All My Skills Are Picked Up

Lo Tian's face was filled with excitement. This was the first time he had used a super sword skill, and he felt really good about it.    

His sword technique didn't need to be accumulated, and its power was also astonishing. Seeing this, many of the martial practitioners in the capital city fell silent. Each and every one of them pondered in their hearts.    

Was there anything he wouldn't know?    

Shoutao was also dumbfounded. He pointed at Lo Tian's figure in the light screen. He stuttered, "This... this is also possible? How many cultivation techniques did he actually know? All of them are at the pinnacle of mastery? He started from his mother's womb?"    

Yanshan and Lee Quan really wanted to answer Shoutao's question, but they didn't know what was going on either. Was it a duplication talent?    

If the duplication talent was really that strong, then there would be many more powerful people in history. If it wasn't the duplication talent, then it would be hard to explain how Lo Tian secretly learned other people's cultivation methods.    

Yanshan and Lee Quan looked at each other. They clearly wanted to know Lo Tian's secret. But it was a pity that this kind of secret could be known even with one's butt. Unless Lo Tian died, it was impossible to say it out loud.    

Yanshan coughed lightly and could only vaguely say, "It should be that he has some kind of talent that we don't know about. It could also be that he improved his duplication talent. But no talent is invincible. "    

Yanshan's last sentence was the same as not saying anything. Who didn't know that there was no invincible talent? Only invincible warriors. No matter how poor a talent was, as long as it was there, it could be turned into a miracle in the hands of a powerful martial artist. After all, having talent was a small probability. Many martial artists would never be able to open their own talent in their lifetime.    

Many martial artists still believed in Yanshan's judgment. Yanshan said that Lo Tian improved his talent, and most people thought so too. After all, a simple duplication talent really wasn't enough to explain Lo Tian's situation.    

Improving his talent! This was also an extraordinary thing. It was not inferior to creating a spirit rank cultivation technique. Lo Tian once again used another method to declare his strength.    

Recovering the Rainbow Sword, Lo Tian's finger lightly cut across the sword. The sword carried a flowing light, not a speck of dust could be seen. His finger lightly tapped on the sword, and it sounded like a soul-suppressing chant.    

What a good sword, what a good sword!    

It was valuable, absolutely valuable!    

Lo Tian couldn't help but love it. Ever since he started cultivating martial arts, he had never had a suitable martial skill. Although the system allowed him to draw the lottery twice, one was a muck-fork, and the other was a Pig Slaughtering Knife. Listen, are these weapons used by humans?    

Should I pick dung or kill pigs?    

Although Lo Tian never said it, he was very envious of other people's weapons in his heart. Look at his opponent, a normal swordsman, how elegant and elegant he was. How cool and handsome he was. Then he looked at the normal swordsman, and how domineering he was. He then looked at himself. Comparisons were inevitable, but when it came to comparing goods, he had to throw them away. Anyway, his Pig Slaughtering Knife had been rolled up this time, so it was only natural for him to change his weapon.    

It was a pity that he had just used the Giant God Saber Spell, and now he was going to exchange it for a Leather Prawn Sword?    

Lo Tian scratched his head. He felt that it wasn't that he couldn't combine his knife and sword. Hehe, let's get the Pig Slaughtering Knife back first.    

First, we'll put the Pig Slaughtering Knife on the ground. Then, Lo Tian took the Rainbow Sword and slowly pulled back the part where the scroll was opened. Feeling that something was not right, Lo Tian took the Pig Slaughtering Knife and ground it on the Flying Swan Sword. This caused the Rainbow Sword to continuously let out soft cries, as if it was very opposed to Lo Tian's wrong usage.    

Lo Tian's actions at this time also made many of the martial artists in the capital speechless.    

It was fine if he snatched the sword, but although Lo Tian's performance surprised everyone, it was still reasonable. But wasn't Lo Tian's method of using the sword a little too excessive? This was a mighty Spirit Weapon, how could it become a grindstone?    

Lo Tian was happily sharpening the sword when Zhou Xuan, who was sent flying not far away, scrambled back.    

"Give me back my sword! Give me back my sword!"    

Zhou Xuan's eyes were blood-red, as if he was on the verge of going crazy. With saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, Zhou Xuan threw himself at Lo Tian. The last remaining qi in his body was about to explode.    

This move lost the calmness and composure that a martial artist should have. There was only the roar of a wild beast!    

Lo Tian got up and looked at Zhou Xuan. He picked up the Rainbow Sword and casually waved it twice. Two streams of light descended from the sky and smashed onto Zhou Xuan's body like a pillar of light. In an instant, the ground under Zhou Xuan's feet shattered, and he fell down along with the light.    

Lo Tian did not have Zhou Xuan's Light Sealing Sword Art. The sword beam he released with the Rainbow Sword could not turn into a sword-shaped sword. It was also not as gorgeous as Zhou Xuan's. However, Lo Tian's Prawn Sword Art was simple and unadorned, and it was extremely powerful.    

Don't look at the simple swinging of the sword twice. Those were two sword strikes that followed the sword intent. The Great Dao was simple, and it was one with infinite power. The power of these two sword strikes had far surpassed Zhou Xuan's big move just now. It was just that the power had been compressed together, and had yet to be unleashed.    

Half of the warrior qi on Lo Tian's body had suddenly disappeared, and the place where Zhou Xuan and the light pillar had fallen, was still producing violent explosive sounds, and the entire ground continued to shake.    

Except for those warriors with profound cultivation and sharp eyes, the rest of the people had blank looks on their faces. They could not understand it at all. Those who could understand it were also unwilling to explain it to everyone at this moment. For example, Lee Quan and Yanshan.    

Only Shoutao softly praised them.    

"Good sword skills. Zhou Xuan did not lose unjustly. I hope he does not continue to be stubborn and lose his life. "    

Lee Quan and Yanshan didn't dare to respond. If it was anyone else, their sword would have been stolen, and they would have been cut by Lo Tian's sword. Naturally, they would be very interested in explaining how powerful Lo Tian's technique was. Analyzing and analyzing how Lo Tian was able to use such a powerful sword art.    

But the one who was defeated was Zhou Xuan. He was a descendant of the royal family, with the Zhou surname of the country and a spiritual weapon in his hand. He had already lost, but he had still lost so miserably. Perhaps even the empress's expression was very ugly.    

Who would dare to comment? Lee Quan was also from the royal family, but he was not surnamed Zhou. Would he dare to speak?    

Yanshan was even more so. A mere super deacon, how could he dare to speak nonsense now? It was only because Shoutao had no official position that he could praise him.    

In the royal family's combat arena, the empress frowned slightly. Beside her, Prince Yong's expression was even more ashen.    

"He lost terribly."    

Prince Yong said angrily.    

The queen did not speak. She just watched quietly.    

After a while, the explosion finally stopped. Lo Tian put his Pig Slaughtering Knife back into the hole, then walked to the front of the hole and bent down to look down.    

The deep hole that he made was almost impossible to see the bottom. Lo Tian wondered if he should bury Zhou Xuan just like how he did to Feng Hou. However, it would not be good to bury Zhou Xuan alive if he could not see him.    

While he was thinking, Lo Tian suddenly saw a figure slowly climbing up from the bottom of the deep pit. He climbed out of the pit with great difficulty.    

Zhou Xuan, who was covered in blood, laid on the ground and looked up at Lo Tian.    

Lo Tian thought he still wanted to fight. He said softly, "Give up. You lost!"    

Suddenly, Zhou Xuan's expression collapsed, and he suddenly cried out, "Return the sword to me, I beg you, return the sword to me."