All My Skills Are Picked Up

Lo Tian looked at the scene in front of him and said with certainty.    

He originally thought that his flying ship being able to transform into a pair of wings was already very magical and awesome. But looking at these "demons and devils" in front of him, they were still too weak.    

Obviously, Fatty Zhang had the same thought as well. He sucked in a breath of cold air. Then he said, "What, what, what? What are all these? "    

Looking around, the more Fatty Zhang looked, the darker his expression became. Finally, he counted with his fingers.    

"The creative points are gone. I don't think it's possible to compete in speed. It's hard to say how strong he is. Aiya, none of them can be ranked at the top."    

Lo Tian asked from the side," Fatty, what are you mumbling about? "    

Fatty Zhang turned his head and spat, "It's a competition, a score. It's over!"    

Lo Tian held him down and wiped the saliva off the fat man's body. He then asked, "Can you explain it to me?"    

Fatty Zhang immediately said, "The flying ship competition's evaluation is divided into three parts. The first part depends on the style and creativity. The better the creativity, the more points you will get. Whatever it could transform, it would definitely add points. You got 10 points for this round."    

Lo Tian said, Oh.    

Fatty Zhang continued, "Next is the famous Unlimited Speed Competition, which is 80 points for this round. Only the flying ship's own abilities are allowed. You can attack, you can fight randomly, but martial artists themselves are not allowed to attack. They were ranked according to their rankings. Lastly, they were ranked according to the degree of preciousness. The more luxurious it was, the more precious the points were. It's also ten points."    

Lo Tian roughly understood and shrugged. He felt that at least the creativity type was ten points. They would definitely not be able to compete with these show-off people.    

Speed and preciousness could be barely competed. As for combat strength, Lo Tian was a little puzzled. If it was a support-type flying ship, then how could it display combat strength? It was not like a martial artist was allowed to fight on their own.    

...    

Lo Tian was still thinking about the details when Fatty Zhang took out his boat and jumped into it.    

"Steamed Bun Boat, transform!"    

Fatty Zhang shouted and his Steamed Bun Boat really transformed. Two cannon barrels extended from the front, and two steel thighs grew out from the bottom. Two huge pincers stretched out from beside him, and it looked like a crab with a missing leg.    

Lo Tian covered his face when he saw this. When Master Mei helped Fatty Zhang modify the boat, Lo Tian had felt that the requirements that Fatty had mentioned were not right. But he did not care. When the fat man went to experiment, he was too lazy to look at him.    

Now that he looked at it, Lo Tian felt that he was still too naive. He had really underestimated Fatty's aesthetics. The real thing was too ugly!    

However, the moment the fatty's flying ship appeared, it attracted the attention of all the other flashy people in the surroundings.    

"Aiyo, mechanical steel ship! Which grandmaster's handiwork is this!?"    

"So handsome, this vessel looks to be in good shape. Brother, can this boat run? How's its speed?"    

"Are these two chest cannons Martial Qi Cannon?"    

A group of people surrounded Fatty Zhang, asking all kinds of questions. Fatty Zhang had become a famous person in this area. Lo Tian shook his head as he watched. He would not take out his own flying ship to embarrass himself.    

Lo Tian smiled and started to stroll around. The people who were participating in the flying ship Competition... Obviously, there were more people in the battle competition. He thought that the deacon of Martial Tower would not be the only one participating in the competition this time. All the martial artists who came to the capital city would have the flying ship and pass the test. All of them could apply to participate.    

Of course, it was not as convenient for them to participate as the deacons. They also had to accept some inspections. At least, those whose standards were too low and their scores were too low could not participate. This was also to save everyone's time. Otherwise, this competition would be delayed even longer than the battle competition.    

Lo Tian felt relaxed. It was rare for him to have such a leisurely time. He found a stone bench and sat down. He looked into the distance and felt calm.    

"You are actually still alive!"    

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him.    

Lo Tian instantly felt all the hairs on his body standing on end. This voice was the last thing he wanted to hear right now. It was also the voice he was least willing to face.    

Lo Tian didn't turn his head. He already knew who was behind him. He forced himself to calm down and clenched his fists. Lo Tian pretended to be calm and said, "Holy Master Pang, why are you here?"    

Holy Master Pang said indifferently, "Of course I'm here for you."    

Lo Tian secretly gritted his teeth and said, "For me? I have been doing well recently. You heard that I was injured, right? Actually, it's nothing."    

Lo Tian deliberately exercised himself. Holy Master Pang slowly said, "Lo Tian, are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be stupid with me?"    

Lo Tian suddenly stopped talking. Holy Master Pang continued, "I don't think you are that stupid. If you still can't guess who I am, he said. Then you're not the youngest and most promising Level 3 deacon. Deacon Lo, let's put our cards on the table. You should have guessed that the person who wanted to kill you last night... It's me!"    

Holy Master Pang's admission on the spot instantly threw Lo Tian's mind into chaos.    

That's right, he had already guessed who it was. He had a plan in his mind, but he didn't have any evidence. He had also talked about this with Fatty Zhang. The moment he saw the purple lightning, he thought of Zhan Guang's death.    

At that time, Zhan Guang had seized his safety card. That card was given to him by Holy Master Pang.    

Zhan Guang had died from the purple lightning. Last night, he had almost died from the same purple lightning.    

If he couldn't guess who it was, he really wouldn't be worthy of being a field service deacon.    

Lo Tian didn't say anything, he just remained silent. He could already feel that the surrounding space had started to solidify. Holy Master Pang dared to appear at this moment, and he was still being so frank. It was obvious that he didn't intend to let him go any longer.    

"Why? Why do you want to kill me? And you want to tarnish my reputation?"    

Lo Tian asked with a stern voice.    

Before the war with Zhan Guang, Yin had given him a piece of news, which was that someone wanted to tarnish his reputation, saying that he was a disciple of the Ghost Sect. At that time, Yin had vaguely told him that it was someone close to him who had done it.    

Although Lo Tian had also suspected Holy Master Pang at that time, he didn't continue thinking about it. He really did not want to believe that Holy Master Pang, whose reputation had spread far and wide and had countless good names, was actually a vicious person with a heart of evil, Devil Cultivator!    

Holy Master Pang heard this and sighed. He said in an old voice, "Because you went to a place you should not have gone to and found something you should not have found. I have no choice but to get rid of all the hidden dangers. I thought I had destroyed all the records, but who knew I still had a map that I hadn't lost. Lo Tian, do you know what I am talking about?"    

Lo Tian said slowly," I know, of course I know. You are talking about the Ghost Sect Prefecture that Wu Qian and I have been to before! "    

Holy Master Pang nodded and said, "Yes. Then guess what happened? "