All My Skills Are Picked Up

Wu Qian was slightly surprised and could not help but take two steps forward.    

Tang did not mind and said, "These two people have been very famous recently. One of them advanced to level 3 at less than 20 years of age. I looked at his information. It hasn't even been a year since he entered the profession. He has just entered the profession and is already level 4, and now he is level 3. I don't think it will take five years. I might even have to give up my position to him."    

Wu Qian could hear the hidden sharpness in Tang's words. Thoughts flew through his mind. Suddenly, Wu Qian seemed to have thought of something. He said softly, "He has a good relationship with the four Holy Deacons, and he also has a guide."    

"Who are you talking about?"    

Tang Ming asked, knowing the answer.    

Wu Qian did not hesitate to poke at him. "Who else could it be, Pang Wuqing?"    

When this name was mentioned, Tang's eyes immediately narrowed. The expression that flowed out from the slits of his eyes was completely unable to conceal his killing intent.    

Tang slowly said, "They walked very close?"    

Wu Qian said, "I did not find anything else, but at least I know that Pang Wuqing is covering up the matter between the two of them. Moreover, Pang Wuqing also gave his notebook to Lo Tian. He has inherited the origin tracking technique again."    

Tang had already stood up when he heard this. He had his back to Wu Qian, so that Wu Qian wouldn't see his cold face. He looked up into the sky and placed his hands behind his back. Tang said softly, "What do you plan to do? How should I help you?"    

Wu Qian said, "I hope you can arrange for these two people to participate in the battle competition."    

After saying this, Tang had completely understood what Wu Qian was thinking. After all, killing someone in the battle competition was not something that could be done with one's life.    

Tang slowly said, "Who did you arrange? Don't tell me you plan to do it yourself? That would be too embarrassing. The other party isn't that stupid either."    

Wu Qian said," I naturally found a candidate. But I need someone who can control the process of the competition to help me. "    

"Understood. How long more do I have to do such a despicable thing?"    

Tang let out a long sigh. In his heart, he already had an answer for himself, and that was to persist until Pang Wuqing died.    

Turning his head, Tang said, "I can help you. But do you know what I want?"    

Wu Qian cupped his fists and said, "As long as I can get my revenge, I will do as Lord Tang tells me."    

Tang nodded and said, "Alright, I still trust the Level 1 deacon Wu Qian's words. It's very simple, what I need to do is. When you're taking revenge, you must do your best to force Pang Wuqing to make a move. I don't care what method you use, you should think about it yourself. In short, as long as you create an opportunity that Pang Wuqing can't help but make a move, then consider it as fulfilling my request."    

Wu Qian frowned slightly. Such a request wasn't hard to say. It was simple, but it was not that simple either. He really had to think carefully about what to do. It seemed like he could not kill Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang in a hurry. He had to be like the antagonist in the story, giving the real protagonist, Deacon Pang time to attack.    

Wu Qian didn't speak for a moment. Tang looked at his appearance and thought that he was hesitating. He lightly snorted and said, "Are you afraid of letting these two escape from your revenge because of my request?"    

Wu Qian replied softly, "I believe Master Tang can arrange it properly."    

"Of course!"    

Tang took out a piece of paper and threw it to Wu Qian.    

When Wu Qian saw the name and introduction on the paper, his brows quickly relaxed.    

Tang pointed at the paper and said, "I can directly give the order to everyone on it, and let them kill these two people in front of everyone in battle competition. Do you have any other questions?"    

Wu Qian put away the paper and respectfully handed it back to Tang and said, "No questions. Master Tang, I will take my leave now."    

After saying that, Wu Qian bowed and left.    

Tang watched Wu Qian's figure slowly disappear from his line of sight. He faintly sighed and said, "Another person whose eyes have been blinded by familial love. After your revenge is successful, your life as a deacon should come to an end."    

Tang had already decided the outcome for Wu Qian in his heart. After that, he took out his own communication spar and stretched out his hand. A screen of light quickly unfolded in front of him.    

In the next moment, the symbol of the Holy Shield that belonged to Tang appeared. A warm voice sounded.    

"What orders do you have, Lord Principal?"    

Tang Lang said in a clear voice, "In my name, order Level 3 deacon Lo Tian and Level 4 deacon Zhang Yi to participate in the deacon battle competition. The forceful order immediately took effect. Remarks, one of the key cultivation plans in Martial Tower."    

" Alright, Sir Manager! "    

The light screen trembled slightly, as if waves had appeared.    

In the next moment, a friendly voice sounded once again.    

"Respected Lord Principal. Level 3 deacon Lo Tian and Level 4 deacon Zhang Yi have signed up for the battle competition. There is no need to force it. Will the order be lifted? Do you need to add any more remarks?"    

" They signed up themselves? Yes, there was no need to add any more remarks. The command was canceled. This also saves my name from appearing on the table of the four Holy Deacons. "    

Tang lightly nodded his head and prepared to put away his own communication spar.    

However, when his hand touched the communication spar, he seemed to suddenly recall something. A light flashed across his eyes before he softly asked, "Are they consciously registering? Is there a mandatory order from Martial Tower? "    

The friendly voice replied after his voice sounded, "We have already checked. They did not sign up on their own accord. There is indeed a mandatory order. "    

Tang's expression froze for a moment, and then he continued to ask, "Investigate, who issued the mandatory order?"    

After a moment, a friendly voice replied, "Investigate completed. The results of the investigation are limited and cannot be answered."    

Tang's eyes flickered. This answer was already considered an answer to him.    

He could query, but he could not tell a person's name. It proved that the other party's authority was at most equal to his. If it was an order given by the Four Holy Deacons, then they should not be able to find any information even if they signed up on their own accord.    

"Is it you? Pang Wuqing, is this your order?"    

Tang Wanru was petrified as she stood there in a daze, deep in thought.    

His mind was filled with countless thoughts and calculations. In the end, Tang's expression became increasingly ugly.    

"It's not simple!"    

...    

At the same time, Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang, who had been completely stared at, sat in the carriage and carefully thought about what to do next.    

They did not know that a huge danger was looming over their heads. At this moment, they only felt a slight sense of danger under Deacon Pang's instructions.    

"Fatty, since we are going to participate in the battle competition... Isn't it better to increase our strength a little more?"    

"That makes sense, Mr Lo. What do you want to do? I plan to spend all my points. "    

" I think so too You still have a lot of points left. I want to buy another upgraded metal potion"    

" Mr Lo, I even helped you with some points last time. I'm in danger this time. Let me upgrade first, ___ said."    

"What do you mean? You want to borrow points from me?"    

"Can you say I want to borrow points? With our relationship, can you say I want to borrow points? I, Mr Lo, am so generous, of course I will give it to you directly. It's free, the kind that doesn't need money."    

"Give it to your grandpa. Forget it, we'll spend our own money this time. We'll depend on our own abilities."