C1310 He Tilted His Head and Squinted His Eyes
C1310 He Tilted His Head and Squinted His Eyes
As for the fat man who stood opposite of him, he didn't have the slightest bit of curiosity in his heart.
Because he had already seen it before. This fellow's body wasn't strong, but his weight was strong, and his cultivation base was weak. He should have just become a cultivator not long ago, and his thoughts were still focused on the stage where his weight was equivalent to strength. Therefore, Zhao Quan couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him, and just looked around.
Fatty had been looked down upon at that time, and he felt very unhappy in his heart.
"Hey, I'm competing with you, what are you looking around for? Do you think this is a pageant where bikinis can be seen everywhere?"
Zhao Quan was still looking around. He waved his hand casually to dismiss the fat man. "Yes, you're right. What you said makes sense. Good."
Good? What good? Fatty was angered by Zhao Quan's perfunctory attitude, how could there be such a bastard!
"I'm warning you, please respect the competition, respect the ring, and respect your opponent. This is the most basic courtesy of a person!"
Zhao Quan was stunned by Fatty's words. He was just looking around, why did it become rude?
However, since Fatty cared so much about courtesy, Alright then. Then he'll just give Erbio some manners.
Coincidentally, there weren't any suitable candidates around, so Zhao Quan turned his head to look at the fatty. "We can start now."
The fatty became restless as well. He shook off his two thick legs and ran towards Zhao Quan with a huff and huff.
Furthermore, he had already accumulated the Spiritual Force on his shoulder. He was prepared to use his shoulder to knock Zhao Quan over.
He even thought about it. After he knocked Zhao Quan off the stage, he raised the arm of the victor and roared, "Rushing Thunder Strike!" Rushing Thunder Strike was a name he came up with himself to make it look more impressive.
After all, people were fat, and it was not easy to find a target. Therefore, if they were cooler, they could attract other people's attention.
However, his idea was beautiful, but reality was cruel to the point that he wanted to stick his head into his pants because it was too embarrassing.
He ran very vigorously and majestically, but Zhao Quan calmly dodged to the side.
Then, because of inertia, he rushed down the arena without even looking back. He couldn't even stop moving. He rushed directly to the ring next door and stunned the two contestants who were about to compete.
"What? You still have helpers in the competition?"
"Bullsh * t. You brought them here. You still want to blame me?"
Fatty was very embarrassed. He was so embarrassed that his face was completely red. " About that, I'm sorry. I, I'm from next door... "
Zhao Quan curled his lips. He expressed sympathy for the fat man, but it was only sympathy.
What he wanted to do... He didn't have time to bother with Fatty.
Standing on the arena... While Zhao Quan was waiting for his next opponent, he was also paying attention to the other cultivators in the arena.
Not to mention, he had actually seen a few good ones. Their bodies were very strong, and they seemed to have their own unique characteristics.
Of course, this type of power was also relative. Compared to him... those people were just dirt and dirt, crushed with a single touch.
However, this did not prevent others from having methods or ideas that he did not understand, so he was still looking forward to it.
Just as he was paying attention to it... Someone shouted at Zhao Quan: "Are you a f * cking crooked neck or slanted eyes? I'm here!"
Zhao Quan turned his head to look at his new opponent, then continued to look into the distance.
This guy can't do it. It would be great if his body was as strong as his mouth. Unfortunately, sugar cane isn't as sweet as two.
Zhao Quan ignored him. This burly fellow was quite unhappy. He was very strong, belonging to the first batch of cultivators in the original residents!
"Today, I will let you know how cruel the price of underestimating your opponent is!"
That's right, it was indeed cruel. Just as he swung his fists and rushed forward, Zhao Quan raised his leg and kicked him away.
He was just that strong. He could fly even without using Spiritual Forces, and he could even fly a few hundred meters away from the competition grounds. He was so strong that it caught everyone's attention.
However, the people who were watching were quite curious in their hearts. Just how weak was he to be kicked away by someone with a single kick...
Zhao Quan was not in the mood to care about this. He just continued to look for suitable targets. As for the opponents... they were used to send them off the stage.
Therefore, Zhao Quan only needed to stand for a while before he was done. As long as he could fight until the semi-final, it would be fine. He would go up to the stage and look at the selected elites. Right now, he wanted to find his own targets.
There was a short man in front of him. He was in his thirties and was only 1.6 meters tall. He was quite tall and thin.
However, this person looked very strong. The key was that Zhao Quan could still see that his body was indeed not bad.
Therefore, Zhao Quan came closer to him. "Shall we chat for a while?"
The thin man looked at him. He did not seem to be provoking him. "Talk about what?"
Of course, they were talking about body-tempering. Zhao Quan asked him directly how he had cultivated to such a high level.
However, the thin man had a smile on his face. "I'm not strong at all. I'm very weak. I didn't even dare to go up the stage without seeing it."
Zhao Quan smiled. "You're really too modest. If you were weak, I wouldn't have come to find you. Shake hands?"
Only now did the thin man look at Zhao Quan seriously. He understood that Zhao Quan was also a potential opponent and was very threatening.
Therefore, rather than fighting on the stage in the future, it was better to give it a try now.
Therefore, in the next moment, he stretched out his hand and shook the hand that Zhao Quan was holding in front of him.
Of course, shaking hands was not only a form, it was also a test of strength.
This kind of strength was not only physical, but also enhanced by the Spiritual Force. When combined, he could determine the strength of Zhao Quan.
However, it was obvious that Zhao Quan wasn't thinking about it. Zhao Quan's thinking was very simple. It was so simple that it was a little rough.
The moment he shook hands, he began to read this person's memory.
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Of course, he was not so bored as to pry into someone's privacy. He just wanted to know this person's body refinement method.
From the memory reading, Zhao Quan successfully learned this person's body refinement method.
Not bad, it was a body refinement method through the Psionic Skill. It would allow the spirit energy to temper the body over and over again. It was barely equivalent to a super miniaturized version of Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering. Therefore, the effects were quite different.
Zhao Quan didn't care about this method at all, and it was of no use to him either, so he shook hands and left.
At this moment, the thin man sat on the stool in surprise. He felt that Zhao Quan was very strange. It was as if he had just talked about something. However, after thinking about it carefully, he could not remember anything. But since he could not remember anything, why did he shake hands?
The thin man sat on the stool and fell into deep thought.
Of course, he didn't know that after Zhao Quan read his memory, he erased the conversation just now.
Since this person's body refinement method was useless to him, he naturally didn't want to complicate things. He would let the thin man pretend that nothing had happened before!
After leaving the thin man's side, Zhao Quan went to the other cultivator he had taken a fancy to.
His goal was to find those few with stronger bodies among these people, and find the other party's body refinement method to enlighten his body refinement method. However, it seemed a bit pitiful. After busying himself for a long time, it was actually to no avail.
However, Zhao Quan wasn't in a hurry. He believed that as long as he saw more people, there would always be one that could bring him new ideas.
On the seventh day of the competition, he finally saw someone who he thought could give him new ideas...