All My Skills Are Picked Up

Take off, take off with all his might.    

His shirt was torn off, and half of his pants were torn off. When there was only half of his underwear left, Hsu Yiheng finally came back to his senses.    

With the mental talent, his mental resistance naturally wouldn't be bad. If it was anyone else, they would definitely have seen it all today. However, Hsu Yiheng forced himself to regain his senses at the last moment.    

When the laughter entered his ears, Hsu Yiheng immediately realized what was going on. In an instant, his face turned red, as if his face had been scalded by a hot pot.    

"Lo Tian!"    

Hsu Yiheng gritted his teeth. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that this was Lo Tian messing with him. This damned bastard also had the mental talent! It was very likely that this mental talent was even stronger than his.    

After understanding this point, Hsu Yiheng would be an idiot if he used the mental talent to attack again.    

Although he was already overwhelmed by anger, Hsu Yiheng still retained his normal reasoning. This was the mentality that he had developed after many years of hiding and cultivating. Even at this time, he would not really lose his mind!    

His attack was still a swift and decisive Tiger Roar Palm!    

The palm wind was astonishing, and it was still so fierce and fierce. Even in such a state. His movements did not change, and the destructive power of his martial skills would not be reduced in the slightest.    

For a martial artist of his age to reach such a level, such a disposition could be said to be extremely difficult. Thus, as long as it was someone who knew what it was, they all stopped laughing. They looked at Hsu Yiheng's palm with surprise.    

It was this palm strike that eliminated Bai Ru's palm strike in the previous competition. They really wanted to see how Lo Tian would receive this palm strike.    

Lo Tian saw the fierce wind on Hsu Yiheng's palm. He stomped his foot hard on the ground and used his spiritual movement technique and Ghost Steps to dodge the attack. His figure flashed to the side. The palm wind was about to cut through his clothes. However, Hsu Yiheng suddenly changed his attack.    

Don't think that his Tiger Roar Palm only has a silly attacking method. On the contrary, Hsu Yiheng's attack could have seven different moves in a row, including seizing, hacking, hanging and sweeping. Charge!    

No matter how his opponent dodged or defended, this move would display its powerful destructive power. Hsu Yiheng did not practice many cultivation techniques, but he had practiced all of these variations to the extreme. In his hands, this high level cultivation technique, Tiger Roar Palm, could display a lethality that surpassed any ordinary high level cultivation technique.    

"Snatch!"    

Hsu Yiheng suddenly grabbed Lo Tian, who was about to dodge, with his left hand. He pulled hard, and Lo Tian suddenly felt as if he was wrapped by a burst of warrior qi and was pulled back by force.    

Hsu Yiheng's tiger roar palm landed solidly on his body. In an instant, the defense of the warrior qi around him collapsed. Lo Tian felt a huge force hitting his body.    

At the critical moment, Lo Tian swung the muck-fork backhanded and actually threw out an Essence Chopping Blade skill. It carried a shiny blade light and also struck Hsu Yiheng's body.    

Both of them were sent flying at almost the same time. Lo Tian rolled over and landed on the ground. His feet pulled out two black marks on the ground. He lowered his head and saw that there was a blood red handprint on his chest. Even with his coarse skin and thick muscles, he was still unable to completely block Hsu Yiheng's attack. His opponent still made him feel a piercing pain.    

What a good palm technique, what a great power!    

Lo Tian immediately understood how Bai Ru lost. Even with his defensive power, he was still seriously injured by this attack. Bai Ru's delicate body could not block it at all.    

Hsu Yiheng also had a knife wound on his body. From his chest to his face, blood dripped down.    

Hsu Yiheng gently touched the wound with his hand, then licked his finger and swallowed his own blood. He looked extremely ferocious, and his eyes began to turn red.    

He waved his hand, and his Martial Qi actually condensed into a transparent dagger in the palm of his left hand.    

Martial Qi Consolidating Equipment. This move was rarely seen among the martial artists. The people on the viewing platform also cried out in alarm. The few managers had no choice but to give Hsu Yiheng a higher evaluation.    

"Speed up!"    

Hsu Yiheng said coldly.    

Before Lo Tian could understand what he meant, Hsu Yiheng suddenly moved.    

When he moved, his speed shocked everyone present. Lo Tian only saw a black shadow coming towards him, and he didn't even have time to react.    

Bang!    

Lo Tian was directly hit by Hsu Yiheng's palm. He spun around and swung his dagger. Lo Tian only heard the sound of metal hitting metal on his neck, and at the same time, there were sparks flying out.    

"So fast!"    

Lo Tian exclaimed in his heart. The entire audience was also stunned. This speed had probably surpassed that of an ordinary martial master. Based on the attributes, perhaps only martial masters with 15 sensitivity essence and above could achieve this.    

Above the audience stands, Lei Jian's eyes narrowed. What kind of cultivation technique was this? Why did it look like something was wrong!    

Lo Tian was forced to quickly turn around and retreat. He rubbed his neck with his palm. He immediately realized that there was a bloody wound on his neck.    

A terrifying explosive force, a powerful martial energy dagger. Lo Tian's eyes turned cold. Only at this moment did he feel the danger of death. This Hsu Yiheng definitely had the strength to kill him.    

Hsu Yiheng's attack hit the target, but his facial expression didn't look too good either. This attack of his was aimed at killing Lo Tian.    

He didn't expect that the perfect attack would only leave a bloody wound on Lo Tian's neck.    

He was gasping for breath. Hsu Yiheng couldn't use this kind of explosive force a few more times. Observing Lo Tian's neck, Hsu Yiheng dodged again.    

"Again?"    

Lo Tian gritted his teeth and waved the muck-fork without even looking at it. His opponent's speed was more than twice as fast as his agile formation. Hiding was useless. The only way was to attack.    

Bang!    

Lo Tian felt his muck-fork hit Hsu Yiheng, but Hsu Yiheng's dagger also touched his head.    

This time, Lo Tian lowered his head. It was impossible to hit his neck. Hsu Yiheng's dagger left a long and narrow wound on Lo Tian's back.    

Lo Tian felt pain, so he threw away the muck-fork. He then waved his arm, and his arm swelled. Black Dragon Fist Force!    

Hsu Yiheng also attacked. Fists against palms. It was a head-on collision. Both of them hit each other at the same time.    

Lo Tian took a few steps back before he could stabilize his body. The blood in his body was churning, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Luckily, he managed to forcefully suppress it.    

Hsu Yiheng was sent flying by Lo Tian's punch. Lo Tian's explosive power had also exceeded his imagination. This punch had also reached 1,500 strength essence Force. It was even stronger than when he punched Yang Zhen. With just one punch, Hsu Yiheng was sent rolling on the ground. A deep gully was formed on the ground, and then his back hit the wall.    

One of them had used the sensitivity essence, and the other had used the strength essence. The entire scene was silent.    

Martial Master Lin said in a low voice, "Are all the youngsters nowadays so strong?"    

Martial Master He, who was beside him, said, "Don't let both of them die together!"