Fantasy: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

 I saw two young men coming together.

One of the young men was handsome and followed the other young man step by step with a nervous and excited expression.

Everyone recognized him at a glance. He was the young man who volunteered to invite Jiang Heng over.

 In other words, the handsome young man walking in front is Jiang Heng?

Long Jie also opened his eyes, his sharp and fierce eyes fell on Jiang Heng, and the rest of the people also looked at Jiang Heng carefully.

I saw that under the eyes of many proud strong people, Jiang Heng looked like it, and he still moved forward slowly.

 Just this calm and composed posture, at least it is not ordinary.

Long Jie smiled.

 “Are you Jiang Heng?”

 “I heard that your strength can defeat a hundred of me, come on! Let me see it!”

Long Jie raised the corners of his mouth, grinned in a ferocious arc, and laughed a little crazily.

Jiang Heng continued to move forward slowly.

The people surrounding the martial arts arena all made way for him.

“Since you want to see it, let you see it.”

"are you ready?"

 Jiang Heng asked calmly while still walking in the middle of the path that everyone had given way to.

 Long Jie smiled for a moment, and then his smile became even crazier: "Okay! Come on..."

 But he hasn't finished speaking yet.

The next moment, a figure quietly appeared in front of him, his index finger curled slightly, and then he lightly touched his forehead.

 But no one present could see all this clearly.

 In everyone's sight, Jiang Heng's figure suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of Long Jie almost at the same time.

Following this, Long Jie's body flew out like a cannonball, directly hitting several other Taixuan Holy Land disciples who were accompanying him.

 “Boom!”

Just for a moment.

The people in Taixuan Holy Land, who had looked arrogant just now, all lay on the ground and screamed wildly.

 The battle is over before it even begins?

Hundreds of disciples on the field were stunned.

 Including Wu Feihang, the Holy Son of Tianyuan Holy Land on the side, was also shocked and his mind went blank.

He had long been sure that Jiang Heng could defeat the opponent, but he never expected that the victory would be so clean and simple, so easy and casual.

　　It is simply easier than crushing an ant on the ground.

If he hadn't just had a fierce battle with the opponent, he would even have the illusion that Long Jie is very weak.

But in fact, as the Holy Son of Taixuan Holy Land, Long Jie is definitely the best among tens of billions of people, and he even defeated himself, who is also the Holy Son.

However, such a terrifying prodigy, an invincible strongman at the same level, was as weak as an ant in front of Jiang Heng.

 Wu Feihang swallowed secretly, and all the hostility towards Jiang Heng in his heart disappeared instantly.

 Such an existence is no longer something that one is qualified to contend with.

 Finally, someone came back to his senses and whispered softly:

"too strong!"

This slight sound seemed extremely clear and loud at the moment, waking everyone up instantly.

 In an instant, the originally quiet martial arts arena erupted into a burst of fierce noise.

 Everyone started talking with red faces.

　　Although the scene just happened only in an instant, it caused huge waves in everyone's hearts.

 All the doubts and grievances before were suddenly released like a flood!

 What is left in my heart is the infinite admiration for Jiang Heng!

This seventeen-year-old boy is really stronger than everyone imagined.

The movement technique that seemed to move instantaneously, and the terrifying explosive power of several disciples of the Wanxiang Realm, including the Holy Son of the Taixuan Holy Land, were completely beyond the limit of the strength of the Wanxiang Realm!

 “How is it? Have you seen it?”

Jiang Heng slowly retracted his fingers and asked calmly.

Hearing his words, the enthusiastic crowd gradually calmed down and looked at Jiang Heng, and then at the Taixuan Holy Land disciples who couldn't get up for a while, with mocking expressions on their faces.

Some people wanted to laugh at the other party, but because Jiang Heng had just spoken, they did not dare to disturb them and could only continue to watch quietly.

At this time, several other disciples in Taixuan Holy Land had gradually recovered from paralysis. They quickly looked at Long Jie's injuries, only to find that he had just fallen into a coma, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

The few people looked at each other, with residual horror in their eyes.

Jiang Heng turned around and walked outside the martial arts arena.

“Since you have no intention of continuing the challenge, I will leave first.”

　　The path that the onlookers had previously opened had not been closed, but now it was opened further.

It’s not fear, let alone alienation, but out of admiration for the strong, as if Jiang Heng is already above everyone and standing on another higher level.

 It makes people subconsciously only dare to look at it from a distance without disturbing them.

As Jiang Heng walked away step by step, the scene became lively and noisy again. The Taixuan Holy Land disciples on the scene also woke up the unconscious Long Jie.

"What happened?"

 The first time Long Jie opened his eyes, his eyes were full of confusion, and then he asked subconsciously.

“Senior Brother Long, you were defeated just now.”

One of them said, watching his expression carefully.

Long Jie remembered what happened before he fell into coma. He was talking at that time, and suddenly his vision went dark, and he woke up to the current scene.

“In other words, I was instantly killed by that young man named Jiang Heng?”

Long Jie murmured to himself.

 Another gloating voice came from the side: "Long Jie, how are you? Have you seen the power of my Tianyuan Holy Land?"

Long Jie turned around and saw Wu Feihang covered in blood, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

However, he turned and glanced at the other party with disdain: "No matter what, I am better than you!"

“Besides, aren’t you also Jiang Heng’s defeated general? What qualifications does the second brother have to laugh at the elder brother?”

Wu Feihang's face darkened, he snorted angrily, and walked away.

Behind him, Long Jie’s expression became solemn.

“With this person existing in Tianyuan Holy Land, the winner of the trial is almost a foregone conclusion. Others may have to compete for the remaining spots.”

“Furthermore, if Jiang Heng kills everyone, there will be no way for the other eight holy places to survive.”

“Should we unite with the Eight Holy Lands in advance and get rid of the evildoer Jiang Heng first, and then we can compete for the spot?”

His purpose of coming to Tianyuan Holy Land was not simply to show off his power, but more to find out the details of his opponent.

 It is of course better if the opponent is defeated by you.

If the opponent is stronger than yourself, it is best to plan your strategy in advance and join forces with other holy places.

 Such a pre-match test can be said to be a common practice in previous years.

 But when Long Jie thought of this, he immediately remembered the feeling of powerlessness he felt when he was instantly killed by Jiang Heng just now.

That kind of terrible gap is probably not something that can be smoothed out by numbers.

Long Jie let out a long sigh and gradually left with the support of his junior brothers.

In the distance, two elders looked at the No. 4 Martial Arts Arena, watching Jiang Heng’s slowly leaving figure.

 “This Jiang Heng’s body technique...”

 “Already far above us!”

 The two elders looked at each other with shock, then smiled.

“With Jiang Heng’s presence, there is no suspense in this Taisu Mansion disciple selection competition.”

“This time, it’s finally my turn for Tianyuan Holy Land to feel proud!”