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

Clang----

Lin Qiye took the initiative.

With his long sword drawn, Lin Qiye moved swiftly forward, like a ghost darting through the ruins in the darkness.

More than half of the battle had passed since it began, and night had already enveloped the sky. With the buff from [Starry Night Dancer], Lin Qiye felt light and agile, and his strength was guaranteed.

Wang Mian was somewhat surprised to see Lin Qiye's ghostly figure. After a moment, he put his hands on the sword at his waist again, and the sword slowly came out of its sheath.

Swish-----

The invisible divine void opened up, and in Lin Qiye's eyes, the speed at which Wang Mian drew his sword was too fast for the naked eye to detect. If it weren't for his spiritual perception, he probably wouldn't have been able to react at all.

The sword was drawn, and an exaggerated blade aura instantly sliced ​​through the air, slashing towards Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye's spiritual perception had already predicted the direction the blade would strike the moment it was drawn, but the blade's speed was astonishing. Lin Qiye managed to dodge it just in time.

Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief after dodging the attack.

It seems that being personally trained by Su Ming was not in vain.

Or rather... that spanking wasn't for nothing.

This time, the evasion was a combination of the body's instinctive perception of danger and mental strength.

"You've got some skill. But it's not enough!" Wang Mian sneered, continuing to swing his sword a second time, a third time...

The densely packed blade energy intertwined to form an impenetrable net. Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes, maximizing his dynamic vision and Divine Ruins abilities.

In just a moment, Lin Qiye's eyes began to dry out.

But his body didn't stop; it leaned back quickly, the tip of the knife in his hand bracing against the ground, the sharp blade narrowly grazing the tip of his nose.

After dodging the net of blade energy, Lin Qiye did not hesitate at all. He instantly reversed his grip on the blade, propped himself up, and swiftly approached Wang Mian.

With only the strength of the King of the Necklace Realm, the Divine Ruins could only last for three seconds.

Taking advantage of the cooldown period of the King's Face Ruins, Lin Qiye rushed to the front, attached the Scroll of Seal to the straight sword, and suddenly swung the straight sword in his hand.

clang-----

Wang Mian's spear blocked Su Ming's straight sword, but the sealing scroll also stuck to the spear.

Looking at the seal scroll on the knife, Wang smiled and said, "Baili Pangpang even brought this thing with him."

"Fine, I'll play for real with you." Wang Mian completely abandoned the sword-wielding combat style and swung his spear at Lin Qiye.

The pale blue blade and the black blade collided in the air, bursting into brilliant sparks.

Within three seconds, beneath the Divine Ruins, the King Face, focused on attacking, moved at a speed beyond human comprehension. From Lin Qiye's perspective, he could not even see the King Face's hand, let alone the trajectory of the blade.

They could only rely on their physical instincts to dodge, and at this point, they had to thank Su Ming again.

But Wang Mian's plan this time was to finish the job in three seconds, so he went all out. Within three seconds, his figure kept flashing, and the black blade light was like a smooth black silk. The final strike hit Lin Qiye's buttocks.

Lin Qiye was sent flying backward, only taking two knife wounds before crashing to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Su Ming's eyes blazed with fury as he stared intently at the battle unfolding before him.

Lin Qiye's failure was somewhat unexpected, but not unacceptable.

According to the original work, the two fought several times, even to the point of clashing with each other's divine power.

Lin Qiye's learning ability is extraordinary. He improves significantly with every fight. As long as he is given time to grow in battle, there will be a chance for him to turn the tables.

This time, however, Wang Mian clearly lacked the patience to accompany Lin Qiye's growth. Relying on the Time God Ruins, he further widened the gap between the two in swordsmanship. After all, he was a veteran Night Watchman, and it can only be said that Lin Qiye's growth in the past month was still insufficient.

But seeing Lin Qiye's buttocks being spanked and him lying on the ground familiarly clutching his bottom, Su Ming narrowed his eyes.

Seeing Su Ming's reaction, Lin Qiye felt a surge of hope for revenge.

If it were Doflamingo who made the move, he might actually be able to defeat King Face.

After defeating Lin Qiye, Wang Mian stood still, holding the spear, looking at Su Ming, as if waiting for something.

Su Ming knew that he would have a huge advantage if he made a move now, but out of respect for Wang Mian, he stayed where he was and did not move.

After resting, Wang Mian smiled faintly and said, "Su Ming, I've taken care of your disciple. Can we spar now?"

"You've rested enough, let's begin." Su Ming pulled the golden cudgel from his ear. "You just spanked my disciple's butt, you've got some nerve."

"Haven't you heard? Only I can spank my apprentice Lin Qiye's ass."

When Lin Qiye heard Su Ming's declaration of territory over his buttocks, he was thankful that it was nighttime; otherwise, his monkey-like buttocks would have caused quite a stir.

Master, you could have just kept those words to yourself. Did you really need to say them aloud? Do you think I'd be moved? Couldn't you at least consider the feelings of your only disciple?

Wang Mian was stunned when he heard Su Ming's words. He looked at Lin Qiye, who had buried his face in the ground, and smiled silently.

"You're really lucky to have such a disciple," Wang said, as if talking to an old friend.

"There is a big problem with this statement."

"What do you mean?" Wang asked, puzzled.

“You should say that Lin Qiye is lucky to have found such a good master as me,” Su Ming testified.

Hearing Su Ming's words, Lin Qiye flattered him, saying, "Thanks to you, Master."

Listening to the two of them singing and arguing, Wang Mian's expression became strange, and he urged, "If you're going to fight, hurry up, you two are putting on a comedy routine."

Su Ming casually hoisted the golden cudgel onto his shoulder, turned around with a smile, and said to Lin Qiye:

"Don't worry, my apprentice got beaten up!"

"Master will get revenge for you!"

"I'll give you a teaching station!"

"Keep it up, Master!"

Immediately afterwards, Su Ming, holding the golden cudgel, calmly walked towards Wang Mian.

Similarly, Wang Mian's expression also turned serious as he stared intently at Su Ming.

Facing his colleague, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven's agent, he dared not be as relaxed as he was with Lin Qiye.

Judging from Su Ming's background, he was a special forces soldier, which means that every move he made was designed to kill, and his skills were not much different from Su Ming's.

As Su Ming moved around, subtle energy fluctuations began to appear around Su Ming and Wang Mian's bodies, initially like a gentle breeze.

Gradually, they converged into surging waves, stirring the surrounding space. The auras of the two intertwined in the air, as if it were a duel of the most primal and pure forces in the world.

At this moment, everyone present paused what they were doing and looked in this direction. The clash of two divine powers stunned everyone present.

"Is this the duel between the agents of the gods?" Whirlpool said exaggeratedly.

"Damn it, is the guy who beat me up this strong?" Shen Qingzhu thought to himself.

Lin Qiye raised his head and looked at his two comrades, who were both agents of the gods, and a wave of emotion surged in his heart.

The new recruits present were even more eager to watch the spectacle and make things worse.

"Brothers, let's make a bet, who will win?"

“I’m the King of Gamblers.”

"I bet on Su Ming."

"........"