Douluo Continent: The Ice King's Resurrection

Chapter 95, Section 94: Terrifying Strength

In an instant, the abruptly stopped scream drew the attention of everyone on the field. Bei Bei and his two companions, along with the two Soul Hunters who were preparing to receive Bei Bei's Soul Skill, all turned around to look, only to witness a scene they would never forget.

A massive ice spear pierced through the abdomen of the skinny man who had just run over to kill the suddenly appearing child, drawing out a large amount of blood. The ice spear then swept upwards, from the abdomen to the head, creating a "clone" for the skinny man.

Truly heartbreaking!

"Brother!" Upon seeing this, the fat man in front felt dizzy. The skinny man was his own brother! But now, he had been killed right in front of him, and in the most brutal way.

Consumed by rage, the fat man immediately wanted to turn back and kill Ling Bingtian, but what he saw upon turning around made him stop in his tracks, revealing a dazed expression of disbelief.

Everyone on the field except Ling Bingtian showed a similar expression, staring blankly at the unbelievable scene.

Where the boy had just stood, an ice-armored figure stood there, with four soul rings that shocked everyone present, slowly pulsating behind him.

Purple! Purple! Black! Black!

A powerful offensive Soul Master whose optimal Soul Ring ratio is many times greater than the ideal one!

At this moment, the ice-armored man, holding an ice spear, twirled it, flinging away the thin man's blood and other debris that stained the spear. Then, he slightly moved his head, looking directly at the long-haired middle-aged man who had hurriedly blocked Beibei's attack and the fat man who was now in a daze.

"run!"

The long-haired middle-aged man was the first to react. He shouted angrily to remind the fat man beside him, and his third spirit ring lit up. He released a sky full of claw shadows to block Bei Bei's lightning attack, and then immediately fled in one direction.

The incident was so sudden that Bei Bei was also shocked by Ling Bingtian's soul ring and did not immediately stop the long-haired middle-aged man from escaping.

The fat man was still immersed in the death of his younger brother and the panic and fear of the strange soul ring ratio, and for a moment he did not react to what the long-haired middle-aged man shouted to him.

Is it useful?

However, Ling Bingtian sneered inwardly, showing disdain for the long-haired middle-aged man's actions.

He also felt a deep disgust for people like the Soul Hunters. These social scum, who only knew how to fight amongst themselves and exploit young people, had no reason to exist.

As the first purple spirit ring behind him shone, Ling Bingtian's ice spear transformed into an ice bow. He switched the ice bow to his left hand and conjured an ice arrow with an icy blue light flashing inside in his right. Without even aiming, Ling Bingtian drew the bow and shot the ice arrow in the direction in which the long-haired middle-aged man had fled.

The sound of the ice arrow tearing through the air brought Beibei and the others to their senses. They watched as the ice arrow streaked across the sky, flying straight towards the direction the long-haired middle-aged man had fled.

Hearing the sound of wind breaking behind him, the long-haired middle-aged man, being an experienced soldier, recognized it as the sound of an arrow tearing through the air. He nimbly leaped upwards, trying to dodge the arrow's attack.

"Oh."

Seeing the long-haired middle-aged man leap up, Ling Bingtian, who was preparing to fire a second arrow, suddenly laughed. Of all the ways to dodge, the long-haired middle-aged man had chosen a sure way to die.

With a light laugh, Ling Bingtian snapped his fingers loudly.

Before Beibei, the other two, and the fat man could react and look at him, Bingjian demonstrated the significance of Ling Bingtian's snap of his fingers with his actions.

"boom--"

A violent explosion suddenly erupted, originating directly from the direction of the ice arrow. A massive amount of ice-attribute soul power burst forth from the ice arrow, surging in all directions and simultaneously blasting out sharp ice shards. Many of these shards flew straight into the air, leaving the long-haired middle-aged man, who had nowhere to gain leverage above the ice arrow, with nowhere to hide.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"

As his flesh was pierced by a sharp object, the tearing sound rang out continuously. In full view of everyone, the long-haired middle-aged man, who had just been somewhat arrogant, was directly cut into dozens of pieces.

A large amount of blood-red liquid mixed with ice-blue liquid fell from the sky from where the long-haired middle-aged man was, nourishing the earth and plants in that area.

"Ugh—" Huo Yuhao and Tang Ya, who had never seen anything like it before, immediately vomited. Given their age and background, they had never witnessed such an explosive scene.

Only Beibei and Fatty, whose mental fortitude far surpassed that of the other two, maintained a normal demeanor, though their expressions were quite unpleasant.

Having strong mental fortitude doesn't mean you won't have an instinctive reaction when you see shocking images.

Ling Bingtian, the instigator, showed no change in expression beneath his mask. He had seen far too many of these scenes in his years of fighting against evil spirit masters.

Strictly speaking, Ling Bingtian felt that this scene didn't even qualify as a small-scale event.

He had witnessed firsthand the horrors of cannibalism and the devastation of corpses.

Having witnessed so many tragedies, Ling Bingtian hated these evil Soul Masters even more, even those Soul Hunters who mostly targeted other Soul Masters. Sometimes, their hearts were even more wicked than some evil Soul Masters with evil martial souls.

So, facing the fat man who was too scared to move, Ling Bingtian didn't say anything, but instead spread his ice wings and slowly flew towards the fat man's location.

When the fat man saw the killing god flying towards him, his legs trembled and he collapsed to the ground. The sword spirit in his hand fell to the ground, and a pool of liquid quickly flowed from his crotch, soaking a large area of ​​the ground around his lower body.

"My... sir, my sir, I... I... I was wrong, please... please forgive me..." The fat man's heart was filled with tension and fear, making him unable to muster any thought of resistance. He begged for mercy from Ling Bingtian, who was slowly approaching him, and he could not speak properly.

However, under the watchful eyes of Bei Bei and the other two, Ling Bingtian, who was flying towards the fat man, did not reply to the fat man's words. His first spirit ring shone again, and an ice blade appeared in his hand.

A flash of cold light, and a large amount of blood-red liquid splattered out. Also flying out was a head—the fat man's head.

Even in his dying moments, the fat man's eyes were still filled with fear, which intensified the physiological reactions of Tang Ya and Huo Yuhao, who had just recovered from seeing his head fly off, causing them to vomit.

This time, even Beibei couldn't hold back anymore. She slowly leaned against a giant tree, held onto the trunk, and began to gag.

The three children, who had grown up in an ivory tower, had never seen such a scene before. Not every family on Douluo Continent raises its descendants like the Ling family.

But soon, the three of them forgot about their intense physical reactions. Because, in their eyes, the ice-armored youth who had just brutally killed three Soul Hunters was slowly turning his head and looking in their direction.

"Ugh—hiss—ugh—" Amidst the sounds of vomiting and gasping for air, Beibei quickly retreated to Tang Ya's side, warily watching the direction where Ling Bingtian was.

"Oh……"

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