All My Skills Are Picked Up

Under the punch, the qi of martial arts turned into destructive force and poured into Deacon Mang's body. In an instant, the golden light on Deacon Mang's body shattered inch by inch. It was as if his armor had peeled off a large piece, and it fell onto the ground, turning into starlights.    

"Impossible!"    

Deacon Mang was shocked by Lo Tian's punch. It wasn't because Lo Tian's punch had hurt him. It was just that the skill Lo Tian used was his unique skill. To be more precise, it was his family skill.    

Lo Tian's punch had completely stunned him. He took a few steps back. Deacon Mang looked at Lo Tian in shock, staring at Lo Tian's fist.    

"How do you know the Fiery Fist? Where did you learn it from? "    

Deacon Mang's eyes flashed. Shock and anger intertwined with each other. Lo Tian was too lazy to answer. Of course, he would not tell Deacon Mang that he had just picked up the skill.    

To be more precise, Lo Tian thought that Deacon Mang's fist technique was not bad, and then he picked it up in the next moment. Now that he used it, it felt really good. It was much better than his Myriad Connection Fist.    

He moved closer to ___ and continued to chase after him. He didn't want to say anything else, so he decided to beat them up first. The light on his fist lit up again. At this moment, Lo Tian had even specially activated his flame talent. Immediately, the light on Lo Tian's fist increased by tenfold. Deacon Mang was even more shocked. He shouted loudly, "You also have the talent to cooperate with me. How long have you been coveting my family's cultivation technique?!"    

Boom!    

The flame and light once again smashed onto Deacon Mang's face. This time, Deacon Mang did not retreat. Instead, he used his tough body to forcefully receive the attack. In terms of hardness, he was no weaker than Lo Tian. This was the first time Lo Tian felt that his flames could not even burn through his opponent's skin. The destructive force of his fist was perfectly blocked.    

Deacon Mang's head was covered in a layer of gold. Lo Tian really wanted to take his head off, wrap it with bread, and throw it into the pot to explode. The child next door was so hungry that he cried.    

"You want to use my skill to hit me? Do you know what it means to court death?!"    

Deacon Mang stretched out his hand. The moment he attacked, Lo Tian felt the fierce wind around him suffocating. What kind of disgusting cultivation technique was this?    

After that, Lo Tian felt that he had been completely imprisoned. A large vortex of airflow appeared around Deacon Mang's body, forcing Lo Tian to stay where he was.    

He couldn't advance or retreat, he couldn't move, he couldn't move.    

Catch!    

Deacon Mang grabbed Lo Tian's shoulder, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.    

"You dare to show off in front of me after secretly learning my family's cultivation technique. Eat my Endless Explosion!"    

Deacon Mang grabbed Lo Tian and lifted him up high in the air, then started spinning!    

Lo Tian was like a toy in his hand that started to spin crazily. The many martial artists watching outside all thought to themselves, "It's over!" Everyone could see that the battle was about to end.    

Deacon Mang was clearly a body cultivator who was skilled in close combat and had heavy hand techniques. Moreover, most of them were terrifying existences who would kill as soon as they hugged him, and catch him and kill him in a row.    

Some of the timid martial artists covered their eyes, not daring to look down anymore. It was definitely going to be a very bloody and violent scene.    

However, after waiting for a while, they realized that Deacon Mang did not continue his combo. Lo Tian also stopped spinning. Everyone looked again and saw that Deacon Mang's arms were covered with frost.    

The ice had frozen Deacon Mang's arms, making it impossible for him to move any further. Deacon Mang wanted to use his warrior qi to break through the ice. He originally thought that Lo Tian had used some kind of tool.    

But when he saw Lo Tian's arm turn completely into ice. This fellow had the talent of ice and fire!    

Was he human? Was he still human?    

It was very difficult for others to have even one talent. This kid had two talents, and they were two extremely incompatible talents. Such a situation was probably rarely seen even in a hundred years.    

Lo Tian flipped his body and kicked Deacon Mang's face, but Deacon Mang didn't even move his face. He was like an iron man. Lo Tian landed on the ground again. He raised his hand and unleashed his qi.    

"Martial Qi Rushing to the Clouds!"    

Boom!    

The cultivation technique forcefully charged at Deacon Mang's body, causing the Martial Qi to explode, creating a loud explosion. The golden light on Deacon Mang's body exploded. Deacon Mang had just shattered the ice on his hand. His expression finally became very ugly.    

Pressure!    

Deacon Mang finally felt the pressure that he might lose. Not only did this kid have more means than he had imagined, he was also stronger than he had imagined!    

His innate ice and fire talent was enough to make him put away all his underestimation. Now, after Lo Tian's continuous attacks, Deacon Mang had completely regarded Lo Tian as a strong enemy.    

Unfortunately, this wasn't enough. This wasn't what Lo Tian wanted. Lo Tian wanted to let him feel the threat of death. He wanted to let him know that he had to pay the price for beating Fatty Zhang up.    

Golden Tiger Roar Spell!    

"What are you looking at?!"    

Lo Tian shouted.    

His voice almost broke Deacon Mang's eardrums. The surrounding warriors were all affected. "Aiya, my ears!"    

"F * ck, it's killing me!"    

Everyone's ears started bleeding. Some even rolled their eyes and fainted on the spot.    

They were the only ones who stayed far away from Lo Tian. Otherwise, Lo Tian's roar would have killed them on the spot. With Lo Tian's powerful attributes, his warrior qi would naturally become stronger as well. At this moment, Lo Tian was using the Golden Tiger Roar Spell. Compared to when he had just obtained the cultivation technique, it would be more than twice as strong.    

A painful expression instantly appeared on Deacon Mang's face. His eardrums were shaken, and he couldn't even open his eyes. His body bent down.    

Lo Tian's move was the natural enemy of a body cultivator like Deacon Mang. After all, no matter how thick his skin and flesh were, it was impossible for him to train his eardrums and internal organs to be as hard as iron.    

Under such a sound wave technique, Deacon Mang's defense was no different from an ordinary martial master's.    

After roaring, Deacon Mang lost most of his defense. The golden light on his body seemed to be on the verge of shattering. Lo Tian also raised his hand and made a grabbing motion.    

Controlling technique? He knew it too!    

Advanced Qi Control!    

With a push of his hand, Deacon Mang's entire body flew into his hand. At such a close distance, Lo Tian naturally let out a loud roar without any hesitation.    

"What's wrong with looking at you?!"    

Puff!    

Deacon Mang's ears began to bleed, and blood gushed out from his nose.    

Lo Tian's left hand was covered in flames, and his right hand was covered in ice. He forcefully pressed on Deacon Mang's body, giving him a set of ice and fire.    

I'll let you block it! I'll make you hard!    

Lo Tian wanted to see how Deacon Mang would be able to withstand half of the flames and half of the ice and snow.    

"Try touching me!"    

"If you want to try, then try!"    

Lo Tian continued to roar. Although his roar sounded like he was asking for a beating, it was full of energy and his voice was loud. It sounded very powerful when he roared.    

After a few roars, Deacon Mang couldn't hold on any longer. The golden light on his body shattered. Lo Tian could clearly feel his flames and ice pouring into Deacon Mang's body.    

In an instant, Deacon Mang let out a cry of pain.