All My Skills Are Picked Up

Immediately after, Senior Su looked behind him and saw a man with a face full of scars walking out. He was barefooted and only had a few beast skins wrapped around his body. His entire body was emitting a fierce aura.    

"My name is Lee Yan. Who wants to fight me?"    

Lo Tian sized Lee Yan up and down, and a trace of a smile emerged on his face. Interesting, this Lee Yan actually had an aura similar to a high level rough skin skill. His strength was restrained, so that it wouldn't leak out. Lo Tian couldn't tell his approximate strength either. But it was certain that he was very resistant to beatings.    

Such an expert had already aroused Lo Tian's interest. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Senior Fengyuan's eyes were filled with shock. He looked at Lee Yan and said, "Thousand Miles Cloud Pool, Lee Yan?"    

Lee Yan turned his head to look at Senior Fengyuan and said, "That's right, you know quite a lot."    

Hearing the other party confirm, Senior Brother Senior Fengyuan became excited. He took another step forward and said, "Let's have another match. I have long heard that you have a unique martial art. Let me have a taste of it today. Brother Lee Yan, how about this? If I win... How about you give me your cultivation technique? I'm drooling over your cultivation technique!"    

After Senior Fengyuan finished his words, Dean Chen felt his anger rising. How dare he say that in front of them?    

But at this moment, Dean Woo stopped Dean Chen and said in a low voice, "Kids, talk to each other. Don't be impulsive. It will hurt your body if you are angry. It will hurt your body!"    

With a sneer on his face, Lee Yan looked at senior brother Senior Fengyuan as if he was watching a joke.    

Lee Yan also smiled and said, "Okay, but if you lose. Just give me your Martial Palace's secret skill!"    

After saying that, Lee Yan smiled.    

Lo Tian was stunned. "Our Martial Palace's secret skill? What is that?"    

Senior Xingbei replied softly, "I don't know. Dean Woo has never taught it. But I heard it is a special skill. It is at least a high level skill. It is very powerful!"    

Lo Tian said, Oh.    

Senior Fengyuan quickly shook his head and said, "That is not possible. I don't know the cultivation technique you mentioned either. It was better to change the bet. How about this, if I lose, I'll give you an arm."    

Lee Yan thought for a while and nodded." Alright. "    

After he finished speaking, Lee Yan slowly made a pose. His hands were in the shape of tigers. Placing them in front of his chest, he took a bow step, raised his Qi, and his eyes were fierce. In an instant, a green light appeared on Lee Yan's forehead. He could vaguely make out the shape of a tiger.    

In an instant, Lo Tian and Senior Xingbei's expressions became serious.    

Was this also one of the innate martial artists?    

It looked very strange!    

But without a doubt, as long as it was talent, it could not be underestimated.    

Lo Tian and Senior Xingbei had never seen a crippled talent before, so they both thought that it was a very powerful talent.    

Senior disciple Senior Fengyuan's knowledge wasn't bad either. When he saw this, his face darkened.    

Fortunately, he was mentally prepared. He had long heard that Lee Yan from the Lee family was a madman. However, it was precisely because of this that he was able to possess a cultivation technique that was much stronger than the disciples of other families. And this cultivation technique, he had to fight for it.    

Energy also ignited on Senior Fengyuan's body, and the red flames transformed into a gorgeous armor that covered his body. A delicate long blade suddenly appeared in his hand.    

He had just played with a sword, and now he was playing with a knife. As expected, the more Senior Fengyuan played, the more extravagant he became.    

Lo Tian shook his head slightly. He could see through Senior Fengyuan's strength with just a glance. High-rank martial artist. Above 130 strength essence, and above 100 sensitivity essence. The energy was very thick. It could be seen that his foundation was not bad. However, the armor on his body was too gorgeous. It was a bit flashy but not practical. Most of the saber techniques followed the same route.    

As expected, Senior Fengyuan's first attack was a brilliant saber light. There were two types of martial techniques. One was complicated and exquisite. He tried his best not to have any flaws. The moves were endless, like a tidal wave, making the opponent tired of parrying. In the end, he lost.    

The other method was simple and clear, great and clumsy. One move was more than ten thousand moves. It emphasized the integration of Qi and God. The attack would be earth-shattering, and the defense would be as stable as Mount Tai.    

There was no difference between these two martial skills. Only the user's realm was different.    

Many martial artists walked a complex path, paying attention to the combo moves. Practicing a variety of martial skills. However, the further one practiced and mastered the moves, a few moves were actually enough. To simplify from complex to simple, this was a realm that martial cultivation had to experience. And Senior Fengyuan was clearly still immersed in the pleasure brought by the gorgeous moves.    

Like this, although he was a high-grade martial artist, he really had to exchange blows with Lo Tian. Lo Tian estimated that he also had the strength to fight. Senior Fengyuan probably wouldn't be stronger than Hsu Xing.    

On the other hand, Lee Yan, who was standing opposite of Senior Fengyuan, was obviously a level higher. When he saw Senior Fengyuan's attack, Lee Yan's eyes were filled with contempt.    

When the light of the blade reached his body, the energy on Lee Yan's body suddenly increased by a circle. Immediately after that, the tiger shaped energy actually let out a huge tiger roar, instantly dispersing countless blade lights.    

Senior Fengyuan felt that something was wrong, and immediately changed his move, the long blade swimming around his body. At this moment, what Senior Fengyuan used was the most exquisite knife skill he had learned, the intermediate Nine Revolutions Blade Art!    

The shadow of the blade moved swiftly. Its body created countless afterimages, almost filling up the area within a few feet. Every saber light carried killing intent, and Lo Tian nodded to himself. No matter what, Senior Fengyuan's blade technique was still rather unfamiliar. It was even better than Senior Xingbei's.    

Lee Yan let out a cold snort. He stood still and did not move. He only put his hands together and then pushed forward in the shape of a dragon's mouth.    

A terrifying Qi rushed out and hit Senior Fengyuan's body. No one knew how he saw Senior Fengyuan's real body in the countless afterimages. Everyone was shocked by his strange martial skill. The Qi could actually be released to such a degree.    

Senior Fengyuan was battered and exhausted, and his upper body was completely destroyed. However, Senior Fengyuan still managed to block this move, relying on the vibrating long blade in his hand.    

Flaming Saber Technique!    

Layers of flaming saber Qi helped Senior Fengyuan break through most of the impact of the Qi, but in the next moment, before he could even catch his breath. Lee Yan arrived in front of Senior Fengyuan.    

With just a single step, Lee Yan had already crossed the distance of a few Zhang. Senior Fengyuan's reaction was fast enough. He swung his blade at Lee Yan. However, Lee Yan didn't hesitate to use his hand to grab Senior Fengyuan's blade.    

Qi rushed up to the sky from his body. At this moment, everyone could clearly see Lee Yan's strength. He was definitely at the peak of a high-ranked martial artist.    

The powerful Qi pressure made Senior Fengyuan unable to move. Immediately, Lee Yan grabbed Senior Fengyuan's neck with a cold look in his eyes. Lee Yan said, "Still not admitting defeat?"    

Senior Fengyuan's face turned red. He cursed in his heart, Surrendering your sister! You are pinching my neck, how can I admit defeat?    

With a clang, Senior Fengyuan threw away the knife in his hand. This was already a sign of admitting defeat. Only then did Lee Yan withdraw his qi and suddenly hit Senior Fengyuan's shoulder with his palm, crippling one of Senior Fengyuan's arms with a single strike.