Godslayer: Agent of the Gods, the Stabilizing Force at the Start

Lin Qiye covered his swollen buttocks and stared at Su Ming with an unfriendly expression.

Today's battle made him realize the insurmountable gap between himself and Su Ming.

Both of them were agents of the gods, and Su Ming had only awakened a few days earlier than him.

The difference in the application of divine power, physical fitness, swordsmanship, and movement techniques is like a difference of decades.

Anyone would feel uncomfortable about that, let alone being hit on the buttocks twice.

Su Ming was still playing with himself like an old man teasing a child, occasionally using a piece of candy to lure him out, and then whipping himself hard.

Su Ming didn't take him seriously at all.

In a normal battle, who would randomly land every attack on their buttocks? This would only happen if there was a significant difference in strength between the two opponents.

But is it really necessary to deliberately humiliate yourself, to make him feel bad in order to feel good?

Su Ming could see that Lin Qiye's eyes were filled with rage. If he were strong enough, he would probably be slashing down with the straight sword he was holding.

Now, probably feeling humiliated, Su Ming chuckled nonchalantly and calmly asked, "Do you feel ashamed?"

Lin Qiye roared angrily, "Isn't that right? Every move you make, every attack you launch, isn't it all aimed at humiliating me?"

Su Ming shook his head: "Do you think this is what you call humiliation? Do you know how those mysterious beings humiliate our Great Xia people, making them our food, our garbage, our toys to be discarded at will?"

Lin Qiye suddenly didn't know how to refute, and lowered his proud head.

Su Ming continued, "You can't even protect your own backside, yet you say you want to protect Zhao Kongcheng's world for ten years?"

Do you really think Zhao Kongcheng's skills came from nowhere?

That's what he honed through countless battles against the mysterious with his mortal body, and through countless trials in life-or-death struggles.

No rainbow appears without rain.

"I knew this kid had been secretly studying; he's becoming more and more literary in his speech." Zhao Kongcheng silently admired him. As the example Su Ming had mentioned, it wasn't appropriate for him to get involved in this matter; otherwise, it would put too much pressure on the newcomer.

Wu Xiangnan then silently walked to Lin Qiye's side: "We've all been through this. Is this kind of humiliation more intense than death?"

"Life is only once, but you still have a chance to retaliate against those who humiliate you. You are a representative of the gods; don't you want to become stronger and humiliate Su Ming?"

Wu Xiangnan's voice was like a demonic sound coming from the depths of hell, and Lin Qiye, who had just felt angry, instantly became calm.

"Each spar is a mini-training session. When facing the mysterious, if you're weak, you'll only die. But if you encounter a bizarre monster, they won't let you die easily."

"What is this humiliation compared to death? It's normal to feel ashamed, but if you don't even feel ashamed, then I don't think Squad 136 is the right place for you." Hongying stood in front of Su Ming and said in a firm and powerful voice.

Seeing that Lin Qiye was deep in thought, no one disturbed him, and everyone waited quietly for him to finish his thought.

Everyone highly recognized Lin Qiye's strength in this test. A young man who had just entered the Zhan Realm had exchanged several blows with Su Ming. Although Su Ming was holding back, Lin Qiye's combat skills in the battle were entirely worthy of his identity as a divine agent.

As for the current little incident, everyone understands it deeply; who hasn't been through it?

Looking at Lin Qiye now is like looking at myself when I first joined Squad 136.

It's also a clash between a straight sword and a bamboo sword.

Unlike Su Ming, Chen Muye doesn't let you cut him a few more times. He goes straight for the kill, and three or four cuts can leave you in pain for a whole day.

"Xiao Su, you've really learned a lot from the captain. You've got his style in you," Zhao Kongcheng whispered to Su Ming.

"She's still far from crying. I heard that Hongying cried terribly when she first came to the team." Su Ming had only been there for a few months, and he had only heard about Hongying's story from others.

"You have no idea, back then..."

"Old Zhao, do you think I won't be a serious patient?" Hongying said through gritted teeth.

Lin Qiye slumped to the ground, listening to everyone's words. Actually, he was no longer angry when Wu Xiangnan spoke, and even somewhat understood Su Ming's actions. But good intentions cannot be stopped. One by one, the members of Squad 136 stepped forward and told their stories of being bullied by their captain.

Moreover, Su Ming and the others didn't hide their conversation from him, and their meaning was quite clear: they hoped he could understand.

Just then, Lin Qiye slowly stood up, gripping his straight sword, and stared intently at Su Ming again, but his eyes no longer held anger; instead, they held a positive and uplifting gaze that only a young man could possess.

"Come on, draw your sword."

Su Ming gave Lin Qiye an approving look, and could only say that Lin Qiye was indeed top-notch, his understanding was absolutely top-notch, and he grasped things immediately.

This time he's not going to go easy on them. Now that the education is complete, it's time to stretch our muscles a little.

"I'm coming," Su Ming reminded him.

Lin Qiye's eyes revealed unprecedented focus as he gripped the gleaming blade in his hand. The Mortal God Realm had been deployed, and the entire twenty-meter radius around him was under his control.

Despite Lin Qiye's best efforts, he was met with Su Ming's unreasonable agility, speed, and swordsmanship.

With each collision, Li Qiye had to take two or three steps back to dissipate the excess force, while Su Ming seemed to defy the rules of the world, attacking again and again after each collision, an endless barrage of attacks.

What I got in return was endless spankings.

“啪！”、“啪！”、“啪！”

With a series of crisp sounds, Lin Qiye's face gradually turned red. He tried to fight back, but every time he found a sliver of an opening, Su Ming's knife would strike his buttocks like a shadow, leaving him defenseless.

"The left side is already swollen... how about we treat the right side?"

After being hit again and again, Lin Qiye finally couldn't help but shout out. His voice carried a hint of helplessness and a bitter smile; clearly, he could feel the weight on his buttocks now.

Her pert buttocks, in an irregular distribution, were affecting Lin Qiye's center of gravity.

The left side bulged the pants high, while the right side was flat. Moreover, the pain intensified with each blow to the left side.

"Ok."

Screams echoed throughout the training ground, sometimes high-pitched like dolphin sounds, sometimes low-pitched like the earth shaking.

The onlookers silently covered their buttocks.

Hongying watched as Su Ming whipped Lin Qiye's buttocks like a madman, and for some reason, she also felt as if her buttocks were burning.

He muttered to himself in a low voice, "Su Ming, next time you practice martial arts, if you dare to spank my butt like that, see what I'll do, see what I'll do..."