Global high martial arts: I can copy talent

Han Mengxi disappeared from everyone's field of vision. Everyone looked at the arena, but they didn't know where Han Mengxi teleported to.

"Look, it's in the sky!"

Seeing Zhu Xia releasing her vitality and looking into the air with a dignified face, everyone followed her gaze and looked up.

Sure enough, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in the air and fell with the wind.

The breeze on both sides blew Han Mengxi's long hair. Han Mengxi closed his eyes and spit out a few words softly.

"The space collapsed...!"

As Han Mengxi's words fell, a cloud of dust rose from the ground, and sharp-eyed people noticed that Zhu Xia's body was kneeling slowly towards the ground.

"Crack!"

The sound of a shattering mirror woke everyone up. It was the space around Zhu Xia that shattered.

The power of space was pushed to the limit, and all the vitality in the body was swallowed up by this combat technique.

"puff!"

Zhu Xia finally couldn't hold it anymore. The space talent was already very strong. Even if she had the foresight, she couldn't stop the attack of the space collapse.

The clothes on her body were torn apart, Zhu Xia knelt on the ground with a plop, and even the ground sank a meter.

"Oh!"

A deafening explosion formed a circle of thick smoke around Zhu Xia, and when the smoke cleared, Zhu Xia was unconscious in the deep pit.

Han Mengxi also lost her vitality and fell heavily to the ground. Seeing that Zhu Xia had passed out, she raised the corners of her mouth and fell down on the competition stage.

"Sister Meng!"

Chen Yang couldn't help trembling when he saw that Han Mengxi had exhausted all his vitality.

Han Mengxi seemed to have heard Chen Yang's voice, she slowly opened her eyes, resisting the pain in her body and stood up.

"Congratulations to Yancheng for winning No.1."

The captain of Team Glory clapped his hands and said.

"Yay! We won!"

Han Chen shouted excitedly, and soon, the entire Yancheng team also burst into warm cheers.

After a long time, Zhu Xia was carried down by the medical staff.

Han Mengxi swayed and walked slowly to sit in front of Chen Yang. Chen Yang could feel the disorder in her body and was a little worried.

"Sister Meng, you should drink this."

Chen Yang took out a bottle of spiritual liquid and handed it over.

Han Mengxi glanced at Chen Yang suspiciously, then took a sip of the spiritual liquid without even asking.

The spiritual liquid flowed to Han Mengxi's whole body, and a warm feeling made Han Mengxi almost groan.

The dried up vitality recovered a lot in an instant, and Han Mengxi's pale cheeks also had a tinge of blood.

"You gave me such a good thing, don't you want to apologize?"

Han Mengxi had a strange expression on her face, but her voice was much gentler.

"Sister Meng, let's take it as it is."

Chen Yang scratched his hair restlessly with his small hands and replied.

"Thank you."

Han Mengxi said softly.

Chen Yang was taken aback, and when he looked at the other party again, Han Mengxi had already closed his eyes and began to adjust his breath.

"Next is the competition of great martial arts masters, do you want to participate?"

Han Chen asked.

"Wait a minute, the Great Martial Artist doesn't need to draw lots, so don't worry."

Chen Yang said.

The rules of the friendly match of the Great Martial Artists are somewhat different, each side sends one to the field, and it is up to oneself to choose who to send.

"Huang Qingyun, will you go up or should I go up?"

Finally, when the main event came, Xiao Zhan cheered up a bit.

"Isn't there someone else here? I'll go later."

As soon as Huang Qingyun's words fell, a great martial artist was dispatched from the Guanghui base.

The first person to get up was a man with short hair. He was wearing a tight combat suit, and the muscles inside were faintly visible.

"Du Ziteng, I knew this guy couldn't stand loneliness."

Xiao Zhan pouted and said.

Du Ziteng pushed his heels slightly, and his body jumped down from the auditorium like a beast.

"Du Ziteng asks for advice, I don't know who Yancheng will send to die?!"

Du Ziteng's eyes were as sharp as lightning, scanning the Yancheng team.

Some ordinary great warriors and warriors were stared at by him, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

"Stomach hurts, haha, the name is interesting."

Chen Yang said with a smile.

Although Chen Yang's voice was not loud, the great martial artist's ears were so sensitive that he instantly locked onto Chen Yang's figure.

"Little martial artist, make noise!"

Du Ziteng glanced at Chen Yang, activated his mental power, and planned to give him a small punishment.

Sensing the incoming mental power, Chen Yang didn't panic at all.

Thinking silently in his heart, the opponent's attack was immediately disintegrated.

Du Ziteng's eyes were fixed, he was very surprised that Chen Yang sitting there was completely unscathed, he didn't know who resisted his attack.

"Why, does Yancheng only send martial artists to show off their tongues?"

"I come!"

Chen Yang glanced at the speaker, who was a woman in her 30s.

Chen Yang recalled that this woman was called Li Yutong, who had the ability to transform into deserts.

"He's a tough guy."

Chen Yang thought to himself, but Du Ziteng's fire element seems to be somewhat restrained, so Li Yutong won't lose, right?

Seeing Li Yutong falling in front of him, Du Ziteng looked him over carefully.

Li Yutong is very tall, with shoulder-length short hair, wearing a simple white combat uniform on the upper body, and black pants on the lower body, which are somewhat similar to jeans, and the colors on the top and bottom form a very strong contrast.

"Hey, I said beauty. Is there no one in your team? I'm too embarrassed to hurt you."

Du Ziteng naturally knew Li Yutong on the opposite side. When doing missions before, Yancheng often cooperated closely with the Guanghui Base, so the team members also knew each other.

Du Ziteng knew what the opponent's special talent was, so he didn't care too much about it.

"Could it be that you really have a stomachache today and are in a hurry to go back to the bathroom?"

Li Yutong mocked.

Hearing that Li Yutong also mocked his own name, Du Ziteng was finally angered.

"let's start."

Du Ziteng said in a low voice.

Li Yutong didn't talk nonsense, as soon as he came up, he gathered his vitality in his right arm and punched out.

At the level of a great martial artist, weapons are generally not used in duels, for fear that someone will take advantage of them, and secondly, it is easy to accidentally injure the team members.

Therefore, although it can be regarded as the pinnacle duel between the teams, it is still full of punches.

Of course, Du Ziteng would not be afraid of a woman, he also raised his fist and went up, the two fists collided, Li Yutong stepped back a little.

In the first confrontation, Du Ziteng took a little advantage. Although the opponent was a woman, Du Ziteng showed no mercy. After fighting each other a few times, the warm-up was finally over.

Burning flames surged from Du Ziteng's body, and even in the auditorium, everyone could feel the frightening temperature.

Du Ziteng has two top talents of wind element and fire element, and the fire element alone can be cultivated to the point of frightening.

Li Yutong saw that the other party was using a special talent, so she also turned into yellow sand and turned into a huge sand man on the spot.

"Yutong, don't you know that sand is afraid of fire?"

Du Ziteng laughed, and before Li Yutong could answer, the flames immediately formed a small tornado and hit Li Yutong.

Li Yutong's gigantic sand man is more than ten meters high, and it is still growing as time goes by.

Facing the fire tornado, Li Yutong didn't panic, just punched the fire tornado.

The truck-sized fist scattered the fire tornado with a single punch. I thought it was over, but the scattered fire tornado actually condensed again, and spread along Li Yutong's dehumanized body to the whole body.