Wang Lin’s expression was gloomy as he quickly backed up. His hand formed a seal and pointed to the sky as 90 more restriction flew out.
The skinny man looked at the cracks on his body, then at Wang Lin. He licked his lips as he suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Without any hesitation, Wang Lin dodged to the side and, with a ripping sound, the edge of Wang Lin’s clothes were torn. Right where Wang Lin was before, the skinny man appeared, holding a piece of Wang Lin’s clothes. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit.
Wang Lin’s scalp tingled as he stared at the skinny man. If he was a breath slower, he would have been hit by the skinny man.
His eyes darkened as the restrictions descended once more and charged toward the skinny man.
The skinny man once again revealed a dumbfounded expression. He didn’t dodge. He simply let the restrictions hit him, causing more cracks to appear on his body.
Wang Lin’s eyes lit up. Before all of the restrictions landed, he spent even more spiritual energy to summon more restrictions to attack. At the same time, his body never stopped as he constantly moved around. While he was controlling the restrictions, countless Ji Realm red lightning bolts were shot out.
That skinny man still didn’t move. Only when the Ji Realm lightning was about to land would he raise his left hand to block. Gradually, more and more cracks appeared on his body and his left arm started to turn to dust.
This was a very strange battle. Wang Lin’s battle experience can be said to be very rich, but he has never experience a battle this strange.