352: You can't not fight!

She suddenly looked a bit smug, like a little peacock that had won a fight, as she walked up to Lin Yu with her chest puffed out.

"Brother!"

Her voice was crisp, carrying a hint of showing off.

"How was that! I'm amazing, right!"

"That move just now, was it cool or what!"

Lin Yu didn't answer immediately.

He was silently circulating Vitality Nourishment, repairing the cracks on his armor while rapidly restoring his consumed energy.

Hearing his sister's question, he merely lifted his head, gave her a calm glance, and then gave a slight nod.

"Mm."

A single word.

Just one word?

Lin Yao's smile stiffened for a moment.

This reaction wasn't right!

According to the script, shouldn't her brother be shocked and then shower her with praise, calling her a genius girl?

How could it just be an "Mm"?

That's way too perfunctory!

On the other side, Zhao Tianyang's massive Asura Form also began to slowly recede.

He reverted back to his tall, sturdy young man appearance, though his upper body remained bare, displaying knotted muscles.

He walked up behind Lin Yu and stood with his hands down, silent, like the most loyal of guards.

Lin Yao noticed her brother's mood was off and got a bit anxious.

She stepped closer, stood on her tiptoes, and reached out to poke a crack on Lin Yu's breastplate.

"Brother, are you okay?"

The girl's boasting faded, replaced by a layer of obvious concern.

"That energy collision just now was so intense, and you were right in the middle..."

The Vitality Nourishment within Lin Yu had already circulated for several cycles, and the sense of emptiness from his energy was being rapidly filled. The cracks on the armor were also slowly mending at a speed nearly invisible to the naked eye.

He was indeed fine.

"I'm fine."

Upon receiving a definite answer, Lin Yao finally let out a sigh of relief, and that peacock-like smugness returned.

She put her hands on her hips, her chin slightly raised.

"Well, obviously! Brother, you're so strong, how could you possibly be hurt by an attack of this level!"

While it sounded like she was praising Lin Yu, that uncontainable self-confidence was practically overflowing from her.

It was both absolute pride in her strike just now and a small bit of anticipation, waiting to be praised.

Lin Yu had completely recovered. Seeing his sister like this, he found it somewhat amusing.

"That move just now was so cool, does it have a name?"

When it came to praising Lin Yao, Lin Yu had plenty of tricks!

He clearly knew what the girl was waiting for, so he simply went with the flow and gave her the opening.

Sure enough!

Lin Yao instantly perked up, her whole being lighting up.

That was the ultimate technique she had spent so many days in seclusion racking her brains to come up with!

She cleared her throat, struck what she considered to be her most imposing pose, and announced the name with a sense of sacred solemnity.

"Listen closely! This is the supreme secret method I have painstakingly researched, and its name is..."

"The Storm of Infinite Spacetime Self-Synergy's Thousand-Layer Illusionary Play and the End-Time Magic-Breaking Festival!"

A long string of flowery and tongue-twisting words was recited by her in a tone like an aria.

After finishing, she was afraid the two uncultured guys wouldn't understand, so she very thoughtfully added a follow-up.

"For short, Thousand Void Illusion Blast!"

The air fell into a silence that lasted for three full seconds.

Lin Yu held it in for a long time before finally squeezing two words out from between his teeth.

"Badass."

Meanwhile, Zhao Tianyang, who had been standing there like a statue, underwent a wonderful change in state.

When he heard that impossibly long name, he was first dazed.

What on earth?

Next, he subconsciously began to savor that string of phrases in his mind.

Infinite... Spacetime... Synergy... Thousand-Layer... Illusionary Play... End-Time... Magic-Breaking... Festival... Storm!

Every single word exuded an indescribable sense of majesty and grandeur!

When these terms were combined, an inexpressible sense of shock exploded in his mind like a thunderstorm!

He suddenly recalled the world-destroying scene from just now.

Hundreds of clones shuttling through the thunderstorm, switching classes in an instant, and detonating hundreds of Forbidden Curses at point-blank range!

Wasn't that exactly 'Self-Synergy' under 'Infinite Spacetime'!

Those layered figures, weren't they a 'Thousand-Layer Illusionary Play'!

And that final scene where all spells were unleashed together to annihilate everything, wasn't that precisely a 'Festival Storm' of 'End-Time Magic-Breaking'!

So that's how it is!

So that's what it was!

Zhao Tianyang's body began to tremble slightly.

He thought of the names of his own moves.

Asura Descends to the World.

Eight-Armed Samsara.

Blood Slaughter.

Compared to hers, they were practically like children playing house!

Too shallow! Too blunt! No depth at all!

No wonder he wasn't strong enough!

No wonder he had always been unable to fully comprehend the true essence of the Asura Path!

The problem was right here!

How could a nameless move without a soul carry truly powerful strength!

He suddenly realized everything; he was enlightened.

At this moment, the way he looked at Lin Yao completely changed.

She was no longer just the Lord's sister, but a... mentor who had reached the pinnacle of the art of move-naming!

He had to learn!

He had to learn this profound philosophy!

Of course, that was a matter for later.

No! How could such an important matter wait until later!

Surely it would be fine; this was a very important exchange on becoming stronger!

Just as Zhao Tianyang was about to speak, the staff from the Organization arrived.

Lin Yao shrank her neck in fear. She thought they were there to hold her accountable or demand compensation.

She stole a glance at her surroundings. The destructive power of that strike just now was terrifying.

The staff walked over quickly. There wasn't a hint of blame on their faces; instead, they looked deeply apologetic.

"To the three contestants, we are truly sorry," one staff member said respectfully.

"This was our mistake. We didn't expect the energy impact to be this strong."

"The specifications for Arena One were indeed a bit low."

Lin Yao's head popped out again. She blinked. An apology? No compensation?

She was overjoyed. This was an unexpected pleasant surprise.

"We have prepared the highest-specification Duel Arena at the Organization," the staff member continued.

"How about we change locations and fight again?"

Lin Yao looked at Lin Yu excitedly. She had just started getting into it. Being able to play the second half would be for the best.

She was just about to cheer.

But Lin Yu waved his hand.

"You guys go ahead and fight," Lin Yu said.

The staff member was stunned, and Lin Yao's smile froze on her face.

"My goal has already been achieved," Lin Yu said calmly.

"Continuing the exchange doesn't have much meaning."

Lin Yao got anxious. She took a step forward.

"How can that be?" she asked.

"A winner hasn't been decided yet, has there?"

Lin Yu didn't look at her. He simply turned around.

"Next, let Lin Yao and Zhao Tianyang fight each other," Lin Yu said.

He was no longer participating.

Lin Yao's face slumped. she tried both soft and hard tactics.

"Brother, you can't do this!" Her voice carried a hint of grievance.

"I haven't fought enough yet!"

"Just because I'm not fighting you doesn't mean no one is."

"But I want to fight you!" Lin Yao stomped her foot.

She even started using reverse psychology.

"Are you scared?" she asked provocatively.

"Scared you can't beat me?"

Lin Yu just gave a light chuckle and nodded.

"Right, my little sister is the most amazing!"

Lin Yao's teeth itched with frustration.