Global high martial arts: I can copy talent

With a plop, Zhao Minghui fell to his knees.

This kneeling made Zhao Minghui lose all his dignity.

Zhao Minghui wanted to raise his head, but a strong resistance pressed against his neck.

Every time he exerted force, his neck would be pressed down with greater force.

This scene stunned everyone. No one expected that Chen Yang not only made a breakthrough, but also defeated Zhao Minghui so forcefully.

Liu Xin's heart was finally let go, the thunderstorm scene just now almost made her want to die in despair.

If Chen Yang really disappeared, she didn't want to marry Zhao Minghui and live alone.

"Presumptuous, dare to hurt my Zhao family, let him go!"

A figure leaped down from the auditorium, and people with some knowledge recognized it immediately. It was Zhao Minghui's uncle, Zhao Weimin!
"stop!"

The host stood in front of Zhao Weimin.

"This is a competition, outsiders are not allowed to break the rules!"

"Outsider? Look clearly, I'm his second uncle!"

Zhao Weimin roared angrily.

"Even if you are his father! There are so many people watching here, don't you want to bet on the Zhao family's reputation?!"

The host didn't flinch in the slightest.

Zhao Weimin frowned, and he waited for the host with his eyes wide open. If it wasn't for the special training ground for warriors, he would have shot without any scruples.

"Get my nephew up!"

Zhao Weimin resisted the desire to do something and said.

"He hasn't conceded defeat yet."

Chen Yang walked slowly in front of Zhao Minghui. He put his right hand on Zhao Minghui's shoulder, then bent down and asked.

"Master Zhao, do you still plan to compete?"

Zhao Minghui lowered his head and trembled violently, he really wanted to raise his head.

Now there are only two ways in front of him, or admit defeat, so that the whole Yancheng will know that he has lost the bet, and lost to a commoner who has only been practicing for more than a year!
Another option is to continue to kneel here, to see when Chen Yang shows mercy and makes himself faint.

"This second uncle of Mr. Zhao, you have also seen it. It's not that I don't want him to get up, it's that he has never given up. We must respect each other's wishes, just in case..."

"I...I admit defeat!"

Zhao Minghui interrupted Chen Yang's words, he just wanted to quickly end this humiliating scene.

He already had dozens of plans to take revenge on Chen Yang in his heart, but his reputation was completely ruined here.

"You heard me, the game is over!"

Zhao Weimin bypassed the host, this time the host did not stop or acquiesced to the other party's behavior.

With a big wave of Zhao Weimin's hand, he dispelled the force pressing on Zhao Minghui's body. He helped his elder nephew. When he saw the teardrops in the corner of his elder nephew's eyes, Zhao Weimin was furious.

"Dare to insult my Zhao family, you are courting death!"

Zhao Weimin suddenly turned around and punched Chen Yang. The host was shocked, but he had no time to stop it.

Chen Yang didn't expect that the other party would suddenly throw this punch. Before he could blink, his body was sent flying and hit the fence of the training ground.

"Chen Yang!"

Liu Xin cried out.

The wall was filled with smoke, and for a while, it was unknown whether Chen Yang had been seriously injured or not.

Zhao Weimin pulled Zhao Minghui to leave without looking back, when the hoarse voice behind him gave Zhao Weimin a hard time.

"Did I let you... go away...!"

The smoke dissipated, and a trace of blood remained at the corner of Chen Yang's mouth.

His footsteps were still steady, and even the host didn't know how Chen Yang's physical condition was at this time.

"What a second uncle, the Zhao family turned out to be villains who will take revenge."

Chen Yang said coldly.

"So what, I declare your bet void!"

Zhao Weimin was also secretly surprised that Zhao Weimin would simply do it to the end.

The punch just now had already used up to seven levels of strength, and it was unexpected that this Chen Yang could still stand up.

You must know that Zhao Weimin is not an ordinary martial artist, he has been in the realm of martial arts for many years, and now he is a genuine mid-level martial artist, his punch can hit [-] tons of power casually!
After hearing what Zhao Weimin said, Chen Yang let out a sneer. If he hadn't used the vitality compound to condense a suit of clothes in advance, and possessed petrification and super-sensing talents, the sneak attack just now would have seriously injured him even if he didn't die!
His right fist ignited a flame, and under the control of Yuan Qi, the flame formed a tornado and hovered over Chen Yang's right arm.

"I want to see how strong the so-called Zhao family is."

The host is a high-level martial artist, he wanted to stop it, but seeing the angry fire in Chen Yang's eyes, the host chose to wait for an opportunity.

Chen Yang had copied Zhao Minghui's talent when he touched Zhao Minghui's shoulder, and he was not unsure about facing a middle-level martial artist at this time.

Although many talents cannot be used, Chen Yang still feels that he can defeat the opponent because of Zhao Weimin's contempt for him.

No one would believe that Chen Yang has more than 20 kinds of talents in his body. Although he has just stepped into the realm of a martial artist, with the blessing of these 20 kinds of special talents, he is fearless!

"What, you want to shoot me?!"

Zhao Weimin was a little surprised. He immediately began to consider whether to take this opportunity to severely injure Chen Yang, and it would be best to abolish his meridians.

Although he didn't know why the punch just now failed to seriously injure Chen Yang, but if the other party really dared to attack him, Zhao Weimin would definitely use his full strength.

"Check talent."

Human: Zhao Weimin

Cultivation Talent: Advanced Talent
Special talent: strength (high) speed (medium) divine body (top level)
After seeing Zhao Weimin's special talent, Chen Yang felt more confident.

"Don't say I didn't warn you, I'm going to attack!"

Chen Yang's right arm turned into a tornado of fire, Zhao Weimin couldn't hide the sneer in his heart when he saw that the other party really dared to attack him.

"Fire element, bloodthirsty, coercion, wind element, thought power, mental pollution, gravity, plunder, decomposition, mind control, phantom sound, resonance, thunder element... explode for me!"

Chen Yang let out a roar, he wanted everyone in the Zhao family to see how strong his punch was!

"Divine Speed!"

Chen Yang's body suddenly disappeared from the sight of Zhao Weimin and the host. They only saw a blaze hitting Zhao Weimin's body.

In the next second, Zhao Weimin's body was the same as Chen Yang just now, and his back hit the wall of the training ground fiercely.

But this time, the walls of the entire training ground were completely broken down!
"hiss!"

Many viewers didn't realize what happened, they only saw Chen Yang disappear suddenly, and when he reappeared, Zhao Weimin had already crashed through the wall of the warrior training ground.

They vaguely felt a flash of fire in front of their eyes, but when they recalled it again, it was like a hallucination.

Because the host is close, he feels the most real.

At that moment, he seemed to be facing a prehistoric monster. Although Chen Yang's target was not him, he still felt that this punch was unmatched.

"It's impolite to come and go, host, can you announce the result?"

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly.

Only then did the host wake up from the shock just now. He glanced at the missing Zhao Weimin with pity, then walked over fearfully and raised Chen Yang's right hand.

"I declare that Chen Yang wins this match!"