MTL - Fantasy: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

 Everyone in the audience was still talking about it.

“I think Jiang Heng has a greater chance of winning.”

“Although he has only experienced one battle, his powerful physique is almost invincible. Meng Lingxiu cannot break it, let alone defeat it.”

“That’s not necessarily the case. With Meng Lingxiu’s great speed, I’m afraid Jiang Heng won’t be able to touch her skirt. In a wandering battle, there might be hope of victory.”

 In the arena.

Jiang Heng looked at Meng Lingxiu's elegant movements and smiled playfully.

 “Wind Step? What a coincidence.”

Jiang Heng also moved like a gust of wind, even faster.

 The distance was shortened in an instant.

 “What! He is also Wind Step? And his level is higher than mine!”

Meng Lingxiu’s face was full of shock, and her breathing rhythm was even messed up for a moment.

 At this moment of opportunity, Jiang Heng had already caught up with her.

Clenched a fist with his right hand and smashed it out!

Meng Lingxiu's face changed drastically, her body twisted, and she raised her sword in an attempt to block.

 “镪!”

 Under the incomparable force, the long sword instantly shattered.

Jiang Heng's fist continued to move forward, passing through the chest of Meng Lingxiu who was turning around.

An extremely hard touch came from somewhere, making Meng Lingxiu's face turn red.

next moment.

Jiang Heng instantly stopped his forward momentum, pulled his right arm back, and immediately turned it into an elbow strike, and hit Meng Lingxiu again.

Such a sudden and rapid body change shocked everyone in the audience.

 “The body method comes from the heart, this is the perfect level of Wind Step!”

"This is a terrifying genius who suddenly appeared out of nowhere! At the age of ten, his cultivation level is at least six levels, his body skills are at a perfect level, his physique is terrifyingly strong, and his boxing power is obviously extremely explosive."

“With such strength, he will definitely be a super dark horse in the sect competition next month!”

 Meng Lingxiu on the stage was even more frightened, and a terrifying sense of crisis flashed through her heart.

 However, she had no way to escape.

“I am an eighth-level practitioner! I am proficient in Tianluo Palm! How can I not be as explosive as you!”

Meng Lingxiu was unwilling to give up.

As an extremely talented person, if she hadn't been too young, she would have been among the top ten in the sect competition.

He has strong talents in both cultivation and martial arts.

 But now, everything is inferior to that of a peer.

How can this be!

 She angrily mobilized all her energy and blood to meet Jiang Heng's elbow.

 The moment when palms and elbows strike each other.

With a muffled sound, an invisible shock wave spread out in all directions.

 The Xuan-level [Mountain-Breaking Fist] upgraded from the Perfect Level [Rock-Breaking Fist], under Jiang Heng’s control, the attack method is no longer limited to fists.

 Even a temporary elbow attack has nearly three times the explosive power bonus.

 60,000 kilograms of huge force, three times the explosion.

 The explosive power of a full 180,000 kilograms!

 The palm that directly crushed Meng Lingxiu, and even pushed her palm to continue hitting her head.

 “Bang!”

 A muffled sound.

Meng Lingxiu's body flew sideways and landed on the ring, unable to get up for a moment.

 A figure shot toward the ring.

 Squat down next to Meng Lingxiu and feel her breath and pulse.

 It was the deacon in blue who was originally outside the ring.

 After discovering that Meng Lingxiu was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just an ordinary disciple. If something happens to a genius disciple like Meng Lingxiu, he may also suffer the same.

 He looked at Jiang Heng with a slightly reproachful look, but said nothing.

 After all, he is obviously a genius, so it’s better not to offend him!

 At this time.

 Around the ring, the onlookers were buzzing with comments.

"too strong!"

“Next month, Jiang Heng is definitely capable of competing for the top ten rankings among the outer disciples! And he is only a teenager. He will definitely be able to rise up in the future and become a core disciple or even a stronger true disciple!”

“I seem to have seen a new star in the sect rising!”

"However, this kid Jiang Heng is too cruel! Even a beauty like Meng Lingxiu is willing to deal such a heavy hand!"

 At this time.

 Meng Lingxiu on the ring opened her eyes in confusion and slowly regained consciousness.

 She first thanked the deacon, then looked at Jiang Heng, who was standing quietly on the side of the ring not far away.

However, I saw that his complexion was plain, and his handsome face was full of youthfulness and immaturity, making him look harmless.

 “Damn it! You’re so harsh!”

Meng Lingxiu gritted her teeth secretly.

 Her head is still buzzing.

If it weren't for the warrior's powerful physique, the boulder would have been shattered by that blow.

 In the Daluo Sect's cultivation atmosphere, although there were few people who were obsessed with her beauty, no one had ever been so cruel to her in a normal fight.

Moreover, the previous punch just missed her high point.

　　　　　　　　　　　　子!”

Meng Lingxiu blushed, sighed secretly, turned around and got off the ring.

“Next! Outer disciple Li Yi, please come on stage!”

Butler returned to the table outside the ring and shouted again.

 With two crushing battles ahead, the next challengers basically chose to admit defeat on stage.

Even after that, no one dared to come on stage to challenge.

 Jiang Heng looked at the butler outside the ring.

"Since there is no one to challenge, I declare that Jiang Heng will become the second challenger! You can come here to challenge the challenger Pu Xingyu at noon tomorrow."

 After Jiang Heng stepped down, others continued to come on stage to challenge.

 In fact, some people do not necessarily go to the challenger, but just want to increase their combat experience, or show their face in front of everyone and show their strength.

after all.

In addition to the annual sect competition, the duel arena can be regarded as a major event for the sect. The daily duels attract the attention of many people.

 After leaving the ring, Jiang Heng returned to his small courtyard to practice.

 …

 In a luxurious and spacious palace.

 On the high platform in the middle, a middle-aged man in black was sitting cross-legged.

 His breathing was slow and rapid, and the air in the temple was constantly stirring with his breathing.

 The majestic and terrifying aura lingered around him.

  Long time.

 He stopped practicing, and the air gradually calmed down.

"Come in!"

 He still closed his eyes slightly, seeming to be recuperating, but he spoke leisurely.

A middle-aged man pushed open the door, walked to the bottom of the steps with his head lowered, and bowed.

“Elder Sun! This is information about Jiang Heng, the son of Jiang Wenjing.”