sinovels Chapter 929 Lacon's Killing Intent
Chapter 929 Lacon's Killing Intent
The newly arrived senior deacons may not necessarily know the rules here better than the veteran gladiators.
The giant axe arrived in the blink of an eye.
Lin Qiye stood still, holding a long black iron spear in his hand.
He did not back down.
They didn't put on any complicated show.
It was just a flick of the wrist.
The spear tip pierced out.
A very simple shot.
There were no fancy changes, no amazing momentum, and not even obvious fluctuations in the source energy.
But the moment the spear tip pierced through, Lakong's pupils suddenly contracted.
too fast!
Although the spear looked slow, in his eyes it was like a venomous snake suddenly emerging from the darkness.
He tried to raise his axe to block.
But the giant axe had only been swung halfway when the spear tip struck the weakest point of the axe handle.
"clang!"
A crisp sound.
Lacon felt a strange force coming from the axe handle, and his hand instantly split open, his entire arm going numb.
The giant axe that he had fought with for many years was suddenly released from his hand, flying out and spinning as it smashed into a stone pillar in the distance.
"boom!"
Sparks flew everywhere.
Lacon's expression changed instantly.
Before he could react, the cold tip of the gun was already pressed against his throat.
The tip of the gun was only half an inch from his skin.
If Lin Qiye had pushed it forward just a little more, his throat would have been pierced.
The entire arena fell silent for a moment.
Lacon stared blankly at the lance.
He just now...
He couldn't even catch a single shot?
Lin Qiye sheathed his spear, his tone indifferent.
"continue."
Lakong paused for a moment.
"My lord, I..."
"I'll give you your all."
Lin Qiye glanced at him.
Lacon's expression changed slightly.
He didn't expect that the other party would see through it at a glance.
He didn't really fight with all his might when he swung that axe just now.
It wasn't because he was holding back, but because he was used to it.
Having spent so many years in the arena, he had long since learned to control his strength.
Going all out often means exposing weaknesses and putting yourself in danger if the opponent seizes an opportunity.
But this newly arrived senior deacon directly overcame skill with brute force!
Lakong took a deep breath.
"Yes, sir."
He bent down to pick up the giant axe, let out a low roar, and the sand beneath his feet exploded.
This time, instead of sweeping the axe horizontally, he raised it with both hands and brought it down on his head!
The grayish-white primal energy on the giant axe suddenly became denser.
Before the axe blade even arrived, a deep trench had already been pressed into the sand on the fighting platform.
This axe blow was more than twice as powerful as the previous one.
Lin Qiye still did not back down.
He simply turned slightly to the side.
He flicked the gun barrel.
"clang!"
The trajectory of the giant axe instantly deviated by three inches.
Lacon's expression changed, and he wanted to change his tactics.
But Lin Qiye's gun was already right in front of him.
The spear tip slid along the axe handle and touched his wrist.
"Bang!"
Lakong's entire arm instantly lost its strength, and the giant axe slipped from his grasp once more.
Before he could even regain his footing, the gun barrel had already swept across the back of his knees.
"Thump!"
Lakong knelt on one knee.
The next moment, the cold tip of the gun was pressed against his brow again.
Lin Qiye said calmly, "Again!"
For the next half hour, the sound of metal clashing echoed continuously on the fighting platform.
La Kong charged forward time and time again, only to have his weapon knocked away and his body sent flying.
No matter how he attacked, Lin Qiye only needed one shot.
Lakong couldn't even withstand a single shot.
It's not that it can't be stopped.
Rather, they simply didn't know how to block it.
As soon as he started his move, Lin Qiye had already seen through all the subsequent changes.
His source energy had only circulated halfway when Lin Qiye's attack interrupted the flow of source energy within his body.
By the end, Lacon was covered in sweat, his arms were trembling, and he could barely hold onto his giant axe.
In the original universe, Lin Qiye had long been accustomed to crushing everything with absolute power.
After becoming the King of Men, he could suppress galaxies with a mere flick of his wrist and crush laws with a single thought.
But once you reach the original universe, everything is different.
The density of laws here is too high, and the source energy is too heavy. The original power of outsiders is suppressed. If they want to unleash it, they must readjust to the rules here.
And combat is the fastest way to adapt.
Every time weapons clash, every time Origin Qi surges, every time his body is pushed to its limit, his flesh and blood will actively devour the surrounding Origin Qi.
That feeling was wonderful.
It's like being under high pressure, forcing your body to open doors one by one, letting the heavy source energy from the outside in squeeze in little by little.
pain.
But it works.
Especially after Luo Sheng became pregnant, the feedback from deep within her bloodline accelerated this adaptation speed even further.
After it merged with the source energy, it actually allowed Lin Qiye's body to accept the laws of the original universe more quickly.
A deeper level of bloodline nourishment.
This pleased Lin Qiye greatly.
Despite his satisfaction, Lin Qiye remained vigilant.
Lakong was panting like a broken bellows, and his hand holding the giant axe was trembling.
On the surface, he appeared to be so exhausted that he could barely hold his weapon.
But Lin Qiye could see it very clearly.
Those hands weren't trembling.
It is gathering strength.
Lakong lowered his head, his chest heaving violently, and a fierce glint flashed in his cloudy eyes.
He had been humiliated by Lin Qiye for half an hour.
He charged forward time and time again, only to have his weapon knocked away and be forced to kneel on one knee.
He's been in this arena for so many years, when has he ever been used as a whetstone like this?
Moreover, someone above gave instructions.
As long as this new senior deacon suffers some losses, preferably losing an arm or a leg, Lei Sha will remember him.
One thousand gladiatorial coins.
In addition, there's a guaranteed win for the next match.
This deal is worth the risk.
Racon gritted his teeth and raised his giant axe again.
"Sir, one more time!"
He let out a low roar, and the dark red sand beneath his feet suddenly exploded. He pounced on Lin Qiye like a wild beast driven to the brink of despair.
This axe blow was even more powerful than the previous one.
The axe blade was wrapped in grayish-white primal energy, so heavy it seemed capable of splitting half of a fighting arena.
Lin Qiye stood still, his black iron spear pointing diagonally at the ground, his eyes calm.
Lakong rushed to within three zhang of him.
The giant axe swept across.
It seemed like a sweeping motion, but just as the axe blade was about to strike, La Kong suddenly flipped his wrist, and half of a hidden thorn suddenly popped out from the end of the axe handle, aiming straight for Lin Qiye's throat!
This is the real killer move.
All the previous trials, all the embarrassing moments, all the exhaustion, were for this moment.
He wanted to draw Lin Qiye's attention to the axe blade, and then strike from the most inconspicuous spot.
If that hidden dagger were to pierce through, Lin Qiye would be severely injured, even if he didn't die.
A cold glint flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes.
He did not back down.
A flick of the wrist.
The black iron spear moved like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, so fast that only a blur remained.
"puff!"
A muffled thud.
The spear tip pierced through Lakong's left chest, pinning him firmly to a stone pillar at the edge of the arena.
On the dark red sand, a splash of golden-red blood instantly appeared.
The fierce look on Lacon's face froze completely.
He stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the spear that had pierced through his chest.
pain.
excruciating pain.
The pain exploded wildly along his nerves, contorting his entire face.
Even worse, his wounds did not heal immediately.
Golden-red blood flowed down the gun barrel, landing on the sand with a soft hissing sound.