I Can Enhance My Talents Using Unlimited Skill Points Chapter 153 – Revealing Oneself (I)  

“Rumble…”

Colorful lights lit up the sky, and a muffled explosion sounded from the depths of the forest.

Immediately after, a large area of the forest began to be razed to the ground. Towering trees fell one after another in the fight at the second stage of the warrior realm.

“There's going to be a huge storm in Jiangnan province. In the past, treasures like the porcelain bowl were directly handed over to Jiangnan City. I wonder what Ren Pingsheng is trying to do,” Wan Rong sighed with a serious expression.

Chen Yiming asked in surprise, “Will it attract the attention of those at the third stage of the warrior realm?”

That night, when Chen Yiming had forced Ren Pingsheng to retreat, no one else knew the truth behind the matter. They still felt that Ren Pingsheng's actions had hidden intentions that they could not understand.

“Big figures at this level have restrictions on their actions. They are not allowed to participate in the disputes of the lower levels.

However, there might still be a huge battle. Not only will the heads of the large sects fight for it, but other medium-sized factions might also take action,” Wan Rong explained.

“No wonder the Yue clan didn't dare to publicize it when they obtained the porcelain bowl and only used it on Yue Jingtian.” Chen Yiming nodded.

“The main thing is that the situation now is different from more than 10 years ago. Back then, the research on bloodline warriors had only just begun. Time was needed to verify the effects.

But now, Jiangnan City has already established a bloodline warrior army. This army is made up of hundreds of warriors, and they are making contributions on the battlefield.”

Wan Rong sighed.

From here on, he continued to voice what he had guessed.

“Ren Pingsheng probably didn't expect the large sects to have such a big reaction. In recent years, in order to cooperate with the research of the bloodline warriors in the province, the large sects have taken the initiative to hand over many such treasures.

After this battle, the value of the treasures used to develop bloodline warriors will probably increase exponentially. Once that happens, there will be a bloody battle.”

Chen Yiming remained silent.

He thought of the opportunity for his family members to rebuild their martial arts foundation.

As long as he was strong enough, he would be able to find a suitable treasure to develop a bloodline warrior. At that time, not only Chen Yingying, but even Father Chen and Mother Chen could embark on the path of martial arts.

The opportunity to prolong the lifespan of his family lay with the bloodline warriors.

Just as Chen Yiming and Wan Rong were deep in thought, the scope of the battle gradually increased. It seemed that before long, the mountain they were on would also fall within the range of the battle.

Seeing this, Wan Rong said in a low voice, “It looks like we won't have the chance to observe the battle at the second stage of the warrior realm. There are rules that forbid disputes among humans from affecting the cities. We'll return to East Lake City immediately.”

“Let's go,” Chen Yiming agreed with a nod.

Once he returned to East Lake City, he could part ways from Wan Rong and Wan Ya.

At that time, the outcome of the battle would be decided, and it would be just the right time for him to make an appearance.

Soon, the three of them rushed back to East Lake City.

In the Eastern Lake, less than 100 kilometers away from Jiangnan City and less than 10 kilometers away from the entrance of the Kunshan Sect, there was a small island with a diameter of more than a kilometer in the center of the lake. The Kunshan Sect had sent disciples to guard it all year round, and they regularly got rid of the mutant beasts in the lake, developing the island into a tourist attraction.

Therefore, tourists came all year round to tour around the island.

At this moment, after being affected by the battle, not to mention the tourists, but even the disciples of the Kunshan Sect had all retreated.

On the island in the middle of the lake, three inner court heads of the Kunshan Sect were sitting quietly with their backs against each other on the roof of the highest hotel. More than 10 factions had surrounded the island, trapping the three of them there.

The Kunshan Sect's fist technique was named the Five Labors and Seven Wounds Fist. It was a fist technique that was completely targeted at the body's organs. The three of them, Shi Qingxin, Xu Zhansheng, and Cheng Shikun, were the heads of the inner courts with techniques targeting the heart, liver, and kidney respectively.

The clothes of the three inner court heads were slightly tattered, and patches of blood had stained their clothes red. They looked rather disheveled and no longer had the composed demeanor they used to have.

At the warrior realm, one had internal force to protect themselves. Unless one broke through the defense of internal force, it was very difficult to injure the body.

The three inner court heads were all at the second stage of the warrior realm. Even with their combined strength, they were still severely injured. Clearly, they had been through many battles.

“Why isn't there any news yet? Could it be that the sect master doesn't plan to make a move?” Cheng Shikun let out a long breath and asked anxiously.

Shi Qingxin glanced at him and said indifferently, “Court Head Cheng, what's the use of being anxious at a time like this? Who asked your disciple to foolishly bid for the porcelain bowl? Now, our Kunshan Sect has become the target of concerted attacks…”

“You… Is there anything wrong with what he did?” Cheng Shikun stood up and said angrily.

“Calm down. The factions outside won't go so far as to go all out against the Kunshan Sect for a porcelain bowl. We just have to wait patiently for news,” Xu Zhansheng said in a low voice.

On the surface of the water around the island, there was more than one faction that had someone at the third stage of the warrior realm presiding over it.

The main reason why the three inner court heads had only suffered light injuries after breaking through the encirclement was because there were too many factions participating in the fight.

Most of the factions did not intend to risk their lives, and only wanted to prevent others from benefiting easily from this situation.

After Cheng Shikun vented his anger, he sat down again.

The wait was extremely torturous, and the three of them fell silent.

After a while, Cheng Shikun suddenly asked doubtfully, “Could it be that the other four inner court heads are deliberately stalling for time and haven't reported this to the sect master?”

“This is no joke. How would they dare to do that,” Shi Qingxin said coldly.

“Why wouldn't they dare to? During the conflict with the Myriad Phenomena Sect half a year ago, someone deliberately dragged us down,” Cheng Shikun said angrily.

“How can you use such groundless accusations as evidence?” Shi Qingxin said in a low voice.

Because the two of them had different opinions, they started arguing again after calming down.

Xu Zhansheng waited for the two of them to finish arguing before saying,

“We can't rule out this possibility. The Eastern Lake is already very close to the Kunshan Sect.

Unless something has happened in the sect, even if the sect master doesn't make a move, the other inner court heads should also have come to help.”

“Do you still think the other inner court heads wouldn't dare to mess around?” Cheng Shikun looked at Shi Qingxin.

Shi Qingxin frowned and did not reply.

Among the seven inner courts of the Kunshan Sect, the combination of cultivation techniques would be greater than the sum of its parts. Therefore, on the surface, all the inner court heads and disciples would group up to take action together.

However, in truth, they were not all united. There would be conflicts of interest between the inner courts.

Cheng Shikun, Shi Qingxin, and Xu Zhansheng were close to each other, so after receiving Cheng Shikun's request for help, Shi Qingxin and Xu Zhansheng immediately set off.

When the three of them finally broke out of the encirclement and arrived at the secret base of the Kunshan Sect in the Eastern Lake, they sent a message back to the sect asking for more reinforcements, but there was still no news from them.

Around the island in the middle of the lake, more than 10 factions were scattered around, and from time to time, someone would report back to the factions backing them.

No faction was willing to take the initiative to fight the three inner court heads to the death, including the large sects on the same level as the Kunshan Sect.

Chen Yiming appeared with a black mask covering his face and dressed in a black cloak. He had just arrived after following the traces of the battle.

He used his black fog internal force to conceal his body and stood under a poplar tree by the river, observing the situation before him.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, carrying with it fallen branches and leaves. Many of them were stopped in the air by his concealed figure.

On the surface of the lake dozens of meters away from Chen Yiming,

“Come out and stop hiding,”

an old man in a loose robe noticed the abnormality by the lake and spoke.

This person had white hair and white eyebrows. Although he was old, his eyes were bright, and he did not have the turbidity of an old man.

An old woman accompanied the old man.

Although she looked old, she had a head of thick black hair.

Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and from her back, it was impossible to tell that she was an old woman.

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