All My Skills Are Picked Up

The warrior qi on Fong Kuo's body began to burn like a flame. The change in the warrior qi instantly attracted the attention of many people.    

Martial techniques that could change the shape of Martial Qi were relatively rare. If one appeared, it would prove that this was a martial technique that could be continuously upgraded. Generally, it could exceed the limits of a high rank cultivation method and reach the level of the so-called super cultivation method.    

The Unparalleled Mind Formula that Fong Kuo practiced was this kind of cultivation method. Although Fong Kuo could only use this cultivation technique to the level of an intermediate level cultivation technique with his own strength. However, it did not stop the power of this skill from far surpassing an ordinary intermediate level skill.    

Raising his head, Fong Kuo's eyes were fixed on Lo Tian and Su Hong.    

With an angry shout, Fong Kuo drew his sword.    

"Slash!"    

As soon as his voice faded, two sword beams tore through the air.    

It was as if the cool breeze had been sliced apart by this sword. In an instant, even the spectators felt the flowing wind come to a halt.    

Su Hong and Lo Tian, who were fighting, saw a sword beam that was even thicker than their bodies coming at them. Both of them reacted quickly. One of them turned around and slashed at the sword light. The sword light brought along a wave of air and formed a cyclone around his body, forcefully blocking the sword light that broke through the sky.    

Lo Tian looked to be in a slightly more miserable state. Lo Tian, who had nowhere to hide, could only stand in front of him with his muck-fork, forcefully blocking it.    

Clang! Clang!    

Two sounds were heard. Su Hong and Lo Tian landed on the ground at the same time. However, Su Hong landed on the ground, while Lo Tian landed heavily on the ground.    

Drip, drip.    

There was blood dripping from Su Hong's palm, and his body was trembling slightly. Lo Tian smashed a crack on the ground, but he didn't make any sound of pain.    

"Is that enough?"    

Fong Kuo asked quietly, his eyelids twitching. After using this move, Fong Kuo felt tired. He was breathing heavily, feeling that all the strength in his body had been sucked away by this move.    

As expected, only those who fought could know their cultivation base. Fong Kuo felt that his usual practice was still not enough. What the dean said was right. One more attribute point was the key to saving his life!    

"Not a bad sword technique. But it's still not enough!"    

Su Hong steadied his body and forcefully pushed away the remaining sword qi on his body, causing another deep crack to appear on the ground.    

Seeing this scene, Fong Kuo knew that he had lost the upper hand. Sure enough, he still couldn't defeat Su Hong. This guy was too powerful. It was a complete suppression of his attributes.    

He had already used his sword skill well enough. He had achieved the speed, accuracy, and fierceness of his sword skill. The timing of his attack could be said to be perfect. However, he still couldn't defeat Su Hong.    

Perhaps, he should really do what he had told Lo Tian just now. He should eliminate Su Hong first.    

"Aiyo, it hurts so much. Fong Kuo, you are too dishonest. What about the alliance? You know, what do you know!"    

Lo Tian rubbed his chest and slowly stood up. From the looks of it, Lo Tian did not seem to have received much damage. In fact, he was even better than Su Hong. At least Lo Tian didn't bleed.    

Fong Kuo was stunned, and so was the governor. After a while, the governor said, "Thick skin!"    

Lei Jian smiled very happily. He also felt that he had underestimated this "stingy kid."    

In the stands, the leaders of many major powers began to record.    

"This brat isn't bad, he's resistant. He's suitable for many situations!"    

"Yeah, yeah. Write it down. Write it down. Lo Tian of Martial Palace in Flame Sun City, right? He came from an ordinary background, no family, and no power. What a good seedling. He probably doesn't have much money either!"    

" I like this kid. After today's trial, we'll get to know him. He's too suitable for our Demon Hunter Alliance. It's been a long time since I've seen a seedling capable of fighting monsters. "    

Everyone in the stands started discussing amongst themselves as Lo Tian stood up. It was obvious that Lo Tian's current performance was enough to attract the attention of many major powers. Even Martial Master Lin of the Demon Hunter Chamber of Commerce nodded his head. He had indeed taken a liking to Lo Tian. His gaze swept across the others, and his actions were very obvious. He motioned for the others to stop fighting!    

In the arena, Fong Kuo swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The redness on his face faded and was replaced by a deathly pale color.    

He looked at Su Hong from left to right, and then at Lo Tian. He suddenly felt that he was a big fool. Obviously, these two people were going to eliminate him first.    

However, he still had a trick up his sleeve, so he had no choice but to use it now.    

"Aiya, aiya, my stomach hurts. It hurts so much. Aiyah, I can't take it anymore!"    

As he spoke, Fong Kuo lay on the ground and swallowed something that he didn't know what it was. It made him foaming at the mouth, then his head tilted and he rolled his eyes.    

An extreme special skill, pretending to be dead in front of his face!    

On the stage, the dean who brought Fong Kuo here had already begun covering his face. Lei Jian was lightly clapping.    

Good, he liked this student. He had the courage!    

Putting aside everything else, such skin was worthy of this round of applause.    

Su Hong had clearly never seen such a big move before. He was stunned for a moment.    

Lo Tian also didn't say anything. It turned out that Fong Kuo really didn't lie to him. This move was really powerful!    

Su Hong couldn't bear it any longer. He lifted his saber and came in front of Fong Kuo. The long saber was placed horizontally across his neck.    

When he felt the coldness on his neck, Fong Kuo quickly "woke" up. He raised both hands and said, "I admit defeat, I withdraw, I surrender!"    

Su Hong let out a cold snort from his nose. He did not even look at Fong Kuo anymore. It seemed that this kind of person did not even have the desire to kill, and would only dirty his hands.    

The deacon beside him hurriedly pulled Fong Kuo away. The deacon's face was twitching and twitching. Fong Kuo said with a dejected face, "If you want to laugh, then laugh."    

The deacon waved his hand and said, "Young Master Feng, we have received professional training. No matter how funny it is, we will not laugh. Of course, unless we cannot bear it."    

At this moment, only Lo Tian and Su Hong were left.    

Slowly, Su Hong pulled off his tattered sleeve, revealing his strong muscles. He said, "If you also want to admit defeat, then hurry up. Otherwise, if you want to admit defeat after dying in my hands, you can only look for the Yama King."    

At this time, Lo Tian slowly placed the muck-fork in his left hand, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, the one who admits defeat definitely won't be me."    

The two of them looked at each other, and the fighting spirit in their eyes began to rise.    

To them, this battle had just begun. The long blade was slightly shiny, and it carried a cold light. His arm slowly expanded, filled with power.    

Breathing, exhaling, the martial energy began to release throughout his body, his figure becoming blurry. The surrounding noise and discussions were all withdrawn.    

Lei Jian's voice unconsciously became low, and he said softly, "Martial Uncle, who do you think will win now?"    

Governor lightly laughed and said, "Whoever is stronger will win. Hehe, Lo Tian of Martial Palace in Flame Sun City, right? I will remember this name. Interesting, interesting. Young people nowadays are really extraordinary!"