The Only Player in ‘Child of Stardust’
Chapter 167 - 121 Little Thunder God_2

Chapter 167: Chapter 121 Little Thunder God_2

Hiss... The breaths of quite a few people became heavy at once.

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"Damn, was that you just now, Saint Heir?"

In the escaped shadow pool, the female high school student asked in shock, frantically wiping the nosebleed. The charm released by the witch knew no gender or race bounds.

"It was me." Wang Zhen beside her admitted immediately.

"Pervert!" The female high school student’s eyes instantly looked at him as if he were trash.

"?" Fang Qing couldn’t help but ask, "What if it was him?"

"Then that would just mean... the Saint Heir is wise and mighty."

"..." Fang Qing was speechless.

Zhou Yuan didn’t have the time to deal with others, he was quickly downing bottle after bottle of spirituality-replenishing potions, such as the [Mini Spirituality Potion] produced by the system, and the [Level 2 Spirituality Supplement] issued by the Control Bureau.

A large consumption of Aoneng Power and skills had drained his spirituality rapidly, and the fierce battle wasn’t over yet.

He chugged four bottles of potion in one go, and his spirituality gradually replenished. Just then, a loud thunder roared from behind.

Bang!

Thunder rumbled from afar, and suddenly, a violent lightning bolt descended from the sky, the ground exploded, and fragments of rocks flew around.

The lightning gradually dissipated, Han Bin stood alone at the front with a cold gaze.

[Just like stand users are drawn to each other, there was a mysterious connection between divine selectees too. This guy was a divine selectee of the God of the Sea and Storms, though few people knew this secret.

Han Bin, Rank 2 extraordinary person, divine selectee of the God of the Sea and Storms, blessed by the deity, all lightning-based attacks he performed had 150% increased power. Aoneng Power: Thunder.]

"Divine selectee? Such strong aura."

Zhou Yuan’s eyebrows raised slightly, this guy... not bad.

"Wang Zhen, come out and fight."

Han Bin stared at the shadow pool, speaking indifferently.

Zhou Yuan was stunned and dispelled the shadow pool, asking in confusion, "You weren’t here to find me?"

"I’m more interested in [Exception 550 · Equality for All] for now, leave Wang Zhen, you all can go." Han Bin’s tone was flat. As he spoke, his gaze never left Wang Zhen, completely ignoring Zhou Yuan.

This guy sure was good at putting on airs... Zhou Yuan couldn’t take it anymore. He stepped forward a few paces, blocking the front of the crowd, "Brother Wang, you helped me once earlier, so let me take care of this guy for you."

"Fine." Wang Zhen turned around to face the other four from the Sea God Church, "I’ll fend off these four at the back."

"I’ve already let you go, why do you insist on courting death?"

Han Bin murmured lightly.

The next second, a lightning bolt descended from the sky with unmatched speed, a genuine bolt from the blue.

Bang! Thunder roared, creating an explosive sound. The lightning was intercepted one meter above Zhou Yuan’s head by his Protective Gang Qi, but the terrifying force still caused the surrounding ground to suddenly sink.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, activating the Soul Ignition Skill and True Dragon Breathing Skill simultaneously. His heart pounded fiercely, turning into a roaring engine, pumping searing blood to his limbs and entire body.

Most elemental extraordinary persons were fragile, and once a martial artist got in close, the outcome was usually grim.

He slightly bent his body, exerted force through his legs, and burst out with a whooshing gale.

So fast!

Han Bin was slightly surprised, but he reacted quickly!

His eyes lit up with intense electric light, arcs of lightning crackling around his body, surging forward in a fan-shaped burst, with a crackling sound.

The wild arcs of lightning, with terrifying penetration power, instantly pierced through the Protective Gang Qi like snakes, climbing frantically onto Zhou Yuan’s body upon contact. The lightning had strong damage and paralyzing effects, but Zhou Yuan only felt a faint pain.

In the blink of an eye, he broke through the arcs’ obstruction, clenched his fingers, and punched towards Han Bin’s face.

Before the punch arrived, the fierce and violent wind from the punch alone made Han Bin feel suffocated. He suddenly turned into a dazzling lightning bolt, swiftly fleeing.

Zhou Yuan tapped his foot and chased after him, causing the ground to explode with a bang, creating a crater.

The lightning bolt Han Bin turned into zigzagged down the street. After a brief exchange, he realized Zhou Yuan had a body of a Cross-Training Master level; in close combat, he had absolutely no winning chance.

"Hmph, trying to escape?"

Zhou Yuan snorted coldly, launching "Shadow Slice" without warning.

A beam of highly compressed dark matter swept out, smoothly cutting through the trees and lampposts by the roadside.

The distance between the two wasn’t far, Han Bin was within the attack range of Shadow Slice, and at that moment, he felt a chilling fear of death. The electric light around him intensified as he hurriedly adjusted his posture.

With a flash of the slender black beam, blood spurted out as Han Bin’s right calf was severed, the cut surface extremely smooth.

Strands of viscous dark matter clung to the wound, beginning to devour flesh, steal warmth, paralyze the body, and diminish willpower.

Han Bin remained expressionless, thunder surged at the wound, completely destroying the dark matter. He then used the high temperature carried by the lightning to cauterize the wound, forcibly stopping the bleeding, and forming a prosthetic limb out of electric light.

"Thousand Thunder Prison Trap!"

Han Bin directly unleashed his ultimate move, forming a thunder domain with a diameter of twenty meters centered around him.

Massive amounts of black lightning poured out, shaking the space, and the ground became cratered, dust flying.

The penetration and explosive power instantly pierced through Zhou Yuan’s Protective Gang Qi, leaving deep bloody holes on his body.

The lightning flickered, crisscrossing, like a thunder prison, confining Zhou Yuan within and subjecting him to lightning strikes.

"Such strong energy waves." In the distance, forces arriving in a hurry were dumbfounded upon seeing this scene. The power of this move definitely reached Rank 3.

Some looked unfavorably at Wang Zhen and the three Holy Crow Church members. The female high school student quickly waved her hand, "We already handed the item to our Saint Heir, if you have a problem, go bother him, not us."

Thus, the onlookers turned their gaze back to the battlefield, itching to move.

The four members of the Sea God Church suddenly blocked their way. A middle-aged man smiled and said, "Everyone, please do not disturb Han Bin’s fight. We will address everything after the battle.

Please cooperate, if you insist on interfering, you’ll have to get past us first."

Weighing their overall strength, the crowd did not act rashly.

"It looks like Zhou Yuan is in danger." A monk from the Wufawutian Temple frowned, that black lightning looked like a special elemental matter, with destructive power that even a Cross-Training Master couldn’t withstand.

Han Bin turned out to be a real monster...

"Hit him hard." The monk gritted his teeth and said.

"Han Bin has some skills. If he had arrived earlier, he might have taken down Zhou Yuan."

"Looking at it now, maybe he really is invincible among his peers."

"After all, he defeated a general under the Seven Martial Seas. He can’t be weak, plus the careful training by the Sea God Church... haha, the Sea God Church is way more reliable than the Holy Crow Church. The Holy Crow Church’s past Saint Heirs were always pushed out to attract hatred and take the blame. Zhou Yuan probably didn’t receive much sponsorship either."

"Seems like after this fight, Han Bin should make it to the rookie rankings."

"Forget it, his face is already pale, he’s already exhausted." The female high school student began speaking up for her Saint Heir.

"Why are you all praising Han Bin? Did you forget how badly he was beaten earlier?"

"Feels like Zhou Yuan... has stronger raw power."

Some people favored Zhou Yuan a bit more.

"How about we start a betting pool?"

The jacketed guy suddenly suggested excitedly, and the next second he took out a table from his Storage Ring, setting up a "betting stand" sign:

"I bet Han Bin wins!"

"You son of a...!" The female high school student got angry at once. Are you even from the Holy Crow Church?

"I also bet Han Bin wins!" The monk from Wufawutian Temple followed suit.

"Then I’ll bet Zhou Yuan wins."

Everyone began placing bets. The world would never lack people who enjoyed watching the excitement.