, Young Master Wang, hit him? I don't believe it."

Opposite them, White Face saw Wang Lin take out two guns again and immediately burst into laughter: "With your aim, even if I stood still and let you shoot, you still wouldn't hit me!"

Wang Lin's expression darkened: "That's what you said. If you have the guts, stand still and don't cry later."

Wang Lin slowly raised his guns and aimed at White Face.

White Face's expression turned solemn. It was possible this kid had been playing the pig to eat the tiger earlier.

Perhaps the kid had been deliberately hiding his skills and was waiting for this moment?

He raised his vigilance to the maximum.

Opposite him, Wang Lin pulled the trigger.

"Bang—"

Blue light shot from the muzzle, heading towards White Face.

White Face tried to dodge, but his eyes captured the trajectory of the bullet.

The flight path of that blue light was right beside him.

So, he didn't move his body; the blue light grazed past his ear and struck the wall behind him.

"Haha! Is that it? And you call yourself Dual-Gun Wang Lin? I think Blind Wang Lin is more like it!"

Hearing this, Wang Lin's face sank: "Don't cry later."

He activated his Wind Ability and Speed Ability simultaneously, his body twisting like a snake.

Seeing this, White Face threw a punch.

Wang Lin's body twisted, and the punch grazed past his ear.

His arm bent at an incredible angle, the barrel pointing directly at White Face, less than half a meter from his chest.

The corners of his mouth curled up: "At such a close distance, let's see how you dodge."

White Face's pupils constricted sharply.

At such close range, getting hit wouldn't feel good.

A bolt of yellow electricity shot from his body, aiming straight for Wang Lin's wrist: "As long as I hit your wrist, your attack will be deflected."

"Because of the paralysis effect, the pistol will also drop from your hand."

"By then, this plasma pistol will be mine."

With that said, the electric current struck Wang Lin's wrist directly.

But Wang Lin still pulled the trigger.

"Bang—"

Blue light shot from the muzzle, hitting White Face squarely in the abdomen.

White Face's body jolted, and he looked down at his abdomen.

He didn't understand; his electric current had clearly hit Wang Lin's wrist first. Why hadn't Wang Lin's hand deflected? Why hadn't Wang Lin's pistol dropped?

He looked at Wang Lin's hand and saw a layer of grayish-white light on Wang Lin's wrist.

Wang Lin looked at him and said indifferently: "My physics teacher said that stone doesn't conduct electricity."

White Face clutched his abdomen, blood flowing from between his fingers: "You... you actually have the Petrification ability?"

Wang Lin said calmly: "Of course, it's inevitable."

"I said your performance is over. Now, it's my turn to perform."

White Face stood up. He was LV6, not one of those LV5 trash.

Having taken a shot, he could still fight.

He raised his right hand sharply, his five fingers splayed, and a yellow electric arc shot from his palm.

The electric arc shot towards Wang Lin's face. At the same time, White Face stomped his foot and charged at Wang Lin.

He clenched his right fist, yellow lightning gathering on it.

The arc led the way, followed by his fist—one long-range, one close-range; one feint, one real.

Wang Lin raised his left hand, grayish-white light flowing in his palm [Petrification].

His fist met the arc, the arc exploded, but it had no effect on Wang Lin whatsoever.

At this moment, White Face's fist had already smashed over.

Wang Lin's body twisted, passing under his armpit and appearing behind White Face.

He aimed the muzzle at White Face's back, less than half a meter away.

"You can't dodge this shot."

"Bang—"

The blue light hit White Face squarely in the back.

"You... you..."

White Face didn't finish his sentence because his legs could no longer support him.

His knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground, supporting himself with his hands, gasping for air.

Wang Lin kicked White Face in the buttocks.

White Face lunged forward, face-down on the ground, getting a face full of dust.

He was stunned. He, a dignified LV6, had actually been kicked in the buttocks by an LV3 kid.

He wanted to crawl up and tear this kid into pieces, but he no longer had the strength.

Wang Lin walked in front of him, raised his foot, and stepped on the back of his head, pressing down several times as if stamping out a cigarette butt.

His voice drifted down from above, tinged with sarcasm: "Now do you see how impressive I, Dual-Gun Wang Lin, am?"

"How dare you look down on me earlier?"

"Blind Wang Lin?... Hmm?... Who is the blind one?... Speak up."

White Face's face was pressed tighter, flushed bright red.

He was an LV6, a possessor of the Lightning Ability.

He had actually been stepped on and kicked in the buttocks by an LV3 kid, and now he was even being mocked.

Nearby, Su Wan and Shen Yuan watched this scene, equally in disbelief.

Su Wan whispered: "Young Master Wang... he... he defeated an LV6..."

Shen Yuan was equally shocked: "An LV3 defeated an LV6? Doesn't that mean... Young Master Wang... is more than capable of handling both of us?"

Both of them simultaneously remembered Captain Huo Xiao's words: "After entering, remember to follow behind Young Master Wang and listen to Young Master Wang's commands."

At the time, they thought the Captain was just being polite, giving Wang Lin face, and trying to build rapport.

Now they understood; the Captain was afraid they would die in the temple and had asked Wang Lin to protect them.

Sure enough, every decision the Captain made was correct.

Shen Yuan's mood became excited: "Young Master Wang is amazing! He truly lives up to the nickname Dual-Gun Wang Lin!"

Su Wan also nodded: "Dual-Gun Wang Lin... truly lives up to his reputation..."

Wang Lin didn't look at them; he kicked White Face over, face up.

White Face lay on his back on the ground, blood still oozing from the wounds on his abdomen and back.

He looked at Wang Lin, his eyes filled with hatred, anger, and unwillingness.

Wang Lin ignored him; his palm split open, and a Tentacle emerged, stabbing into White Face's abdomen.

Wang Lin began to pull at White Face's Superpower Seed.

White Face's pupils constricted sharply.

He felt as if his Superpower Seed was being pulled away, flowing out from his Dantian.

He looked down at his abdomen and instantly understood why Wang Lin had so many Superpowers.

Why Wang Lin had shown that greedy look when he saw him, and why Wang Lin had said, "You will understand after you die."

"You... you want my Superpower?..."

Wang Lin didn't speak, but his smile explained everything.

White Face's hand shot up, grabbing Wang Lin's Tentacle, and he shouted angrily: "You want my Superpower?... Then let's die together!"

He gritted his teeth, using his last bit of Superpower to trigger all the energy within his body.

Yellow light exploded from his body, lightning dancing on his skin. His voice was loud and furious: "Let me show you the true power of lightning... One Hundred Thousand Volts!..."