All My Skills Are Picked Up

"It's another trick from your deacons. Is it useful? Even the Level 1 deacon is blinded. "    

    

Yu Ge shook her head and looked at Lo Tian with disdain.    

    

Lo Tian was too lazy to explain to him. Not all deacons knew about this. Some deacons just looked down on props and cultural knowledge. They always thought that they could solve all the problems by relying on their own strength.    

    

What using force to break through tricks, one force to defeat ten, etc., were these deacons' motto. Wu Qian was obviously this kind of deacon, the same kind of person as his son. Lo Tian really did not have a good impression of this kind of deacon.    

    

Perhaps it was because he had come into contact with old foxes like Lin governor and Holy Master Pang. Therefore, Lo Tian deeply felt that... A deacon's greatest reliance was to have a good brain. His strength had to be slightly at the back. If it was a sect, Lo Tian was definitely a hardcore tool. If he had enough points, he was even willing to take those things in the Martial Tower. He would buy them all.    

    

Seeing Lo Tian no longer paying attention to her, Yu Ge also quickly ate her roasted meat and prepared to return to the tent to rest.    

    

Not far away, Deacon Mang, who had been silent all this time, also forced a smile at Lo Tian. He got up. He was ready to leave. Lo Tian ignored him and continued to study the treasure map. From time to time, he would ask Blacky a few questions.    

    

Deacon Mang slowly walked to the side of his Martial Qi tent. Just as he was about to enter, he suddenly heard a low voice.    

    

"Break your legs, I want to break your legs!"    

    

This voice sounded too familiar, Deacon Mang immediately turned his head angrily. He saw Fatty Zhang leave his small martial energy tent and walk towards him.    

    

Fatty Zhang's current appearance was a little strange. His head was lowered and his eyes were closed. His footsteps were a little unsteady. It looked like he was sleepwalking!    

    

But Deacon Mang did not intend to be insulted like this. He roared at Fatty Zhang and said, "What are you talking about, damn fatty!"    

    

Deacon Mang's face was full of anger, and his voice was quite loud. He immediately attracted Lo Tian, Little Black, and Yu Ge's attention.    

    

Immediately, Lo Tian saw that something was wrong.    

    

Not good, Fatty Zhang had entered a state of sleepwalking again. Should he pull Yu Ge and Little Black and escape quickly? Looking around, Lo Tian hurriedly pulled Yu Ge and Little Black out of the bonfire and came to the side of the protective shield crystal.    

    

This was a martial artist's habit. Any camp naturally had to set up a protective shield crystal. This should be the safest place inside the barrier. If it was not possible, it could also shrink the barrier and resist attacks.    

    

"What's wrong? Lo Tian, why are you dragging us? Hurry up and stop Deacon Mang. He's going to use this fatty to kill us again. This stupid fatty, why did he provoke him?"    

    

Yu Ge's face was full of anxiety. In her opinion, the fatty was going to be beaten up again. At this moment, Wu Qian was not around. The only one who could stop Deacon Mang was Lo Tian. With her little strength, she was afraid that she was not even as strong as Fatty Zhang.    

    

However, Lo Tian wasn't worried at all. In his point of view, the situation was completely different. He was afraid that the one who would be beaten up wouldn't be Fatty Zhang, but Deacon Mang. He just didn't know how many times Deacon Mang could take a hit from Fatty Zhang. Lo Tian was still thinking about whether he should save Deacon Mang's life.    

    

"All of you have heard it. He is the one who provoked me. It wasn't me who caused him trouble. Fatty, I'll give you one more chance. Go back to sleep. I can pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, I won't be polite!"    

    

Deacon Mang suppressed his anger and shouted loudly.    

    

As he spoke, he clenched his fists. He really didn't want to cause any trouble today, but this didn't mean that they had provoked him. He wouldn't retaliate. Deacon Mang knew that he couldn't defeat Lo Tian, but he could still easily defeat Fatty Zhang. That damned fatty actually dared to provoke him, and he was even muttering something about breaking his legs. He really didn't want to live anymore. Seeing that Fatty Zhang didn't retreat, and was even muttering non-stop, Deacon Mang was even angrier. Seeing that Lo Tian didn't have any intention of stopping him, Deacon Mang was determined to teach Fatty Zhang a lesson. It seemed like the injury he had caused the fatty yesterday was not enough. This time, he planned to let Fatty Zhang lie down for ten days to half a month.    

    

"Fatty, you are courting death!"    

    

Deacon Mang raised his fist, and a bright light condensed on it.    

    

His signature martial skill was the High-Ranked Cultivation Method, Fiery Fist!    

    

He threw a punch straight at the fat man's face. He wanted to teach Fatty Zhang a lesson that he would never forget for the rest of his life. Even the weak dared to provoke the strong. They probably really did not know how death was written!    

    

The punch was like a surging light. Although Deacon Mang did not have the talent of fire to push this move to the extreme, this punch was not something that anyone could withstand. At least in his opinion, Fatty Zhang absolutely couldn't block it!    

    

With a bang, Deacon Mang's fist smashed into Fatty Zhang's face. However, something strange happened. A layer of warrior qi appeared on Fatty Zhang's face. It was an extremely strong warrior qi.    

    

Deacon Mang had seen Fatty Zhang's warrior qi yesterday. It was definitely not that tough. He didn't take half a step back. Although Fatty Zhang still had his head down, he had already given Deacon Mang an extremely dangerous feeling.    

    

"It's coming!"    

    

Lo Tian said in a low voice. Yu Ge, who was standing next to him, covered her mouth. She suddenly remembered what Fatty Zhang did when he caught the ghost cultivator.    

    

Could it be...    

    

Fatty Zhang received the attack and did not move at all. He waved his arm and threw a punch as well.    

    

There were no moves or techniques. It was just a casual attack with warrior qi. The moment the fist landed, Yu Ge could even hear a familiar sound. This sound seemed to be similar to the sound of the Martial Qi Cannon in her palm opening fire.    

    

Boom!    

    

With an explosive sound, Fatty Zhang's fist smashed onto Deacon Mang's body. It was like a heavy artillery shell had sent Deacon Mang flying. Deacon Mang's body drew a beautiful arc in the air, then he violently smashed onto the defensive barrier.    

    

The crystal barrier around Lo Tian trembled, and Lo Tian quickly stretched out his hand to steady it.    

    

Yu Ge was stunned. She said softly, "Abnormal!"    

    

Deacon Mang was hit and spat out a mouthful of blood. So what if he had the defense of the golden body? Fatty Zhang's punch almost killed him.    

    

Panic, fear, and disbelief kept appearing on his face. Fatty Zhang stood where he was and continued to mutter, "Break your legs!"    

    

Seeing Fatty Zhang walk over slowly again, Deacon Mang hurriedly raised his hand and said, "I admit defeat, I admit defeat, is that not enough? You are so powerful, why didn't you say so earlier!"    

    

Deacon Mang didn't want to fight anymore. He knew that this fatty's attack was even more powerful than Lo Tian's.    

    

At this moment, Wu Qian flew back with the huge sword ship in the sky. He must have seen the barrier shake, so he flew back quickly.    

    

The giant sword stopped outside the shield. Wu Qian looked at the situation below in surprise and asked, "What happened?"