SSS-level talent Nine Heavens Divine Thunder

[Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the SSS-Rank Spiritual Talent · Nine Heavens Divine Thunder]

[Introduction: Inherited from a thunder technique created by a certain great power. This thunder technique is divided into nine types. (Currently unlocked: Violet Firmament Divine Thunder)]

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‘Violet Firmament Divine Thunder!’

‘Is it the one from my memories?’

[Violet Firmament Divine Thunder: Provides a defense-ignoring effect.]

Short and clear.

Is a defense-ignoring effect strong?

Very strong!

But this is Violet Firmament Divine Thunder!

“I’m still being too greedy.” Shen Tianling clapped his hands and, while at it, used the Talent Advancement Card from his inventory.

[Ding! Talent Advancement Card has been used!]

[Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the S-Rank Spiritual Talent · Strength Amplification]

[Hint: Fuse the three major Spiritual Talents? The fusion will be completed instantly.]

“Fuse!”

‘I received this gift pack and won so many prizes.’

‘Wasn’t it all for this moment!’

Shen Tianling closed his eyes slightly, waiting with great anticipation for the power that was about to come.

Three streams of power, each containing a different energy, instantly flooded into Shen Tianling’s body.

In that very moment.

The three powers completed their fusion.

If the previous Shen Tianling was as beautiful as a celestial fairy with skin like jade, his entire temperament now became ethereal and otherworldly.

This was the change after fusing with Stunningly Handsome.

As for Strength Amplification and Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, their changes were more internal.

Every bone, every muscle, and even every cell in Shen Tianling’s body underwent a qualitative transformation.

Crackling currents of electricity unintentionally emanated from his fingertips.

Not only that, but his physical fitness level also soared from 2.6 to 4.0.

‘Is this what it feels like after a talent fusion?’

Shen Tianling’s eyes shone; he felt like he could take on twenty of his former self right now.

At this very moment, the broadcast sounded.

“The fourth match of the Martial Combat Tournament!”

“School team member Su Yong versus Shen Tianling of Class 9, Grade 3.”

“Upon hearing the broadcast, both contestants please ascend the martial stage.”

The corners of Shen Tianling’s mouth lifted as wild currents of electricity danced around his body.

“Just in time to test the waters with him.”

The Martial Combat Tournament.

It was an official competitive event stipulated by the academy’s regulations.

It was considered one of the few recreational activities for students at martial arts high schools to relieve pressure.

The martial arts arena was packed to the brim, with almost all of the attendees being graduating high school students.

Also present were the school authorities, who were the organizers, as well as visiting leaders.

In the center of the martial stage.

Su Yong and Shen Tianling ascended together, standing on opposite sides.

“Another match with no suspense.”

“Yeah, I was hoping to see a school team member lose, but who knew that in the first few matches, all of our regular students were instantly defeated.”

“Damn, that Su Yong, I know him! A few months ago his physical fitness was only Level 4.3. Who knows what got into the young mistress of the Liu family, but she forcefully fed him resources to get his physical fitness to Level 5.0.”

“Speaking of Liu Ruyan, isn’t this Shen Tianling her number one simp? This match is going to be interesting. I’m afraid Su Yong is going to cripple Shen Tianling.”

“But you have to admit, with how handsome Shen Tianling is, does he really need to be a simp?”

“This is getting interesting. The real deal versus the simp. Now this will be a show.”

[Six Level 3.5 Unranked Martial Artists have become interested in you. Reputation Value +60]

[Forty Level 1.0 Unranked Martial Artists have become interested in you. Reputation Value +40]

[Level 5.0 Unranked Martial Artist Su Yong holds you in utter contempt. Reputation Value +100]

Su Yong nonchalantly glanced at the bare-handed Shen Tianling not far away and sneered:

“You loser, you didn’t even bring a weapon. Have you figured it out and decided to surrender?”

“Unfortunately, the rules don’t allow for surrender once you’re on the stage.”

“That tough act you put on in front of Ruyan, I’ll beat you so bad your own mother won’t recognize you.”

Su Yong provocatively made a throat-slitting gesture at his neck.

“Moron.”

“?”

“Today, I’ll make you understand the consequences of running your mouth without the strength to back it up!”

“Your right leg, I, Su Yong, have already decided to break it for you!”

[Su Yong is furious with you. Reputation Value +100]

Shen Tianling didn’t even spare him a glance, his eyes fixed firmly on the countdown on the large screen.

“3.”

“2.”

“1.”

The instant the countdown ended.

Whoosh—

Shen Tianling’s entire figure flashed.

Fast!

Extremely fast!

Shen Tianling, who was originally thirty meters away, had just appeared right in front of Su Yong.

“How could…” Su Yong’s face was filled with disbelief; he couldn’t even hold his long spear steady, and it fell to the ground.

Before he could finish his sentence, a crisp slapping sound was heard.

PA—

A palm imbued with Violet Firmament Divine Thunder sent him flying.

That’s right.

He flew straight back and crashed heavily onto the high platform, his entire right leg pinned down by shattered stones.

“How is this possible! My leg! Ahhhh!”

Su Yong, his left cheek swollen like a pig’s head, let out a pig-like squeal of pain, his right leg so numb it had lost all feeling.

He was sent flying by a single slap before he could even manifest his Demonic Pig talent.

The swift and incredibly violent scene.

It refreshed everyone’s perception of Shen Tianling.

The students were silent, staring blankly.

[Su Yong feels fear towards you. Reputation Value +300]

[Several martial artists feel admiration for you. Reputation Value +100]

[Two Level 7.0 Unranked Martial Artists are surprised by you. Reputation Value +200]

[A Second-Order Origin Martial Artist finds you interesting. Reputation Value +500]

On the high platform at the back of the audience stands.

Doubt was written all over the faces of the teachers; no one could have expected this.

A school team member had been sent flying by a single slap from a student in a regular third-year class.

Moreover, the battle was over in practically one slap.

There was no suspense whatsoever.

To be sent flying by one slap right at the start, this kind of gap was simply insurmountable.

“Principal Zhang, I never thought this would be the first time I’d witness a one-slap fight.”

“And that slap didn’t even use a cultivation technique.”

“This Shen Tianling, what is his Spiritual Talent?”

Second-Order Origin Martial Artist Yao Tianhui stroked his white beard, his tone carrying an undisguised question as he asked the principal.

“He… has a D-rank Strength Amplification, and his physical fitness is Level 2.6.” Principal Zhang’s voice trembled slightly as if he had remembered something.

“He is Xiao Yu’er’s younger brother…”

“Xiao Yu’er?!”

On the martial stage.

Su Yong was like a dead pig, wailing in agony. The qi and blood in his body circulated frantically, yet it couldn’t mask the pain coming from his right leg.

Pain!

Excruciating pain!

Shen Tianling was just a loser, how could he defeat him so badly in one move?

“Do you submit?” Shen Tianling’s voice was like a devil’s whisper as he leaned down and spoke slowly.

Did Su Yong submit?

He did not!

But if he dared to say no now, he suspected the fist hovering in mid-air would immediately beat him to death.

“I submit!”

“Sir, I truly submit.”

Su Yong put on a sincere smile, desperately wanting to end this battle.

[Su Yong feels resentment towards you and wants to find his big brother to deal with you. Reputation Value +1000]

Shen Tianling: “…”

This Su Yong was really two-faced.

You can’t judge a book by its cover.

“You should just keep taking a beating.”

Shen Tianling clenched his fist, his entire right hand surging with berserk electrical currents. He threw punch after punch, relentlessly landing on Su Yong’s face.

Only when his left and right cheeks were swollen symmetrically did he shake his wrist and stop.

“This is all you’ve got?”

“From now on, you don’t need to manifest your talent. You are the Demonic Pig himself now.”

“Truly a loser propped up by resources.”