Fantasy: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

Luo Wei, who was following not far away, swallowed his saliva and was secretly shocked.

“Junior brother Jiang has really made a big breakthrough. The speed of his movements now is hard to see clearly even from the perspective of a bystander like me.”

“If we were opponents and were in the middle of the game, how many people would be able to react?”

Luo Wei watched Jiang Heng kill three people in the blink of an eye, pack up the trophies and walk back. Only then did he come back to his senses and sighed:

 “Junior Brother Jiang, your strength…”

Jiang Heng raised his hand to stop his next words, and looked to the other side with a half-smile.

 “It seems that another prey is coming.”

 After he finished speaking, his figure flashed again, turning into a stream of light and flying away into the distance.

 Soon, we arrived at the place where the noise was coming from.

 “Huh? It turns out they are some senior brothers!”

Appeared in front of Jiang Heng were three Da Luo Sect disciples, the leader of whom was named Wu. Among the current true disciples of Da Luo Sect, he was considered to be the highest generation group, and of course his strength was also at the top.

Senior Brother Wu glanced at Jiang Heng, then at Luo Wei who was approaching quickly, and asked in surprise:

“We were passing by here and happened to hear some movement. Have the enemies been dealt with?”

Jiang Heng nodded, and Luo Wei happened to come to his side.

After a few people briefly greeted each other, Senior Brother Luo suggested: "Do you want to follow us?"

Just as Jiang Heng was about to speak, Luo Wei said first: "Brother Wu, Junior Brother Jiang's strength is far superior to ours. We might as well let him lead a team alone, and we can form another team."

 As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Heng and explained:

 “Junior Brother Jiang, please don’t misunderstand me.”

“According to past experience, if too many people form a team, the hunting efficiency per person will be reduced a lot. Therefore, maintaining a balanced strength is the most important thing.”

“Judging from your strength, Junior Brother Jiang, bringing a few juniors together is the best combination.”

Senior Brother Wu said in surprise at this time: "It is true that there are such unspoken rules, but Junior Brother Jiang's strength..."

The two people behind Brother Wu also looked at Jiang Heng with suspicion. They couldn't believe that this youngest junior seemed to be the strongest among them all in Luo Wei's mouth.

Luo Wei gave a bitter smile and was about to clear Jiang Heng's name, but Jiang Heng raised his hand to stop him.

"I think what Senior Brother Luo said is reasonable. If everyone is with me, there will be no chance to take action, resulting in a waste of strength."

“So, if you feel that you are not strong enough, you can follow me and I will protect everyone.”

The three of them couldn't help but frowned when they heard Jiang Heng's words, feeling that his words seemed a bit arrogant.

But Jiang Heng seemed not to see their expressions and continued: "Of course, you may not believe in my strength, so..."

As he spoke, Jiang Heng raised the corners of his mouth, showing a faint smile, and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared among the three of them, still with a gentle smile on his face, and his voice sounded faintly: "Can you believe it now?"

Jiang Hengke has never been in the habit of pretending to be a pig and getting slapped in the face. He always likes to show his strength on the spot.

Sure enough, when his voice sounded among the three of them, the three of them trembled and instinctively ran away.

 “Junior Brother Jiang…”

 Senior Brother Wu looked at Jiang Heng in disbelief.

Although speed does not completely represent strength, if it is so powerful that it exceeds other people's reaction capabilities, that is another matter.

 No matter what other aspects of Jiang Heng's abilities are, just such a terrifying body skill alone makes him definitely a top-notch powerhouse.

 And he is obviously only 16 years old. Not long ago, he was promoted to the True Inheritance with his cultivation level in the Xiantian realm.

 Rowe took a step forward again.

“Actually, Junior Brother Jiang’s physical skills are not only amazing, but his explosive power and defensive power are also terrifying. Therefore, in terms of strength, he can be regarded as the top level in this martial arts competition.”

 He said, turning his eyes to the other two junior brothers. suggested:

“Junior brother Li, junior brother Lin, you have recently been promoted to true disciples, and your cultivation is relatively shallow. If you want stability, you might as well follow junior brother Jiang.”

“As for Senior Brother Wu, we will form another team and go hunting.”

 “I wonder what you think?”

 He also has something to pursue and wants to perform well in martial arts competitions.

 However, if he is with Jiang Heng, he has no chance to take action and can only be reduced to a protected weakling.

 On the contrary, only those who are stronger than him like Senior Brother Wu are the best candidates to form a team with.

 That’s why Lowe wanted to reorganize the team.

 And there are three brothers Wu.

 Seeing Jiang Heng's performance, no matter how unbelievable it was, he had to admit that Jiang Heng was strong enough to lead the team alone.

After a brief exchange, several people agreed to this grouping.

  After all, what matters in the martial arts competition is the overall points of the sect, and Luo Wei's proposal can indeed be regarded as the most reasonable plan.

 After regrouping, Brother Wu and Luo Wei left together.

Jiang Heng took Junior Brother Li and Junior Brother Lin and walked in the other direction.

 …

 The three of them were walking leisurely on the path in the mountains.

“Junior Brother Jiang, are you really okay with this?”

Among the two fellow disciples following Jiang Heng, Li Chen, a sturdy young man with short hair, said hesitantly.

Lin Feibai on the side also gave a wry smile: "Junior brother Jiang, why don't we be a little more careful?"

As both of them are powerful men in the Linghai Realm and are true disciples of top sects, they are naturally not timid people.

  But in the joint martial arts, there are countless strong people. It was the first time for the two of them to participate in such a grand event, and they both suffered losses in the first day or two.

If he hadn't met Brother Wu, he probably wouldn't have survived for a few days.

Now, seeing Jiang Heng leading them walking struttingly in the middle of the road, they naturally felt a little arrogant.

"Do not worry!"

“Two senior brothers! With my strength, I don’t need to be afraid of anyone.”

Seeing Jiang Heng wave his hand carelessly, the two looked at each other and suddenly felt as if they had boarded a pirate ship, and it was too late to regret.

“That’s all! Even if we meet some master, if the three of us go together, we might be able to protect ourselves.”

 The two of them sighed secretly.

 …

In the Tianyuan Dynasty, a hundred miles east of Xianfu City, the imperial capital, there was a steep mountain with a thousand-foot wall and surrounded by auspicious clouds.

On the straight cliff, there are four characters "Tianyuan Holy Mountain" engraved on it.

Each stroke and each painting is more than ten meters thick.

But the writing edge is still sharp, and the overall handwriting looks strong and powerful, as powerful as a dragon, showing the exquisite calligraphy attainments of the person who wrote it.

So that even people dozens of miles away can clearly see these four characters on this hundred-mile-high cliff.

This is the most sacred place of the Tianyuan Dynasty, the residence of Tianyuan Holy Land.

Tianyuan Holy Mountain has a rather strange shape. One side is a straight cliff from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and the other sides are beautiful scenery with clear mountains and clear waters.

It's like a towering mountain that was originally towering into the clouds, but was split open by a giant's knife, leaving only one side.