Zhao Wuji quickly assigned opponents, while secretly winking at Yang Tian, as if saying, "I've given you the opportunity, now seize it yourself."
Yang Tian understood, subtly gave a thumbs-up, then said to Zhu Zhuqing and the other: "My mental force is a bit depleted, so you two should go easy on me~"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded upon hearing this, but Xiao Wu gave a mischievous smile: "Go easy on your big head, take this!"
Fanciful kicks and punches rained down on Yang Tian. Yang Tian shook his head helplessly, casually fending off Xiao Wu's attacks with one hand. Beside them, a faint meow sounded, and a black shadow instantly appeared behind Yang Tian. A cool voice rang out: "Hell Rush Stab."
Yang Tian moved his feet, his figure twisting like a phantom, dodging Zhu Zhuqing's Hell Rush Stab with extreme footwork.
Outside the arena, Tang San watched the movement technique Yang Tian displayed with a dark expression, feeling incredibly displeased.
Zhao Wuji, also watching the show, noticed Tang San's expression and was somewhat displeased: "Talent belongs to others; jealousy is absolutely forbidden."
Tang San reacted upon hearing this, then said with a wry smile: "That was clearly my movement technique. Tian Ge just watched it twice and then stole it. My heart is bitter~"
Zhao Wuji was stunned, then nodded to Tang San with some sympathy, and comforted him: "As long as you all cultivate diligently, you will catch up to Yang Tian's strength one day."
"Exactly, exactly, we can definitely surpass him." Ning Rongrong clenched her small fists, looking deeply aggrieved.
However, a single sentence from Tang San sent them into despair: "If effort was all it took, what would we need talent for?"
"..."
The onlookers silently watched Tang San, feeling both shocked and somewhat sympathetic to his plight. How much of a blow must this child have suffered to say something so profound~
"First Spirit Ability, Waist Bow!" Xiao Wu's long legs directly locked around Yang Tian's neck, her flexible waist erupting with astonishing power, flinging Yang Tian into the sky.
"Hell's Hundred Claws!" Zhu Zhuqing seized the opportunity, darting behind Yang Tian again. Dark claws shot out like lightning. However, just when everyone thought Yang Tian would have no choice but to endure this attack, Yang Tian's body astonishingly twisted in mid-air, his hands gripping Zhu Zhuqing's wrists like vises, then he forcefully flung her away.
"If you only rely on Spirit Abilities provided by spirit rings to fight, a Spirit Master's combat methods in the early stages are quite monotonous."
Zhu Zhuqing's body fell uncontrollably. At this rate, she would surely be injured upon hitting the ground. However, Yang Tian's body suddenly paused in mid-air. He casually gestured with one hand, and a gentle breeze appeared out of nowhere, supporting Zhu Zhuqing's body and slowing her descent.
After Yang Tian landed, Xiao Wu was about to attack again, but Yang Tian waved a hand, and a spirit power rope bound her. This was not a skill stolen by the system, but a spirit power application technique Yang Tian had figured out himself.
"Do you think anyone can create their own Spirit Ability?" Ning Rongrong felt that Yang Tian was speaking without understanding the difficulty. The reason self-created Spirit Abilities are rare is precisely because they are very difficult.
Yang Tian shrugged: "How will you know if you don't try? In my opinion, a so-called Spirit Ability is nothing more than a way of operating spirit power in conjunction with a Spirit.
For example… Teacher Zhao's Vajra Palm!"
As he spoke, Yang Tian lightly pushed the air in front of him, emitting a popping sound. This scene instantly stunned everyone.
Zhao Wuji even directly exclaimed: "That's my Spirit Ability!"
"No, this is my Spirit Ability." Yang Tian raised an eyebrow at Zhao Wuji, making everyone eager to punch him.
However, after listening to Yang Tian, everyone still felt there was some truth to his words. At this moment, Xiao Wu jumped out again to provide proof for Yang Tian, saying: "Creating a Spirit Ability really isn't difficult. Little San and I succeeded. It's just that its power can't compare to Tian Ge's self-created Spirit Ability."
"Really? Can I see your self-created Spirit Ability?" Behind Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing's face remained cold, but her speaking now was enough to prove how much she cared about self-created Spirit Abilities.
Yang Tian was not surprised by this. Zhu Zhuqing's pursuit of strength was the most fanatical among the Shrek group, and this had a great deal to do with her experiences.
Xiao Wu felt a bit awkward upon hearing this, but still nodded and said to Tang San: "Little San, let's demonstrate for Zhuqing."
Tang San did not refuse. After all, they would all be partners in the future, and hiding these things would bring no benefits.
Tang San walked to the center of the small plaza, adopting a defensive stance, while Xiao Wu walked towards Tang San with her hands behind her back, hopping and skipping. Just as everyone was concentrating, Xiao Wu's legs suddenly tensed, and then her body shot out like an arrow. Her speed was so fast, like an agility-attack system Spirit Master using a speed boost. Then Xiao Wu leaped, and visible pink spirit power surged on her feet as she delivered two consecutive kicks to Tang San's defending arms. Judging purely from the visual effect, the power was already comparable to a century-old Spirit Ability.
At this moment, Yang Tian suppressed a laugh and said: "This is Xiao Wu's self-created Spirit Ability, Rabbit Kicks Eagle! Its power is even stronger than an average century-old Spirit Ability."
After the demonstration, Xiao Wu walked over with her chin tilted proudly. She indeed had reason to be proud, both of her own talent and her self-created Spirit Ability.
After watching Xiao Wu's demonstration, Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes sparkled with a strange light. Then she gently tugged on Yang Tian's sleeve and meekly asked: "Can a support system Spirit Master do it?"
Seeing Ning Rongrong's expectant look, Yang Tian gave a mischievous smile: "Kiss me, and I'll teach you a self-created Spirit Ability that's good for both offense and defense~"
Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes immediately widened into perfect circles upon hearing this. Then she directly put her hands on her hips, pointing an angry jade finger at Yang Tian and fuming: "You pervert, who would want to kiss you! Don't even think about it."
Yang Tian spread his hands: "This Spirit Ability of mine can be used as long as you have spirit power, and whether used for attack or defense, it's no weaker than a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ability. Tsk tsk, you're not interested? Then I'll teach Zhuqing."
Zhu Zhuqing quickly took a step back upon hearing this, a blush spreading across her cool face. She hastily said: "Can I, can I change the condition?"
"Of course, I'll even give it to you for free!" Yang Tian nodded, then teased Ning Rongrong: "Are you mad? Heh, I can teach it, I just won't teach you. I'm just playing, eh? I'm just asking, are you mad?"
Without Yang Tian needing to tease her further, Ning Rongrong was already furious. Her still-developing chest heaved up and down, blood rushed to her face, and her smiling face turned crimson: "Yang Tian, this girl is going to fight you!"
Ning Rongrong had never suffered such indignity, but she couldn't lash out. After all, why should Yang Tian teach her a self-created Spirit Ability? However, Yang Tian was giving it to Zhu Zhuqing for free, and this comparison made Ning Rongrong explode with anger.
Yang Tian looked at Ning Rongrong, who was about to charge over, and immediately hooked his finger with a lecherous grin: "Come here, then. Don't worry, I only see you as a brother, I won't hurt you, but don't blame me if I touch anything."