NOVEL Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents Chapter 456 - 113: Wouldn’t It Be a Bit Disrespectful to Just Face-Tank Your Attack?

Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents

Chapter 456 - 113: Wouldn’t It Be a Bit Disrespectful to Just Face-Tank Your Attack?
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Chapter 456: Chapter 113: Wouldn’t It Be a Bit Disrespectful to Just Face-Tank Your Attack?

At this moment, Qin Feng could feel the oppressive aura coming from beyond the Teleportation Gate. It was a special energy fluctuation, a fusion of the Sakura Country’s traditional elements and high-level Magic Power, carrying the same fanaticism and ruthlessness inherent to the Divine Wind Association.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Feng sheathed his sword, but his Holy Power began to circulate quietly within him. A golden stream of light flashed and vanished in the depths of his eyes.

He didn’t choose to launch a surprise attack while the Teleportation Gate was still forming. Instead, he stood his ground with his hands behind his back, quietly staring at the ever-expanding Teleportation Gate.

Slaying the Tier Three Sakura Country players was merely a warm-up, an appetizer.

The ones he was truly waiting for.

Were always the high-tier combatants from the Sakura Country.

Only by completely crushing these "enemies"—foes that other Tier Three players wouldn’t even dare to imagine fighting—could he truly intimidate the foreign powers coveting the Hua Country’s domain. This was the only way to steer the massive crisis currently sweeping across the Lord Players of the Hua Country completely in his favor.

Soon, the runes on the Teleportation Gate completely stopped flowing. A figure wearing a black Magic Robe embroidered with gold patterns stepped out from the faint purple halo. He held a folding fan inlaid with a blood-red Gemstone, and the Magic Power surging around him was so tangible it made the bloodstains on the ground ripple.

The Tier Four Sakura Country Lord Player’s gaze swept over the wreckage-filled room, finally landing on Qin Feng. The shock, fury, and killing intent in his eyes were practically overflowing:

"So you’re Qin Feng?"

"You’re the one who slaughtered my comrades from the Divine Wind Association!"

"You’re digging your own grave!"

Qin Feng nodded faintly. He tapped his finger lightly on the scabbard at his waist, and his Holy Power spread from his fingertip, forming a circle of golden Sacred Patterns on the ground:

"What’s all that gibberish?"

"Take this!"

"Comet Strike!"

As he finished speaking, with a burst of power from his palm, the Beheading Sword shot out of its scabbard with a clear SHIING. Golden Holy Flame snaked up the blade, casting a fiery halo in the narrow space.

He pushed off the balls of his feet, and using the explosive power of the Holy Stepping Technique, his figure shot toward the Tier Four Lord Player like an arrow loosed from a bow. The force of his sword was as heavy and fierce as thunder, aimed straight for his opponent’s heart. freёwebnovel.com

This was no impromptu attack. It was an optimal choice, one Qin Feng had honed through countless real battles.

The space on the top floor of the office building was already cramped. The scattered wreckage of desks and chairs and the broken door and window frames further restricted their room to maneuver. Ranged weapons like bows couldn’t be fully drawn here, and even if an arrow were forced out, it would easily be blocked by obstacles, exposing the user’s own openings.

And while the various Magic Skills he possessed were powerful, they had a fatal flaw: they couldn’t apply the exclusive effect of "Divine Gift: Permanent Poisoning." That Power of Authority could only be triggered by physical damage that hit an enemy.

This was precisely why, ever since the real-world purges began with the battle at the Mambo District Villa, Qin Feng had consistently controlled the battlefield using his melee identity as a Sigmar Combat Priest.

His Beheading Sword, infused with Holy Power, already greatly amplified his melee physical damage, and close-quarters slashes wreathed in Holy Flame maximized the advantages of fighting in tight spaces.

His Holy Shield could instantly block surprise attacks, and Holy Step allowed for agile traversal of complex terrain. Combined with a chain of Holy Knight Class Core Skills like Holy Fall Strike and Holy Blade Slash, his entire melee combat system thrived in such confined spaces. It allowed him to quickly finish off enemies while avoiding the limitations of ranged weapons or Magic.

Now, facing the blast of Magic Power from the Tier Four Sakura Country Lord Player’s fan, Qin Feng’s melee advantage became even more prominent. The gust from his Holy Flame blade swept out, directly incinerating the Dark Wind Blade his opponent had unleashed. Its momentum unabated, the sword pressed straight for the man’s face.

Unfortunately.

Although Qin Feng’s Combat Skills far surpassed his opponent’s.

As a Tier Three Lord Player, there was a massive watershed between him and the Tier Four Lord Player, so his direct damage was pitifully low.

’But that didn’t matter... He still had "Divine Gift: Permanent Poisoning" to supplement the damage!’

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