The Luckiest Dumb Doctor
Chapter 816 - Chapter 816 Chapter 816 Not Going All Out

Chapter 816: Chapter 816 Not Going All Out Chapter 816: Chapter 816 Not Going All Out “`

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

By the time Gavin Bane came to his senses, all he could see was a spray of hot blood spilling onto the ground as Robert Moore’s head tumbled down.

“This… Robert!!”

His face was full of astonishment, clearly he had not anticipated that Greg Jensen also possessed formidable spiritual power, enough to kill his own comrade!

“Bastard! Owen Anderson, I’ll kill you!”

Gavin Bane was beside himself with rage, flipping over in midair and charging toward his enemy at breakneck speed, his powerful aura like a tsunami, bringing a tremendous oppressive force.

At the same time, countless tiny feathers from his wings rained down like a storm of needles.

These fine feathers were nearly impossible to detect, numbering in the tens of thousands, and a closer look would reveal that each was as hard as iron with an exaggerated piercing power!

Greg Jensen’s expression was icy cold. Amid a flurry of sharp Sword Qi, he moved swiftly like a dragon to collide with these feathers, forming a protective barrier in the air before him.

So much so that before the multitude of feathers could even get close, they were shredded by the Sword Qi, turning into a cloud of black dust that scattered with the wind.

The fight was far from over. Seizing the moment, he sprang from the ground, shooting toward Gavin Bane like a meteor. The Limitless Swordplay, unpredictable under the Eight Forms Array, locked onto the latter in an instant.

“Hmph! I’ve already seen through these moves of yours! You don’t seriously think that if you could kill Robert with this, you could also kill me?”

Gavin Bane, full of disdain, hovered ten meters in the air, showing no sign of dodging, but instead quickly activated his Barbarian Bull Bloodline, his body immediately covered in a faint blue hue.

As a result, these fierce Sword Qi strikes left not a single mark upon his body, indicating that under the enhancement of the Barbarian Bull Bloodline, his physique had reached a terrifyingly strong level.

Swish!

Immediately after, he spread his wings to soar, under the surging power of his Bloodline, inexorably locking onto Greg Jensen as he dove down.

His thick arms extended infinitely, wrapping around his opponent in an instant, and his hard skull aimed straight for Greg Jensen’s nose.

This move was extremely fierce and murderous, and it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that a hit would result in severe injuries, or even knock the recipient unconscious.

However, he still underestimated the resilience of Greg Jensen’s body. Having cultivated the Divine Dragon Transformation, his physical strength was now comparable to the fusion of four or five different Bloodlines–how could such attacks break through?

And so he stood his ground, unmoving, allowing the opponent to crash head-on.

Boom!!

The next moment, Gavin Bane’s head collided with Greg Jensen’s, creating a deafening noise as shockwaves scattered and shot skyward.

Just as Oscar Jones and Albert Thompson thought that the guy would surely be gravely injured, they were astonished to see Gavin Bane drawing a curve in midair, flying backward in disarray.

“This… How is this possible? Gavin Bane has fused with a dozen Bloodlines!”

The two exchanged looks, then turned their gaze back to Gavin Bane.

They saw his head bleeding profusely, with a clear dent in his forehead. Clearly, it was he who had charged with all his might, but the result was that he himself had been severely injured.

In contrast, Greg Jensen stood calmly in the same place, without a scratch on him–truly beyond belief!

“You… Owen Anderson, are you also a Bloodline Superpower User?!”

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Gavin recovered from the pain, staring at him in disbelief, thinking that it had taken the fusion of more than a dozen Bloodlines just to barely enhance his physique to this stage.

By all logic, even if he hadn’t stepped into the eighth level, his physique was definitely not inferior to that of an eighth-level powerhouse.

Yet in the head-on clash just now, he had been utterly defeated, gaining no advantage in physical strength.

To reach this level, unless his opponent also possessed an extremely strong Bloodline Ability, otherwise, the current situation was simply inexplicable.

“Heh, to win against you, why would I need to possess a Bloodline or Special Ability?”

Greg Jensen looked at him, scoffing with a laugh, “It’s just that from the beginning, I never used my full strength, that’s all.”

He was just curious to see how strong a person who had fused more than a dozen Bloodlines and Superpowers was. That’s why he was playing along with Gavin, to see how much of a surprise he could bring to himself.

The truth proved that being greedy doesn’t work; although his adversary had multiple Bloodlines, none were developed to their fullest potential, and the extremely vigorous aura was just the surface appearance of the fusion of Bloodlines.

One could say that with his abilities and insight, he only mastered the basic uses of Bloodlines and Special Abilities, possessing great power but hardly able to wield it.

Compared to him, who had been meticulously cultivating Divine Dragon Transformation, devoting himself entirely to one Cultivation Technique, Gavin’s dozen Bloodlines naturally couldn’t compete with him.

“You didn’t use your full strength? No, impossible, stop bluffing here! With my late-seventh level strength, plus this Bloodline Power, I’m infinitely close to the early eighth level, how could you possibly be that much stronger than me?!”

Gavin, upon hearing this, hastily denied it in agitation.

In his mind, Owen Anderson could at most have advanced to the early stages of the eighth level over the past year, and their strengths should be very similar!

Greg Jensen snorted coldly, “You said it yourself, ‘infinitely close’ is not the same as truly close!

If you had the base strength of the eighth level, plus all those Bloodline Abilities, perhaps I might indeed have some difficulty dealing with you. Too bad… you won’t have that chance anymore!”

As he spoke, he pointed his sword horizontally, determined not to waste any more time. Limitless Swordplay and Holy Light Swordsmanship erupted simultaneously, with ferocious and sharp Sword Qi building upon each other!

In the blink of an eye, waves of energy surged around Gavin, sweeping towards him.

Seeing this, Gavin dared not be the slightest bit negligent. He immediately rose into the air, hands quickly forming seals, and a massive wave of fire burst forth from his mouth, colliding with the Sword Qi.

The flames were extremely hot, causing the air around them to fluctuate slightly, and the whole world was tinted red under the blaze.

Unfortunately… in an instant, streams of Holy Light Sword Qi cut through the fireball, advancing towards Gavin with undiminished force, blocking his retreat and moving at an extreme speed.

Gavin had not yet reacted when two streaks of Sword Qi brutally sliced off all his wings, making him fall clumsily from mid-air.

Swish!

Greg Jensen seized the moment when Gavin’s old strength had faded and new strength had yet to emerge, Limitless Swordplay burst forth again, severing his limbs.

Gavin screamed in pain, trying to exert strength, but his hands and feet simply wouldn’t obey, and his consciousness began to scatter.

Seizing the opportunity, Greg Jensen didn’t waste words, quietly activating the Heavenly Mechanism Yin Yang Eyes to temporarily restrain him.

Then turning his gaze, he stared at the last masked man, speaking coldly,

“It’s your turn now, whatever trump cards you have, feel free to use them!”