You Might Die If I Cast My Healing Spell

Chu Meng finally understood what Lin Ye meant by “you might be controlled to death by me”.

‘What the f*ck?’

‘Paralyzing with a normal attack, sending a fist flying before falling to the ground, and you’re telling me you’re a Priest?’

‘He is clearly a master of close combat!’

Chu Meng’s academic performance was outstanding, so he was a master of theory like Cheng Xin. Although he had never eaten pork before, he had seen pigs run. He knew how terrifying and abnormal this kind of ability with a normal attack and special effects was.

For example, a Martial Artist’s passive skill, “Bear-Killing Punch,” could cause dizziness with a few normal attacks, and a Swordsman’s “Muscle-Lift” had a small probability of weakening the enemy’s attributes.

They were all godly one-on-one skills.

However…

Lin Ye had too many crowd control effects in his normal attacks today, such as paralysis, dizziness, weakness, and even extremely special blindness…

It was far more than what Cheng Xin had experienced last night.

So,

He didn’t think that it was a high-end technique.

Instead, he mistakenly thought that Lin Ye had learned some passive skill with a special effect or an awakened talent. For example, every normal attack would cause a random crowd control effect, and different normal attacks would cause different crowd control effects.

Chu Meng had once been fortunate enough to meet a Big Shot of the Professional Alliance who liked to study the creatures of advanced civilizations.

The Big Shot had once told him something interesting before.

These creatures from advanced civilizations highly valued the special effects of A-grade skill, especially the highest-grade magic ball skill that could turn a normal attack into a skill calculation tactic.

Think about it, a high-level Professional would have hundreds of thousands of health points, only a few thousand or a few hundred damage points, and they would also have a bunch of healing and self-healing skills.

No one could kill them.

In a one-on-one battle, it was a competition of who had the least mana, whose fatigue value was the first to run out, and who had the higher continuous output ability.

Why didn’t they recommend Professionals with no resources to learn all the skills?

Equal distribution?

Wasn’t it because in a high-end battle of attrition, learning garbage skills would only waste mana, and there was no way to deal damage or effect. It was purely just a theory.

For the same reason.

Why did they recommend the highest level of magic skills?

After learning this skill, every normal attack of yours would deal the damage of the skill, and it would come with all kinds of special effects, even additional control effects.

After the first wave of skills, Lin Ye immediately unleashed Moon blade’s skills.

Lin Ye’s healing skills had a 20% cooldown and could be used once every 4 seconds. Without the damage-increasing buff, he could deal more than 500 true damage.

In these four seconds, he could make at least nine slashes with the hidden Moon Blade. When fighting a normal Professional of the same level, he would deal more than 1,900 damage with two slashes each time.

And this was even before he learned a magic skill.

If he learned the Holy Fire from the Holy Empire’s angels, each of his attacks would deal Holy damage, which would be at least two or three times higher. He would be able to deal over 5,000 damage.

However…

This was only impressive in the eyes of others.

Its actual combat power and effectiveness were far inferior to Lin Ye’s reverse true injury treatment package.

The good thing was that their uses didn’t conflict with each other, and they could stack up to make up for Lin Ye’s lack of damage during the cooldown period.

Chu Meng was on the verge of tears as he asked,

“Big brother…”

“How much longer do you want to use me?”

Lin Ye said, “Almost done,”

Chu Meng put away the useless dagger in his hand.

“Then I’ll surrender,” He said dejectedly,

“…”

In fact, Chu Meng could have surrendered long ago.

But after all, his opponents had given him a handicap at the start of the match. In the end, he didn’t manage to grasp the opportunity. Now that “Big Brother” wanted to use him to test his own strength, he definitely couldn’t refuse. He had to give his opponent some face!

And so.

Chu Meng decided to cooperate with Lin Ye, taking hits while constantly regenerating his HP. He would move from time to time to make Lin Ye’s attacks more powerful.

In the eyes of the other students, Lin Ye’s damage was too low. He scraped himself for a long time and even added health and buffs to himself, but he still didn’t kill Chu Meng.

“Eh?”

“It seems like this Lin Ye guy isn’t that great either!”

“If I add points to agility, I’ll be as agile as a monkey. No matter how I use it, my opponent won’t be able to touch me. However, without enough strength, and my Priest’s physical attack correction rate is low, the damage I deal is too much.

“Aish.”

“I don’t really agree with such a result, so I can only take back what I just said… By the way, I’d like to add that our university must be joking. They even allow people like him to enter through the back door?”

“At the start, I thought it would be a King. I didn’t expect him to be a bronze.”

“I’ve been looking forward to it for nothing.”

However, there were also fangirls who were obsessed with Lin Ye’s good looks and retorted, “That’s bronze?”

“He even defeated Chu Meng!”

“Don’t worry about his damage. As long as he can win the match, he’s powerful and awesome!”

“If you don’t think it’s possible, then why don’t you do it?”

“Can you beat Chu Meng?”

“I’m afraid he can’t even withstand seven of his skills, right?”

Those who felt that Lin Ye wasn’t good enough retorted,

“Oh, here comes the classic ‘if you think it’s not good, then go ahead’!”

“Is that the only thing you learn to say?”

“Although I’m not strong enough, this doesn’t stop me from analyzing this free-born Lin Ye. He’s just a damage grazer! He’s trash!”