All My Skills Are Picked Up

Lo Tian smiled and didn't say anything. Deacon Mang shouted, "Boss, this fatty is crazy! He wants to kill me! He really wants to kill me!"    

    

"Kill you? You can't even defeat him?"    

    

Wu Qian seemed to have heard something unbelievable. He flew down, opened the barrier, and walked in.    

    

Looking at Deacon Mang's injuries, and then looking at the traces of the battle on the ground after Fatty Zhang's punch, Wu Qian's pupils contracted.    

    

At this moment, the smile on Lo Tian's face disappeared, and he muttered to himself, Not good.    

    

He had almost forgotten that Fatty Zhang had relied on this ability to kill Wu Qian's son, Wu Yan.    

    

If Wu Qian were to find out something about this, he would be finished!    

    

In a hurry, Lo Tian stepped forward and shouted, "Fatty, stop fighting! Wake up! "    

    

Fatty Zhang did not pay attention to Lo Tian. If shouting could wake Fatty Zhang up, Deacon Mang would have woken him up just now. Lo Tian patted his head and shouted again.    

    

"It's time to eat, fatty!"    

    

With this shout, Lo Tian used the Golden Tiger Roar Spell, and the effect was immediate. The fatty immediately raised his head, opened his eyes and said, "Where is it? Where is it? Keep my meat for me."    

    

The powerful warrior qi on his body was immediately retracted. Fatty Zhang recovered and touched his stomach as he said," I'm so hungry! "    

    

Wu Qian looked at Fatty Zhang with a puzzled look and said softly, "Special talent?"    

    

Deacon Mang did not know what to say. He was such a foodie, but he actually had such powerful strength? It turned out that sleeping was his real face!    

    

Deacon Mang regretted provoking Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang. He finally began to reflect on whether his habit of abusing vegetables had to be changed. Fatty Zhang looked at Deacon Mang, who was lying on the ground, and then looked at everyone who was looking at him. He scratched his head and said, "What's wrong? What did I do again?"    

    

Lo Tian smiled and said, "Nothing. You just waved your fist at people."    

    

Deacon Mang did not dare to speak anymore. He really wanted to shout, "You hit me!"    

    

But he also knew that this sentence was very shameful, so he did not shout it out. Wu Qian carefully looked at Fatty Zhang a few times and said, "A genius!"    

    

He turned his head and looked at Lo Tian again. Wu Qian said, "It looks like the two of you are going to shine in the future."    

    

Lo Tian laughed and did not answer. He went forward and pulled Fatty over. "Fatty, you are sleepwalking again. You gave that bastard a punch to vent his anger. But don't cause trouble. It will be bad if you are seen through. "    

    

The fat on Fatty Zhang's face trembled as he said," I hit that bastard? "    

    

He turned to look at Deacon Mang. At this moment, Deacon Mang was slowly getting up from the ground. To be honest, his strength was not bad. Back then, Wu Yan was instantly killed by Fatty.    

    

Lo Tian conveniently stuffed some dried meat into Fatty's mouth and pushed him, saying, "Eat something, quickly go to sleep. Don't show yourself!"    

    

Fatty Zhang seemed to be still in shock as he said, "Was it really me? Did I win against that bastard? I really won? "    

    

Fatty Zhang was shoved back into the tent by Lo Tian.    

    

Behind him, Wu Qian looked at Deacon Mang and said, "I told you not to cause trouble. You still dare to embarrass me? I am very disappointed in you now! "    

    

Deacon Mang really had a hard time telling what to say. He did not know what to say at all.    

    

In any case, it was certain that he would lose face, and there was no way to refute it. However, he really didn't cause any trouble. It was clearly the other party who had provoked him!    

    

Unfortunately, Wu Qian didn't give Deacon Mang the chance to explain. He snorted coldly and walked to Lo Tian's side. He reached out his hand to grab the treasure map in Lo Tian's hand, and then marked it.    

    

No one sympathized with Deacon Mang. Even Yu Ge did not want to say a word for Deacon Mang. She also thought that this was Deacon Mang asking for trouble. If he hadn't bullied Fatty Zhang yesterday, there wouldn't have been so much trouble. As for Little Black, he didn't even have the chance to speak. He couldn't afford to offend anyone here. Little Black continued to roast quietly. He imitated Lo Tian and looked up at the starry sky.    

    

Deacon Mang covered his injured place, took out a potion and drank it first. Fortunately, he was also injured and entered the medical room yesterday, so he bought a few more bottles of medicine when he left. Now it was just the right time to use it.    

    

He felt that the pain in his body had decreased a little, and Deacon Mang did not dare to complain about it anymore. He dragged his injured feet and walked towards his Martial Qi tent. The fight just now had blown his Martial Qi tent far away. Only the Martial Qi tent still had some of its defensive capabilities, otherwise it would have been destroyed as well.    

    

It was not easy to pick up his tent of warrior qi and set it up again. Deacon Mang was about to go in when he heard the "abnormal" murmuring behind him. "Compete with me. I want to defeat you one by one and defeat you!"    

    

Hearing this voice, Deacon Mang felt his blood turn cold. He slowly turned his head and saw Fatty Zhang, who had his head lowered.    

    

"Again!"    

    

Deacon Mang suddenly felt hot blood rush to his head. He shouted, "It's not over, is it? I have already admitted defeat. What else do you want? You want my life, right? Come on, come and get it if you have the ability!"    

    

Deacon Mang's eyes immediately turned blood-red. He had been humiliated to such an extent. If he did not have some guts, he would not be fit to be a martial artist. Lo Tian and Wu Qian turned their heads at the same time. Seeing Fatty Zhang appear like this again, the first one to hold his forehead was Lo Tian.    

    

He now understood how terrifying Fatty Zhang's ability to fall asleep at any time was. It was simply a death trap!    

    

Before Lo Tian could wake the fatty up, Deacon Mang had already activated all of his cultivation techniques. Golden Body, Light Flame Fist, Explosive Killing Force rushed towards Fatty Zhang. That momentum was even stronger than when he fought with Lo Tian. As expected, when a person was forced to a certain extent, he would still be able to break through his own limits. The powerful force that Deacon Mang displayed at this moment made Wu Qian's eyes light up.    

    

But in the next moment, everything was just a dream.    

    

Fatty Zhang also threw out a punch. It was the same simple punch, the same swing of his arm, the same impact of the Martial Qi.    

    

Boom!    

    

Another explosion sounded. The ground exploded, and countless sand and stones flew into the sky.    

    

The golden light on Deacon Mang's body shattered on the spot. No cultivation technique could be compared to Fatty Zhang's. With a punch, Deacon Mang was sent flying again. He landed on the defensive barrier in the same position. This time, even the defensive shield cracked. It shocked everyone.    

    

Wu Qian was stunned when he saw the powerful punch. As a Level 1 deacon, there were definitely not many techniques that could make him stunned. Fatty Zhang's special move probably made him think of something.    

    

"Fatty, it's time to eat. Wake up."    

    

Lo Tian really admired this fatty. He hurriedly woke him up again.    

    

Deacon Mang, who was lying on the ground, wanted to cry but had no tears. He looked at Fatty Zhang, who had woken up with a blank face and looked harmless. He could only cry in his heart.    

    

What the hell was going on?!