MTL - Fantasy: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely-Chapter 10 Jiang Heng’s information

The middle-aged man in black named Elder Sun frowned:

 “Jiang Wenjing’s son? That loser?”

“Didn’t I say that? The election of the suzerain is about to take place, so I don’t need to pay attention to his existence, lest people think I have no courage.”

 The middle-aged man at the foot of the steps still bowed his body and said calmly:

“His cultivation level has improved very quickly recently, so my subordinates think it is necessary to report it.”

“A month ago, Jiang Heng was bullied by a handyman.”

 “More than half a month ago, he was promoted to an outer disciple.”

"This afternoon, in the outer duel arena, he defeated another disciple who had the eighth level of physical realm cultivation and a master level swordsmanship with a crushing force."

“The Wind Step of the Perfect Level, the unknown boxing technique above the Dacheng level, a physique that is suspected to be stronger than the Bronze Statue Skill of the Perfect Level, and the sixth level of cultivation.”

 “All of this seems to have been mastered in this half month.”

As he spoke, Elder Sun's face darkened, a majestic aura came out of his body, and a terrifying coercion enveloped the entire hall.

“Hehe! It seems that this little **** has the same terrifying talent as Jiang Wenjing!”

“Originally, for Elder Wen’s sake, I thought of ignoring his existence.”

“Now it seems that this little **** can’t be kept!”

 Speaking, Elder Sun’s eyes fell on the middle-aged man and said indifferently:

 “Leisong, find an opportunity to kill him!”

 “Remember, don’t have anything to do with us, I don’t want anyone to get a handle on it.”

 Middle-aged man Lei Song responded: "Yes!"

 …

 At noon the next day.

 Jiang Heng added all the newly acquired potential points to his cultivation, and his energy and blood suddenly surged again.

  Cultivation: 5523/60000.

 After finishing his meal in the cafeteria, he came to the duel ring.

 At this time, the duel arena was already crowded with people.

 When Jiang Heng walked slowly over, someone exclaimed.

 “It’s Jiang Heng, Jiang Heng is here!”

The crowd immediately moved out of the way and watched Jiang Heng step by step towards the waiting area next to the ring.

“Junior Brother Jiang Heng, please wait for a moment. It will take about a quarter of an hour for Pu Xingyu to arrive.”

 The deacon behind the square table said politely.

Jiang Heng smiled and nodded.

At this time, there were still two people fighting fiercely in the ring, but everyone's focus was no longer on the ring.

 On the contrary, people kept discussing Jiang Heng, who was standing quietly on the side, and Pu Xingyu, who was about to appear.

“Pu Xingyu heard that he had broken through to the ninth level of cultivation a few days ago, coupled with the Dacheng Luoyue Sword Technique.”

“The strength of ninety thousand kilograms, plus twice the explosive force, is a full explosion of one hundred and eighty thousand kilograms.”

“Similar to Meng Lingxiu, if he hadn’t risen in the past year, he would definitely be in the top fifty in the sect competition, and even the top ten.”

“Jiang Heng is equally terrifying. With his powerful physique, perfect footwork, at least a master’s boxing skills, and his talent in martial arts, he is probably the best in the entire sect!”

“Unfortunately, my cultivation level is still relatively low, so I am afraid I will not be able to compete with Pu Xingyu head-on. I can only rely on my perfect footwork to roam around and fight against the enemy.”

“Once you choose a head-on collision, you are very likely to be directly defeated by Pu Xingyu, otherwise the winning rate is very high.”

at this time.

 “Pu Xingyu is here!”

 Someone exclaimed.

　　Many people turned their heads immediately, and even the two people fighting on the ring separated instantly, no longer interested in fighting.

In the waiting area, Jiang Heng, who was closing his eyes to rest, also opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the approach.

I saw a young man with a long sword on his back and a body as strong as a tyrannosaurus approaching slowly.

His face is indifferent, and his long hair simply tied back is fluttering in the wind. Even though he looks very ordinary, he still reveals a chic temperament.

His eyes scanned for a week and finally landed on Jiang Heng in the waiting area.

The two people's eyes met.

 The majestic fighting spirit suddenly boiled up.

Pu Xingyu jumped up.

The momentum was violent, like an ancient behemoth, spanning hundreds of meters in an instant and falling to the ring.

The two people on the ring hurriedly moved out of the way and jumped down to make room for the upcoming duel.

 “Boom!”

Pu Xingyu’s figure was like a meteorite, crashing into the middle of the ring.

 The earth cracked, and huge spider web-like cracks spread in all directions.

 “Jiang Heng! Come up!”

“I’ve heard about your achievements, come and have a head-to-head battle with me!”

Pu Xingyu’s rough voice echoed throughout the audience.

Everyone’s eyes fell on Jiang Heng in the waiting area.

 A corner of the crowd watching.

Meng Lingxiu’s face was cold and her skirt was fluttering.

As an extremely talented person, she has been defeated by two talented teenagers in the past half month.

 Now, the duel between these two talented teenagers naturally attracted her great attention.

 At this time.

　　A burly young man walked not far from her, and a gentle and mellow voice sounded.

“Lingxiu, I heard someone bullied you yesterday?”

Meng Lingxiu frowned and turned to look.

 She saw an ugly young man with fluttering clothes and long hair hanging down his shoulders, looking at her with concern.

 “Either call me by my full name or get lost!”

Meng Lingxiu said coldly.

 The word ‘bullying’ made her feel humiliated as she was filled with pride.

Besides, the other party mentioned her defeat as soon as they arrived, so it’s no wonder she looked so good!

 The ugly boy's expression changed.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and said with a slightly twisted face:

 “No matter what you do to me, I will continue to protect you!”

“Jiang Heng bullied you, I will help you get revenge!”

 “This is the declaration of the first person from the outer sect!”

“It’s just a duel ring, so what if I become the ring master? In my eyes, it’s just a kid playing house!”

The ugly boy sneered, but did not notice the murderous look in Meng Lingxiu's eyes next to him.

Waiting for the war zone.

 Jiang Heng looked calm.

After hearing Pu Xingyu's invitation, he also jumped up and landed not far away from him.

“Originally, I had high hopes for you, but now I’m a little disappointed when I see your performance.”

Jiang Heng's leisurely voice resounded throughout the audience, immediately silencing the onlookers, and Pu Xingyu's face darkened.

Jiang Heng glanced at the large and broken rock slabs centered on Pu Xingyu.

“Afraid of my perfect level of body skills, I deliberately destroyed the arena in an attempt to affect the performance of my body skills.”

 “If you use words again, you want me to give up the advantage of my physical skills and collide with you head-on.”

“You are older than me, have been around for longer than me, and have a higher level of cultivation than me, yet you are still playing such a trick.”

 “If your heart is not pure, how can you talk about martial arts?!”

 At the end, Jiang Heng shouted in a deep voice.

Hearing what Jiang Heng said, the onlookers suddenly looked at Pu Xingyu with strange expressions.

Looking at your rough and bold face and your honest face, I wouldn’t have expected you to be such a scheming boy.

Pu Xingyu’s face darkened in the ring, and he was about to speak when Jiang Heng continued:

“In that case, what if I give you a leg up?”

 “Come on! Let’s see who is harder!”

As he spoke, the energy and blood in Jiang Heng's body surged, like a dragon's energy and blood covering his whole body, and the flames of energy rose and swayed.

　　Step with your feet.

"bump!"

The gravel flew away under his feet, and Jiang Heng's body shot out.