NOVEL SIMPLE CHAPTER 100
Chapter 100: Pride and Power
The impact of Lu Ming’s punch, even though mitigated by Chang Yi’s powers, was a stark revelation.
Is Lu Ming only this much? Chang Yi wondered, but quickly dismissed the thought. The truth was undeniable: Lu Ming was a monster. Even in his enhanced dragon form, Chang Yi knew his base attributes paled in comparison to Lu Ming’s raw power.
Yet, Chang Yi’s confidence remained unshaken. He had an ace up his sleeve, an advantage that set him apart from the brute strength of his opponent: his diverse array of superpowers.
Elemental energies surged around him, coalescing into a dazzling display of wind, fire, thunder, and ice. Earth and ice formed a protective armor around him, while fire and lightning crackled on his claws. Wind materialized into wings on his back, granting him flight, and invisible tendrils of telekinesis writhed like serpents, poised to strike.
[Chang Yi: Multiple Superpowers Activated]
The spectacle of light and energy accentuated Chang Yi’s arrogant demeanor as he levitated above Lu Ming, looking down upon him with a predatory grin.
“You’re dead!” he declared, his voice booming with confidence. “The only variable now is your superpower! Tell me, Lu Ming, what’s your superpower? Show it to me, so you won’t have any regrets…”
Chang Yi’s words were not mere taunts. He was fishing for information, hoping to provoke Lu Ming into revealing his hidden abilities.
Chang Yi’s mind-reading ability, however, delivered an unexpected answer.
I don’t have any superpowers, Lu Ming’s thoughts echoed in his mind. But it’s not important. Who said you can’t kill without superpowers?
Chang Yi watched in disbelief as Lu Ming reached into his pocket, producing a slingshot and a handful of pellets.
“Are you going to jump down,” Lu Ming asked, raising the slingshot and aiming it at Chang Yi, “or should I shoot you down?”
Chang Yi couldn’t help but scoff. A slingshot? he thought. Are you serious?
But his amusement quickly turned to alarm as a sharp buzzing sound filled the air. Lu Ming’s hand moved over the slingshot with a practiced grace, a deadly melody emanating from the weapon.
[Lu Ming: Slingshot Shooting Lvl 31 (250/3100) Activated]
The skill level, exceeding Level 30, had unlocked a transformative effect. It wasn’t just about accuracy anymore; it was about turning a simple weapon into an instrument of deadly precision.
Merely holding the slingshot triggered an instinctive shooting state within Lu Ming, his body and mind perfectly synchronized with the weapon.
In this state, Lu Ming’s focus was unparalleled, time itself seeming to slow down around him. Even the fastest moving targets appeared sluggish and predictable.
He held Zhang Lixin’s custom-made Tank slingshot in one hand, a hundred-times reinforced pellet in the other. This combination was a proven zombie killer, capable of shattering a Tank’s skull with a single shot. Aside from throwing iron discs, this was Lu Ming’s most powerful ranged attack.
As his hand pulled back the slingshot, the world seemed to simplify.
Shoot, then hit!
There was no other outcome. This was the terrifying precision of Slingshot Shooting Level 31.
A loud bang resonated as the pellet shot forth, a blur of motion too fast for Chang Yi to track. A series of sickening cracks followed as the projectile shattered his Telekinetic Barrier, pierced his Ice Earth Armor, and embedded itself deep into his right eye.
Blood and vitreous humor splattered as Chang Yi’s scream of agony filled the air. His body, suspended in midair, lost its equilibrium and plummeted to the ground like a bird with a broken wing.
“What a pity,” Lu Ming sighed. He knew that the slingshot hadn’t reached its full potential, but it had still done significant damage.
He put away the slingshot and approached the injured Chang Yi. As Chang Yi attempted to rise, Lu Ming leaped into the air.
The sun beat down on the two fighters as their battle resumed. Lu Ming descended from his jump, landing with a powerful force on Chang Yi’s waist.
The impact was immense. Chang Yi’s defenses shattered one after another—the telekinetic barrier, elemental armor, dragon scales, flesh, and finally, bone.
In mere seconds, Chang Yi’s waist was severely injured. Despite the damage, he retaliated, unleashing a barrage of telekinetic cannons and elemental bullets toward Lu Ming.
The onslaught of telekinetic cannons and elemental bullets felt like an intense artillery bombardment to Lu Ming. His clothes, a simple purchase from Taobao, couldn’t withstand the attack and disintegrated, revealing his bronzed skin.
Yet, Chang Yi’s attacks still failed to breach Lu Ming’s defenses. At this point, Chang Yi was ready to surrender.
However, he saw Lu Ming slowly raise his fists. The fists, held straight out, resembled two hardened spears. Lu Ming spoke calmly, “Actually, I have my own pride.”
This pride stemmed from Lu Ming’s strength. In their previous encounter, Chang Yi had blocked Lu Ming’s regular punch, which deeply wounded Lu Ming’s ego.
The thought that someone could easily withstand his punch, despite all his training and effort, was a blow to Lu Ming’s pride. It was as if a bodybuilder, confident in his physique, walked into a gym and found someone even more muscular. The urge to compare and compete would be inevitable.
Lu Ming’s current mindset mirrored this scenario.
“Therefore,” Lu Ming declared, “I’ve decided to end your offense against me with my fists.”
If a regular punch wouldn’t suffice, then he would use a decisive strike!
Profound Meaning: Continuous Cold Light Punch!
His right fist shot out like a spear, swift and powerful. This was the pinnacle of the Zhao family’s spear technique, Cold Light, adapted to his fist.
Lu Ming’s mastery of both spear and unarmed combat allowed him to seamlessly combine the two disciplines. His basic spearmanship was at level 25, while his unarmed combat was at level 30.
“Boom!” His arm was like a spear, his spear like a dragon!
An immense force surged forth, pulverizing Chang Yi’s left shoulder. Then, Lu Ming unleashed another Cold Light Punch with his left fist, followed by another, and another…
The onslaught was relentless. The ground shook, and even Lu Ming’s house creaked in protest. Dust filled the air, obscuring Chang Yi’s continuous screams.
But within seconds, the screams abruptly ceased.
Gao Junyi, his face flushed with excitement, watched the scene unfold. As the dust settled, Lu Ming’s figure emerged.
“Brother Lu is awesome!” Gao Junyi couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.
End of Chapter 100