93: Chapter 93 Neither Will Give Way

Inside the temple, there were no rules, no laws, and no protection from the Twelve Zodiacs.

Killing someone here would not lead to accountability, retaliation, or being remembered by anyone.

Liu Kun was a person skilled in calculation, the type who would account for every variable before making a move.

He wanted to know in advance exactly what Wang Lin's Superpower was.

Currently, what was known included clones, Vajra Transformation...

But this was only a part of it; there must be more.

So he waited, waiting for Wang Lin to make the first move, waiting for Wang Lin to expose more trump cards, waiting for Wang Lin to reveal a flaw.

In Wang Lin's eyes, Liu Kun was also someone who must be killed.

This man was too calm, calm to the point of being terrifying.

You never knew when he would strike, how he would strike, or what method he would use to strike.

As long as Blood Fang remained, Wang Lin would not have a day of peace.

If you want to kill someone, do it thoroughly; if you want to cut weeds, pull them out by the roots.

There were more and more zombies.

Someone was tackled, a scream squeezed out from their throat, then abruptly stopped.

Someone had their arm bitten, gritted their teeth, chopped off their own hand, and kept running.

Someone was pushed down and never got back up.

Liu Kun shifted his gaze from Wang Lin and landed it on Shi Gan beside him: "Shi Gan, you go in first."

Shi Gan glanced at Liu Kun, his lips moved, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

He unclenched his fists, turned around, and walked toward the passage.

Shi Gan walked to the entrance of the passage, stopped, and looked at those lasers.

His Superpower was Earth Element, level 5.

He stretched out his hands, palms facing down, fingers spread open.

The ground began to vibrate, and stone walls instantly rose from both sides of him.

Shi Gan rushed out the moment the stone walls rose.

His hands waved in front of him; with every wave, a stone wall rose from the ground, blocking the laser firing ports.

The lasers shot onto the stone walls, not penetrating immediately, but instead being shaved away layer by layer.

By the time the stone wall was pierced by the lasers, he had already run past, charging into that black door without looking back.

Wang Lin stood in place, watching the disappearing back of Shi Gan, the corners of his mouth slightly curling up as he licked his lips.

Earth Ability, not bad, it was one he didn't have.

Liu Kun watched Wang Lin's expression, his brows slightly furrowing.

[This kid... he really has this idea in mind.]

[It means he doesn't have an Earth Ability yet.]

Between him and Wang Lin, words were unnecessary; at this moment, he had already understood Wang Lin's intentions.

Wang Lin withdrew his gaze, turned, and looked at Su Tang behind him: "Su Tang, you go in too."

Su Tang knew about the grudge between Wang Lin and Blood Fang, but her smile was so sweet, so obedient.

"Then I'll go in first, Brother Wang Lin, hurry and come in too."

"There are more and more zombies."

Wang Lin nodded, not speaking.

He also wanted to see what Su Tang's Superpower really was.

Su Tang walked to the entrance of the passage, stopped, and looked at those lasers.

She didn't rush in like the others, but instead looked around, as if searching for something.

Then she moved.

She took a step, landing on the ground without a sound.

Her body leaned slightly forward, her center of gravity shifting from her left foot to her right, then from her right foot to her left.

She jumped up.

Her body flipped in the air, like a white butterfly.

Her feet stepped on the wall, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Her body sprang off the wall, head down, face toward the ground, like an inverted spider.

One person and one light, rotating, jumping, and flying within the passage.

Wang Lin watched her, his pupils slightly constricting.

This footwork, this movement, this rhythm—he had seen it before.

Just a moment ago, when Lu Zhiyi led the people from the Holy See through the passage, it was this exact footwork she used.

Identical movements, identical rhythm.

Su Tang had replicated Lu Zhiyi's positioning.

Exactly the same, not a single bit of difference.

Ancient Martial Artists cultivate their vital energy, muscles, bones, and internal organs.

Vital energy flowed within their bodies.

Lu Zhiyi had very obvious vital energy, like a ball of fire burning.

But Su Tang didn't have it; she was not an Ancient Martial Artist.

She "recorded" Lu Zhiyi's movements and then "played them back," like a video recorder.

Then what was she displaying now? A Superpower?

Or was it pure imitation and replication?

Wang Lin sighed; as expected, Su Tang was not easy to deal with either.

Su Tang passed through the passage.

She turned around, waved at Wang Lin, and then turned and walked into that black door.

The zombies were getting closer and closer.

Wang Lin still did not move.

He wanted to see Liu Kun move first, to see Liu Kun's Superpower, and then he would move.

This was his calculation, because the person who moved first would expose more, giving the other a greater advantage in the ensuing battle.

Liu Kun also did not move.

His gaze shifted from Wang Lin, swept over the zombies rushing over, and then swept over the distance between the two of them.

The zombies were only one meter away from Wang Lin, and three meters away from him.

The one who had to move first was definitely Wang Lin.

He smiled, a very cold smile.

When the time came for Wang Lin to move, he would be able to see more trump cards.

If Wang Lin didn't move, he would be bitten by the zombies, then infected, and turn into a zombie.

That way, he wouldn't have to do anything himself.

The zombies were getting closer.

They were only half a meter from Wang Lin, and two and a half meters from Liu Kun.

Wang Lin did not move, still staring at Liu Kun.

His hands were in his pockets, his expression very calm.

He looked at Liu Kun, and Liu Kun also looked at him.

The gazes of the two people collided in the air; neither retreated.

Liu Kun's brows slightly furrowed.

The zombies were only twenty centimeters from Wang Lin, and two meters from him, yet Wang Lin still hadn't moved.

He started to feel a bit uncertain inside; was this kid really not afraid of death?

Or did he have some trump card?

His patience was slipping away bit by bit.

A zombie crawled to Wang Lin's feet.

Its hand grabbed Wang Lin's ankle, its nails long and sharp, like five rusty little knives, embedded into his pant leg.

Its mouth opened, revealing teeth, biting toward Wang Lin's lower leg.

Wang Lin did not look down at it, did not dodge, and did not move.

His expression did not change, his lips did not move, and he did not blink.

Within a fraction of a second, his lower leg was covered in a dark golden radiance [Vajra Transformation].

The zombie's teeth bit onto his lower leg, emitting a harsh, grating sound.

Several of the zombie's teeth broke, but it didn't let go, still biting, still gnawing.

Liu Kun's expression changed.

That was Vajra Transformation, his own leader's Superpower.

More zombies swarmed over.

They crawled to Wang Lin's feet, grabbed his legs, bit his waist, climbed onto his arms, and hung from his shoulders.

One, two, three, ten, twenty.

They were like ants, like locusts.

They engulfed Wang Lin.

Wang Lin stood there, covered in zombies, his entire body wrapped up.

But he did not move, still staring at Liu Kun.

Liu Kun's expression completely changed.

The zombies were getting closer and closer to Liu Kun.

Two meters, one and a half meters, one meter; they were lunging toward Liu Kun.