Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 252: Ding Ling VS Sword God (14/17)

The airwaves collided in mid-air, producing a crackling sound like muffled thunder.

Bang, bang, bang!

The four legs were like four iron whips, continuously entwining and striking, the banging sound echoing endlessly, as if hitting a donkey's hide.

Boom, boom, boom!

Each kick seemed capable of snapping a large tree.

At the extreme point.

Tong Yuan and Ding Ling once again jumped onto the earth, swiftly clashing in mid-air; sometimes punching, sometimes with an open palm—a punch, a palm—all showcasing the grandeur of a Grandmaster!

By the time they landed on the ground, the two had exchanged no less than hundreds of punches!

Each bombardment of punches resounded with a thunderous roar, stirring the surroundings!

Kong!

When both sides stood ready, delivering a heavy punch towards each other's fists, Kong! Ding Ling didn't move a bit, while Tong Yuan stumbled back a dozen steps before he barely steadied himself.

He smiled wryly and waved his hand:

"No more, no more. Physical strength can't keep up. Let's continue tomorrow. That's it for today!"

Wang Yue was moved and said:

"Ding Ling's strength now can be said to have undergone a tremendous transformation. Looking at your recent exchange, Tong Yuan, it seems you are not Ding Ling's match at all!"

"Indeed."

Tong Yuan candidly said:

"As soon as we exchanged blows, I felt the surging, overwhelming power on Ding Ling! I was shocked, having a chilling sense that I could be beaten to death by Ding Ling at any moment."

He paused, looking at Ding Ling with a face full of relief:

"Good thing Ding Ling was very measured, always accommodating me, allowing me to experience the strength of a Celestial Human Realm powerhouse. Unfortunately, even so, I still couldn't handle it. My stamina is nothing compared to Ding Ling's. His physique and endurance are just too strong. Truly worthy of a Celestial Human Realm powerhouse, it's terrifying.

Compared to some Celestial Human Realm powerhouses recorded in ancient texts, it seems even more powerful!"

"Mutual learning."

Ding Ling said:

"Mutual progress."

"Ding Ling, you remain as humble, steady, and sincere as always!"

Tong Yuan praised:

"But being too humble is not good. I'm telling you from my heart, not just praising you. Just telling the truth."

Ding Ling was speechless.

Tong Yuan patted Ding Ling's shoulder:

"In front of us two old fellows, no need to be too restrained. Just consider us your elders."

Before Ding Ling could reply.

He looked at Wang Yue:

"You try. Ding Ling's Celestial Human Realm is truly unparalleled. Almost no weaknesses. If he were born in the time of the Ancient Yellow Emperor or Chiyou, he might even fight against Chiyou, the Commander!"

"Really?"

Wang Yue couldn't sit still, stood up, and walked to Ding Ling's side, saying:

"Ding Ling, let's try."

"Yes, senior."

At that moment, the two set up their stances.

Beginning to use their hands as swords, fighting speedily, and clashing swiftly.

Both had extremely high attainment in the Sword Dao.

They could be called the two unparalleled Sword Gods of the present age.

At this fight, one could see sword light shining brightly, with occasional glimpses of Sword Map flickering in the void, the sharp Sword Qi flashing in all directions, occasionally slicing and breaking some branches and bamboo leaves.

Vaguely, Shi A and others could even hear the clanging of the sword edge.

"Just using their hands for comparison, reaching such a level."

Everyone was shocked.

"This has reached a realm of not being hindered by objects. Any random object can be transformed into a sword!"

Some players from afar also saw these scenes, feeling very envious:

"Ding Ling is too terrifying. No wonder he's the number one player!"

"Indeed. Ding Ling stands alone at the top of the leaderboard, overwhelming all other players. Although the second place is just one rank apart, the gap in strength cannot be measured! Really don't know how he trains."

...

Klang, klang, klang!

Ding Ling and Wang Yue, in their final confrontation, using their fingers as swords, sketched stroke by stroke, the Sword Qi overflowing, various sword moves emerging endlessly, as if a surging Sword River was falling to the earth, continuously evolving into Supreme Sword Techniques;

It was more like two Sword Dragons confronting each other, the Sword Qi and sparks they collided with were so intense even from a distance that it could blind one's eyes! Terrifying!

After a period of time.

Their fingers clashed.

Boom!

A loud noise.

Ding Ling stood as firm as Mount Tai.

Wang Yue was hit as if struck by lightning, flying back dozens of meters, spinning several times in mid-air before dispelling the Vigorous Qi and landing gracefully.

He looked at Ding Ling with a face of amazement, sighing:

"The waves behind on the Yangtze River push the waves ahead! Truly worthy of being the new-generation Sword God of the Great Wei Kingdom! You are worthy of the Sword God's title! I am far inferior to you."

"Senior is over-praising."

Ding Ling said solemnly:

"Without senior's guidance, there would be no me today. My Sword God title began with you! At most, I am just a second-generation Sword God! It can be considered that I inherited your first-generation Sword God's title."

"Hahaha…"

Wang Yue was stunned, then laughed heartily:

"Right, right. I was trapped in appearances. Talents emerge in every generation, each leading for hundreds of years. Every generation has its glory. I am the older generation, you are the younger generation. Why should I compare with you?"

That's what he said.

Wang Yue still seemed unable to let go:

"But your progress is too exaggerated. Not to mention my generation. Even going up several generations, decades, or a hundred generations, it's still hard to find someone comparable to you. You are too dazzling, too powerful!"

Tong Yuan nodded in deep agreement:

"Ding Ling, no need to be humble anymore. We know you are steady and sincere."

He stroked his beard and said:

"Knowing Ding Ling, is more valuable than forming a bond with you, teaching you Breathing Technique and Cultivation Technique. It's the most boast-worthy thing in my life. Because I, Tong Yuan, have actually guided a peerless hero! Even ancestors in the Underworld would be greatly comforted to know this."

"Indeed."

Wang Yue laughed and said:

"The Sword Sect having a successor like Ding Ling. If there really is an Underworld and Reincarnation in this world, I believe the seniors of the Sword Sect would be proud of you!"

"Come, come, come."

Tong Yuan invited Ding Ling:

"Accompany this old man for a cup of wine. After resting well for a while, we can spar some more. I have too many doubts about the Celestial Human Realm. It's now your turn, young one, to guide this old man. Please don't despise me."

"I wouldn't dare."

Ding Ling said solemnly:

"Senior will always be the senior I respect most!"

"Hahaha…"

Tong Yuan felt greatly comforted:

"I didn't misjudge you. Very good, very good!"

He seemed very happy and delighted:

"Today should drink three hundred cups!"

Zhao Yun, Diao Chan, Da and Xiao Qiao, Du Qingcheng, and others were watching from the side, some smiling, some feeling honored, some enthusiastic.

But without exception.

All were proud to follow a person like Ding Ling.

...

Time flowed like water.

Ding Ling stayed on Penglai Mountain for three days.

During the three days.

He sparred with Wang Yue and Tong Yuan countless times.

Each time.

He would hold back his strength, fighting them, even so, he could still easily defeat Wang Yue and Tong Yuan.

However.

Ding Ling did not see a notification about Task 2 being completed.