Global high martial arts: I can copy talent

Smith looked at Chen Yang with a painful face, the killing intent in his heart had skyrocketed to the extreme.

Not only him, Zhao Lu and Zhao Caizhe also had a little fear of Chen Yang.

Who would have imagined that a cultivator at the realm of a great martial artist would be able to fight against a strong man at the realm of a martial sage without being inferior in terms of momentum.

"Okay, okay, it seems that I still underestimate you."

Zhao Xuelin no longer considered letting Chen Yang submit to him. With such a terrifying cultivation talent, he was afraid that he would not be able to control him in the future.

In order to prevent future troubles forever, Chen Yang must be left behind today.

"Your talent for cultivation is indeed monstrous. Normally, I might still win you over, but since you have conflicts with the Zhao family, I can't let you go. If you want to blame, you can only blame you for being too young and aggressive. Wait a few years, maybe even I will have to think about how many times I will take action against you."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it."

Chen Yang couldn't help stabbing out the lightsaber in his hand.

"Hehe, you think that you can have the capital to fight against me if you are on the same level of momentum, right? Since you want to know so much, then I will let you see how terrifying the strength of Wu Sheng is!"

Zhao Xuelin held a fist in his hand, and with his movements, all the vitality of the world around him rushed towards his palm.

Chen Yang's expression was solemn. This was his first time fighting against a human in the realm of martial saints.

Although he had the experience of killing seventh-order beasts before, it didn't mean that he could look down on practitioners in the realm of martial saints.

After all, the strength of the Grandmaster is far from that of the Martial Saint. Even if Chen Yang hits with all his strength, he can only reach the level of a Martial Saint, but Zhao Xuelin's power in every blow will far exceed Chen Yang.

"Elementary Martial Saint..."

The corners of Chen Yang's mouth twitched, his heart sank, he ignored everything around him, only Zhao Xuelin was in his eyes.

"Woooo..."

Seeing that Chen Yang was really planning to fight Zhao Xuelin, Song Qing couldn't help shaking his head and shouting, but in the end he could only make a vague sound.

Zhao Caizhe looked at Zhao Xuelin excitedly. He had long wanted to see Chen Yang being beaten to the ground. He didn't know how long he had waited for this day.

"The biggest difference between a martial sage and a grandmaster is that the martial sage realm can comprehend the power of an intermediate domain... Feel the irresistible fear..."

Zhao Xuelin's domain expanded, and the intermediate strength domain enveloped Chen Yang's body.

"Do you think you are the only one who has the intermediate domain? The power domain, the speed force..."

Chen Yang also directly launched his dual intermediate domains, and the two intermediate domains collided with each other, and there was no distinction for a while.

Zhao Xuelin was shocked by Chen Yang's actions again.

In the intermediate field, this is generally only understood by practitioners in the realm of martial saints.But Chen Yang in front of him not only comprehended the intermediate field, but also two at once!

"You can't leave it!"

Zhao Xuelin suddenly felt a little panic in his heart. If he gave the opponent some more time, he might not even be a match for the Martial Saint.

Zhao Xuelin has just stepped into the realm of Martial Saints, so far he has only realized a mid-level power domain, and the speed force domain is still in a low-level state.

Seeing that Chen Yang possessed two intermediate domains, he even felt a little envious.

"Eight punches!"

The vitality of heaven and earth gathered in the palm of his hand, and Zhao Xuelin directly launched his combat skills and swung towards Chen Yang.

"Well done, Huhuang Fist!"

Chen Yang raised his own strength to the extreme, and his talents were integrated into his combat skills one after another. A phantom of a white tiger accompanied Chen Yang's arm and slammed into the opponent fiercely.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise like a landslide, and the aftermath of the battle between the two sides violently lifted the bodies of Zhao Caizhe and others, and the center of the collision between the two turned into a vacuum.

Zhao Xuelin looked at Chen Yang's unscathed body in astonishment. Under his power domain, the other party actually drew with him. How is this possible? !
Zhao Xuelin was shocked by Chen Yang's power for a moment. No wonder he was able to kill the seventh-order beast. It turned out that he was not lucky, but really possessed the strength to fight the seventh-order beast!

Chen Yang's arm was slightly paralyzed by this blow. Although he looked very relaxed on the surface, the energy in his body was rapidly depleting.

"Copy talent!"

When Chen Yang came into contact with Zhao Xuelin, he habitually copied the talent of the other party. To his surprise, the voice of fusion sounded in his mind.

"Detected the middle-level power field, copied it successfully, whether it is fused... the fusion is successful!"

Advanced Strength Field!

Chen Yang couldn't believe it.

As the domain is getting stronger and stronger, the possibility of successful replication and fusion is getting lower and lower. I didn't expect that this time, Zhao Xuelin would be able to replicate to the middle-level power domain and successfully integrate it. This is a surprise for him. .

A wicked smile appeared on Chen Yang's face.

"Advanced Strength Field, Longhuang Fist!"

"what?!"

Zhao Xuelin was still immersed in the shock that Chen Yang and himself were evenly divided. As a result, Chen Yang's domain suddenly changed and turned into a high-level power domain.

"Thanks to you, I will be lighter next time."

Long Huangquan burst out a dragon chant and threw it towards Zhao Xuelin's body. Feeling threatened, Zhao Xuelin quickly deployed his super speed force.

He mobilized all his strength to meet Chen Yang's punch, and with an explosion, Zhao Xuelin's body was blasted into the ground by Chen Yang!

Zhao Caizhe was still imagining how to humiliate Chen Yang later, seeing Zhao Xuelin being punched into the ground by Chen Yang, his legs softened, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

"puff!"

Zhao Xuelin was smashed into the soil dozens of meters deep, all the robes on his body were torn, and the blood in his body gushed out uncontrollably.

"You...how on earth did you do it..."

Zhao Xuelin was out of breath by Chen Yang's punch.

In the field of high-level strength, Chen Yang's Longhuang Fist has long surpassed the power of elementary martial saints, and even approached the strength of high-level martial saints.

Zhao Xuelin is just a cultivator who has just stepped into the realm of a martial sage. He hasn't even fully consolidated the strength in his body, let alone catch a punch from a high-ranking martial sage.

Chen Yang made a lot of preparations at the beginning, such as the Black Emperor Sword. Looking at it now, he didn't even need the Black Emperor Sword to tyrannize Zhao Xuelin.

Of course, the high-level field cannot be maintained forever, and the energy required by the high-level power field is also very terrifying. The vitality in Chen Yang's body is already more than that of the master, but in just a few seconds of using the high-level power field , The energy in his body was emptied by one-third in an instant.

If he maintains the state of dual domains, Chen Yang can hold on for ten seconds at most!
Although ten seconds is not much time, it is completely enough for Chen Yang.

In battles at the level of the Martial Saint Realm, once the power is crushed, let alone ten seconds, sometimes it only takes one second to decide the outcome of a battle.

Chen Yang was not careless. Even though he knew that he had won the battle, he still drank a bottle of psychic liquid to restore his vitality.

It won't be long before he's back to his prime.

"Cough cough!"

Zhao Xuelin adjusted his state and flew out of the pit. He looked up at Chen Yang with flickering eyes.

"Chen Yang, the old man took the liberty this time, or should we just call it a day?"

Zhao Xuelin was terrified by Chen Yang's advanced power domain, and couldn't help but beg for peace as soon as he got back to the ground.