Supreme Battle King

Chiang Zhan bowed respectfully.    

In the Heavenly Fist Sect, anyone who could become the steward had a powerful background. Especially those who were in charge of the Spirit Stone Hall and Battle Skill Pavilion, such an important resource. They couldn't be underestimated. Perhaps they were the relatives of some super elder. The consequences of offending them would be unimaginable.    

Due to the spirit stones being deducted from Chiang Zhan, he had no choice but to have a conflict with Manager Du, who was in charge of the Spirit Stone Hall. In the end, the opposite party was actually the brother of the Law Enforcement Elder, although he managed to get back two hundred spirit stones with his formidable strength. This matter was still fresh in his mind.    

It was precisely because of this that his attitude towards the steward in charge of the Battle Skill Pavilion was incomparably respectful.    

"Are you here to choose a combat skill?" The long-browed manager nodded his head and said, "A peak Fourth Sky Pulse Opening Stage, suitable for cultivating this Lightning Finger. Take it."    

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a yellow paper containing a strong gust of wind shot out like a sharp blade.    

Chiang Zhan frowned. The moment he reached out his hand and grabbed the yellow paper, he felt a strong force on his body. He immediately retreated, and his Qi and blood churned. A mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably from his mouth.    

At this moment, his eyes seemed to be burning with flames. Obviously, he was infuriated by the Long-Eyebrow Manager's behavior.    

As a disciple of the Outer Sect of Heavenly Fist Sect, he had the right to choose a combat skill that was suitable for him to cultivate. However, the other party obviously didn't intend to let him enter the "Battle Skill Pavilion." Instead, he casually threw out a yellow paper. What was even more hateful was that... The opponent had taken the opportunity to attack him secretly, causing him to vomit blood and get injured.    

Logically speaking, this was his first time coming to the Battle Skill Pavilion, and he didn't even know the long-browed manager. However, the other party seemed to have a deep grudge against him. This was truly incomprehensible.    

"Could it be that someone is behind this?"    

As Chiang Zhan's mind was thinking, he thought of two people. One was Ling Feng. The other was the Law Enforcement Elder behind Manager Du. The possibility of the former was not high. Although Ling Feng was a peak Tenth Layer of Pulse Opening Stage warrior, Number One Expert of Outer Sect could not order the manager around. The latter was very suspicious. The Disciplinary Elder was known as the number one True Inheriting Elder of Heavenly Fist Sect. A Peak of Tenth Layer of Astral Condensation Stage warrior had the power to kill, summon wind and rain, and do whatever he wanted. The elders of Heavenly Fist Sect respected him, let alone these stewards.    

Perhaps Manager Du and Steward Bai Mei were the relatives of the Law Enforcement Elder. Otherwise, there was no reason for them to target him.    

"Chiang Zhan, since you have obtained the combat skill, why don't you leave now? One should know that the Battle Skill Pavilion is an important place in the sect, and no one is allowed to stay here. You're not leaving after so long, could it be that you have ulterior motives? " The long-browed steward smiled coldly, and his eyes revealed a hint of killing intent.    

"Hmph!"    

Chiang Zhan snorted coldly and stared at the long-eyebrowed steward. He could feel that his opponent's body contained a tremendous amount of energy. It was absolutely not something he could match up to right now. It was not easy to act rashly at this moment, otherwise, it might bring him a lot of trouble.    

Feeling helpless, he turned around and left. He secretly thought to himself that it would not be too late to take revenge when his father became powerful in the future.    

...    

"Mr. Zhan, you're back. I wonder which combat skill you chose to go to Battle Skill Pavilion?"    

As soon as he returned to the stone house, Chiang Zhan saw a powerful Qi radiating from Luo Jie's body. It was obvious that he had broken through to the Fifth Layer of Pulse Opening Stage. Even his voice was filled with excitement.    

He shook his head, raised the yellow paper in his hand, and said with a bitter smile, "Lightning Finger."    

"What?!? Why did you choose this trashy combat skill?" Luo Jie frowned and asked with a puzzled expression.    

In the Prosperous Force Empire, the combat skills practiced by warriors were divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black, and yellow. Each level was further divided into low, middle, high, and top. There was a huge difference in power between different combat skills.    

According to the rules of the Heavenly Fist Sect, outer circle disciples could practice low level combat skills. Inner circle disciples could cultivate Yellow Rank Middle Level combat skills, but only those who were high and mighty. Only the powerful true disciples were qualified to cultivate the Yellow Rank High Level War Skill. As for the Yellow Rank Top Level combat skill, it was the most precious skill in the sect, and only the upper echelons of the Heavenly Fist Sect had access to it.    

The 'Lightning Finger' Chiang Zhan had chosen was a Yellow Grade low level combat skill, and it was in line with his status. However, Luo Jie had seen this skill before, and it was very simple. There was only one skill, and its power was the weakest among all the low grade Yellow rank combat skills. It was called a trash combat skill.    

Furthermore, in terms of strength, a finger was not as good as a palm, and a palm was not as good as a fist. Did Chiang Zhan not understand this principle?    

Luo Jie was confused. He could not understand why Chiang Zhan would choose the Lightning Finger.    

"This matter is a long story. I will tell you in the future."    

Chiang Zhan felt depressed. He went into the stone house and started to study the Lightning Finger.    

On the way back, he had already seen this combat skill. It was indeed trash and did not have much power. However, things had already come to this point. Furthermore, even though "Lightning Finger" was trash, it was still much stronger than just relying on strength.    

"Lightning Finger, Lightning Flint, One Finger Shattering the Heavens, the key lies in speed... Lightning Finger, Lightning Flint, One Finger Shattering the Heavens, the key lies in speed..."    

Chiang Zhan carefully studied "Lightning Finger" and discovered that this combat technique emphasized winning with speed. When attacking later, it would arrive first. As long as one's speed was fast enough, they could seize the initiative when the enemy attacked and hit their target.    

This was also in line with the world's combat skills, the only thing that could not be broken was speed.    

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...    

Having grasped the essence of the "Lightning Finger," Chiang Zhan kept practicing. At the beginning, with every finger he pointed out, the air of his finger would break through the sky, and he could lock onto it with the naked eye. However, as time passed, the speed became faster and faster, until the finger Qi in the void swept across. Like a spear, like an arrow, but also like a bolt of lightning, it constantly produced ear piercing sounds. The sound was extremely fierce.