All My Skills Are Picked Up

Lo Tian asked with a puzzled expression.    

Bai Ru did not have the slightest intention to explain to Lo Tian. She only glanced at him and snorted coldly from her nostrils.    

Although Lo Tian was curious, seeing Bai Ru like this, he would not ask anymore. In the arena, after the life and death contract was signed, the battle had already begun.    

Perhaps he also understood that her opponent was definitely stronger than him, so as soon as Senior Xingbei entered the arena, he launched his own blade attack.    

There was another student just like Senior Xingbei. This student was much more wise than the one who had just cooperated with Senior Sister Qiuling. Without needing Senior Xingbei to say anything, he formed a battle alliance with Senior Xingbei. He raised his sword and charged towards Yang Zhen.    

There was no nonsense, no fear of the weak. Senior Xingbei and the other student, one on the left and one on the right, charged forward with their swords and swords.    

With the Essence Chopping Blade Art, the saber light flashed.    

The serial sword technique, the sword shadows were heavy.    

The killing power was shocking, and the warrior qi was overwhelming. The two of them attacked at the same time, and they really had a tacit understanding.    

On the grandstand, everyone's discussions all came to a halt. They also wanted to see how Yang Zhen would face such a strong enemy.    

Clang! Clang!    

Two crisp sounds rang out, and then the scene that appeared in front of everyone's eyes made many martial artists suck in a breath of cold air.    

They saw that Yang Zhen did not even pull out the tattered broken sword at his waist. He only gently lifted his two hands and then used his fingers to clamp down on the incoming sword and saber.    

No matter how much strength Senior Xingbei and the other student exerted, it seemed that they could not break free from Yang Zhen's hands.    

A faint smile hung at the corner of his mouth. Yang Zhen had completely relied on his own body to resist the sword and saber arts of the two.    

His clothes were not tattered at all. It was as if Senior Xingbei and the other student's cultivation techniques were just a dream.    

"His movements are too slow!"    

The corner of Yang Zhen's mouth rose as he said in a frivolous manner. At the same time, he threw a provocative look at Bai Ru at the side of the field.    

Senior Xingbei and the other student saw that they could not withdraw their weapons, so they immediately started to fight. Senior Xingbei raised his hand and was about to attack. However, the other student moved even faster. He turned around and kicked Yang Zhen in the face with a sharp sword energy.    

Another dull sound was heard, but it did not feel like it had landed on his flesh. Instead, it sounded like he had kicked a rock.    

Senior Xingbei focused his eyes and saw that there was an air current that looked like a depression in space on Yang Zhen's cheek. All the force of the kick didn't hit Yang Zhen's face, but was blocked by this invisible air current.    

Martial Qi?    

How could the martial Qi of an ordinary martial artist be so hard? Even if one was a Martial Master, without a special cultivation technique, one would not possess such powerful Martial Qi.    

After all, the fundamental attributes of a martial artist were their own. Martial Qi was merely an extension of one's own attributes!    

Could it be that this person's entire attribute had already exceeded 1,500? This was impossible!    

Just as Senior Xingbei was stunned, Yang Zhen had already retaliated. With a slight twist of his finger, the student's sword broke on the spot.    

The tip of the sword spun in the air. Before it landed on the ground, Yang Zhen grabbed it and stabbed it into the student's stomach.    

In an instant, the student's expression became distorted. Yang Zhen's attack was so fierce and his movements were so fast that he could not react in time.    

"One!"    

Yang Zhen said calmly. He then pushed the student away. Fresh blood dripped down. Suddenly, the wound on his waist spat out a blood that was a full ten feet long. It was as if he had lost all his strength in an instant, and he was completely unable to fight anymore. He fell to the ground with a bang.    

"How could this be?"    

Senior Xingbei's face had a frightened expression. The other martial artists were also similarly shocked. Obviously, Yang Zhen had used some kind of hidden force just now. It had the ability to expand his wound and even kill him in one strike.    

This guy was not joking. He really knew how to kill!    

At this critical moment, Senior Xingbei suddenly calmed down. He saw that Yang Zhen was about to do the same to him. Senior Xingbei immediately let go of his saber.    

Yang Zhen exerted force with his fingers, but he threw Senior Xingbei's knife away. The long saber pierced through the wall of the arena with the sound of breaking wind. Half of the saber had sunk into the rock.    

From this, it could be seen how strong Yang Zhen's finger strength was. It was definitely above the level of the Katou Eagle. Senior Xingbei took a few steps back. His eyes were filled with endless fighting intent.    

Yang Zhen looked at him and smiled. "You don't even want your blade. How are you going to fight me? Do you want to admit defeat? "    

Senior Xingbei did not care about Yang Zhen's arrogance. He looked at the student who had fallen to the ground and said, "He is about to die. Is no one here to help him?"    

At the edge of the arena, the deacons looked at each other. They did not seem to have any intention of going forward. Obviously, unless the student didn't move at all, they wouldn't go on stage.    

Senior Xingbei came to the student's side and helped him hold down his wound. Then he said softly, "Admit defeat, it's not worth dying here!"    

The student did not have the strength to speak anymore. He nodded slightly and agreed. Senior Xingbei said again, "Quickly come and save him. He has already admitted defeat!"    

With these words, the surrounding deacons quickly went forward to help the student up. Before leaving, the student pulled on Senior Xingbei's clothes and forced out two words from his throat, "Be careful."    

After saying that, the deacons led the people and quickly left.    

Seeing the student's back as he left, Senior Xingbei secretly gritted his teeth, then clenched his fists even tighter.    

Yang Zhen stood where he was and did not move. He yawned. He said loudly, "Are you done? It was too much of a waste of time. Idiot, are you still not going to admit defeat?"    

Senior Xingbei turned his head around and said loudly," In my battle, I never said that I would admit defeat! "    

As soon as his voice faded, a fiery qi suddenly emerged from Senior Xingbei's body. After that, Senior Xingbei's hair started to change slightly, and the ground under his feet started to tremble.    

Such an unusual situation made Yang Zhen a little more serious. The seniors in the stands all saw what Senior Xingbei was doing.    

"He has talent!"    

"This is the opening of talent?"    

"Talent begins in battle. This kid has a chance!"    

Among the shocked crowd, Lei Jian's expression was the most surprised. In a soft voice, Lei Jian murmured, "Talent of Angry Thunder!"    

The governor seemed to have heard this sentence and immediately said in surprise, "You saw it clearly. It's the Fury Lightning innate talent. Angry Lightning, which is a grade higher than your talent?"    

A strong light shone from Lei Jian's eyes. He nodded and said, "I won't be mistaken. This kid's talent has definitely reached a high level. "    

The governor also said, "That means to train him a little. He's also a good talent. Where is this kid from? "    

The governor found someone to ask and immediately smiled, "It's the Martial Palace in Flame Sun City again. This is really a treasure land! "