375: Chapter 375 Gentle Words' Test

Lin Yu's light retort was like an invisible probe, accurately piercing Wen Yan's most tense nerve.

Mission?

What mission?

To find the triggerer of the "Lightning Divine Revelation"!

Officer Qin Zhan's serious face and unquestionable orders flashed through Wen Yan's mind.

He almost blurted it out.

"Our mission is..."

The words reached his lips, but Wen Yan's tongue suddenly tied itself in a knot.

Wait, that's not right!

A chill shot up from his tailbone to the back of his head.

This kid... is trying to bait me!

Actually, saying it or not didn't really matter compared to the surprise Lin Yu had given him this time. However, since it was a secret mission assigned by Commander-in-Chief Qin Zhan, if he let a mere teenager bait the information out of him, where would he hide his face?

More importantly, his mission was to find the Divine Revelation; what was Officer Zhong Huai's mission again?

To help him?

No, thinking back to when the mission was assigned, he seemed... to also be here to watch the fight.

How could someone of his level be bored enough to watch a high school duel? Unless... there was someone in this duel he had to pay attention to.

That person couldn't be Lin Yao, nor could it be Zhao Tianyang.

That only left...

Wen Yan's gaze locked onto Lin Yu's calm face.

Officer Zhong Huai came for him!

And he said he was his examiner.

But why? Why did the Officer leave in such a hurry after watching the first duel where Lin Yao crushed Lin Yu? Could he not see that Lin Yu was holding back?

No, with Officer Zhong Huai's discernment, it was impossible for him not to see it.

Then why did he leave?

He couldn't figure it out.

Countless questions were like wildly growing vines, entangling Wen Yan's thoughts and making him feel like his head was about to explode.

Forget it.

If I can't figure it out, I won't think about it.

Compared to those ethereal guesses, the living "monster" in front of him, who had just performed a miracle, was the problem that most needed solving.

And...

Wen Yan felt the energy in his limbs, which had become overly abundant due to the nourishment of the Sea of Life, starting to stir restlessly.

It was a feeling of being so full he was about to burst.

He desperately needed an outlet to vent.

"Good question."

Wen Yan suddenly grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

He stretched his wrists and neck, his joints letting out a series of crisp popping sounds.

"But before I answer your question, I also want to ask you one."

The next second.

Wen Yan's figure vanished from where he stood.

There was no warning whatsoever.

Only at the moment he disappeared did the ground beneath his feet collapse into a half-meter-deep pit, with countless grass roots and soil being flipped up by the Giant Strength.

A sharp, fierce wind had already reached Lin Yu's face.

Wen Yan's fist, wrapped in a visible vortex of high-density compressed energy, smashed straight toward the center of Lin Yu's brow at supersonic speed.

This punch was a basic combat technique of the Fangs unit.

【Armor-Piercing Awl】.

Simple, direct, and efficient. It was enough to punch a hole right through the front armor of a main battle tank.

However, facing this earth-shattering strike.

Lin Yu merely leaned his head back slightly.

Yes, he just tilted his head.

The fist-wind, powerful enough to tear through steel, whistled past the tip of his nose, blowing the foxtail grass dozens of meters behind him into a massive fan-shaped depression.

The strike missed.

Wen Yan's movements didn't stall for a second; exerting force from his waist and abdomen, he forcibly twisted his body in mid-air, turning his other hand into a palm that slashed horizontally toward Lin Yu's neck like a mountain-splitting axe.

Lin Yu's body, however, was like a weightless feather.

In a posture that defied the laws of physics, he glided half a foot to the side.

Once again, it was perfectly precise.

The sharp palm-blade, accompanied by the whistle of cutting air, grazed past his Adam's apple.

"Nice reaction."

Lin Yu's voice was as calm as if he were evaluating a student's classroom assignment.

"But the force is too scattered, and the speed is a bit slow."

He was bluffing; in fact, to dodge that strike just now, he had even used a Multiplication Card!

Fortunately, he had researched the technique of Stacking, otherwise he would have been exposed under Wen Yan's probing.

However, these highly provocative words indeed had an effect.

Wen Yan was nearly bursting with rage.

Slow?

In the Fangs' internal sparring, this combo of his would leave ninety percent of his teammates unable to react!

And you call this slow?

"Is that so?"

Wen Yan roared, and the aura on his body surged once again.

He no longer held back, unreservedly pouring the nearly overflowing life energy within him into his entire body.

For a moment, a faint emerald-green glow appeared on the surface of his body.

Speed, strength, and reaction time were all elevated to a completely new level at this moment.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dull explosive sounds echoed continuously throughout this prehistoric jungle.

Wen Yan's figure turned into countless blurry afterimages, launching a violent, relentless assault on Lin Yu from all directions like mercury pouring onto the ground.

Fists, palms, fingers, elbows, knees...

Every part of his body became the deadliest of weapons.

Every strike was enough to turn a small hill into dust.

However, what he faced was a reef.

An ancient reef that remained motionless no matter how the tsunami roared.

Lin Yu didn't even leave the three-foot square of ground beneath his feet.

Facing Wen Yan's storm-like offensive, his response was simple to the extreme.

Turning sideways.

Raising a hand.

Tilting his head.

Parrying.

Wen Yan's fists and feet whistled with the wind, grazing the edge of Lin Yu's clothes every time. Lin Yu's movements were incredibly light, as if his body were weightless. Wen Yan's attacks grew more hurried, his body trailing afterimages in his high-speed movement. Every strike was made with full strength, the ground being trampled into shallow pits.

The corner of Lin Yu's mouth curled into an imperceptible arc.

The life energy in Wen Yan's body was too abundant, and this energy seemed to be catalyzing his fighting intent. There was no killing intent in his attacks, only pure probing and venting. Lin Yu judged that Wen Yan just wanted to know his limits.

Since that was the case, Lin Yu was happy to oblige.

In the gaps between every dodge, Lin Yu's fingertips would emit a faint light.

The passive effect of the Divine Skeleton Armament quietly activated, bringing stronger toughness to his body. The Eight Desolations Return to Origin operated secretly within him, balancing the internal energy brought by Wen Yan's attacks.

The card effect of the Slow Spell was accurately applied by Lin Yu onto Wen Yan's attack paths. Every attack seemed to slow down for just a brief instant, making Lin Yu's evasions appear effortless.

He even used the Blink skill with great finesse. It wasn't teleportation, but imperceptible displacements. Every tiny sway happened to avoid Wen Yan's strenuous strikes.