Skill extraction starting from Dragon Clan

In New York City, inside a space isolated by a barrier.

A group of people in black robes are gathering here, constantly writing and drawing in front of their eyes. A large amount of energy gathers together to form a complex magic circle that makes people feel dizzy just by looking at it.

As if something went wrong suddenly, a man in black robes in the crowd who had been responsible for coordinating the situation ran to the center of the space in panic.

There is also a group of men in black robes standing here quietly, seemingly waiting for something.

Although they are also wearing black robes, judging from the complex patterns on the black robes and the surging energy fluctuations emanating from their bodies, they should be the leaders of this group of black robes.

"President, it's a special emergency! An unplanned alien entity broke through the barrier shield we set up and entered the barrier!"

"Did the other party break our barrier so quickly?!" Although the man in black robe standing in the center was covered by his hood and couldn't see his expression clearly, you could still hear the solemnity in his tone. .

The man in black robe who came to report the news was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in a dry voice: "No, our barrier has not been broken, the other party just broke in directly."

"Impossible! What do you think that barrier is?! Anyone can break in..."

A man in black robe next to him suddenly became furious after hearing this. However, before he could finish his sentence, he involuntarily lowered his voice.

The expressions of the other silent men in black robes also changed. There was even some commotion in the originally quiet group, because everyone thought of that terrible possibility.

The body of the man in black robe standing in the center shook involuntarily, and he forcibly stabilized his unbalanced mentality. He firmly shook the staff in his hand, and a breathtaking gaze shot out from the shadow of the hood, staring at him intently. The man in black robe who reported the news.

"Have you confirmed the other party's identity?"

"The identity has been confirmed... No! It should be said that the other party has not concealed his identity at all." After a slight pause, he licked his dry lips, and the man in black robe spoke the information in his hand with a trembling voice, "The target's identity It has been confirmed that he is the violent king among the thirteen kings of the alien world!"

"hiss……"

Even though they had already thought of the possible outcome, after confirming the identity of the target, there was still a gasp from the crowd.

"The worst possibility has happened..." the leader of the Warlock Association lamented, but after hearing the result, he calmed down.

"So...how much damage has the tyrannical king caused to the formation of the barrier now?"

The so-called formation refers to the giant black square pillars inside the barrier that reach into the sky and the earth. They can be thought of as the "needle and thread" that "sews" the two worlds together.

After the barrier is fully set up, these columns will automatically disappear.

But in the process of setting up the barrier, these square pillars must be relied on to sew and connect the two worlds. This is also when the entire barrier is most vulnerable.

It is said that they are fragile, but in fact these giant pillars themselves have unimaginable defensive power.

Theoretically, even a direct hit by a tactical nuclear bomb cannot destroy these formations.

What's more, just in case, the Warlock Association has prepared formations that far exceed the theoretical requirements.

So even if someone really wants to take this opportunity to destroy the entire barrier, it is almost impossible.

Of course, it's just "almost".

The Thirteen Kings are the exceptional beings who can truly destroy formations and even destroy entire enchantments.

Others also held their breath, preparing for a tragic number.

But it was different from what they expected. The man in black robe who came to deliver the message had a strange look on his face when he looked at the information in his hand:

"Uh... there was no damage. Although the opponent broke the barrier and entered the barrier, the barrier has now repaired itself. In addition, he did not cause damage to the main formation of the barrier. "

"Then what did he come in for?"

"It seems like you are fighting someone?"

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While the Warlock Association was still confused, the battle on Zheng Shu's side had already entered a fever pitch.

There was no dialogue, no explanation. The tall and thin figure with the iron mask covering his face only paused for a moment after appearing. After confirming Zheng Shu's identity, he immediately launched an attack on him.

It seemed as if his only purpose here was to fight Zheng Shu.

boom!

The ground shattered, the walls collapsed, and two figures amidst the smoke and dust rushed into the building in the sky, causing the ordinary people inside who were already frightened to scream in terror.

But before these ordinary people could react further, their consciousness disappeared along with the powerful shock wave.

The destructive force erupted when the two figures collided was like two giant beasts. They ran rampant, and wherever they passed, whether they were safes that could withstand gunfire or walls made of reinforced concrete, they were easily destroyed.

Just the aftermath of the confrontation while passing through the building completely destroyed the entire floor. After the two shadows flew out from the outer wall on the other side, the entire building could no longer support it and slowly collapsed amidst the vibrations.

In mid-air, with countless cement fragments splashing around, Zheng Shu clenched his fists and faced off head-on with the enemy in front of him without any fancy.

The two people who could fly forgot their flying ability at this moment, and fell from a height of hundreds of meters while attacking each other.

In the constant and rapid fight, Zheng Shu seemed to be unable to keep up with the opponent's rhythm.

Finally, after a certain fistfight, Zheng Shu had no time to react, and a flaw appeared on his body.

Seizing this opportunity, the tall and thin black figure punched out without hesitation, accurately hitting Zheng Shu's side face, completely smashing the bones and muscles and skin of half of his head, and Zheng Shu's whole body fell under the enemy.

Boom!

The short high-altitude fall was fleeting, and the two fell from the sky and hit a large piece of ruins with a highway road surface.

The terrible impact force directly knocked this giant ruin that was several kilometers long upside down, and the rolling air waves blew away the sand and gravel on the ruins.

The sudden change startled the people hiding in the ruins. They grabbed the objects around them and tried to stabilize their bodies, but more people were unable to react and were blown into the sky like sitting on a seesaw.

However, before these people could scream, a large piece of black Qi flew out from somewhere and wrapped around them, turning into black crystals one after another.

These black crystals trembled slightly and then disappeared into the sky.

Not many people saw this scene, because after these people in the sky turned into black crystals and disappeared, the people on the ground also showed the same changes.

In less than a second, dozens of people hiding in the ruins disappeared from the world.

On the other side of the ruins, beside a radial deep pit that had just been hit, a tall and thin figure stood quietly here, looking at Zheng Shu lying in the center of the deep pit.

After knocking Zheng Shu to the ground, he did not take advantage of his advantage to continue attacking. Instead, he jumped back and distanced himself, as if he was waiting for something.

After seeing all the people hiding in the ruins turned into black crystals and disappeared, the tall and thin figure turned his attention back to Zheng Shu.

"Have you rescued them?"

The tall and thin figure finally said the first sentence since he appeared in front of Zheng Shu.

His voice was neither hoarse nor cold. Contrary to his appearance, the black figure's voice could even be called gentle.

Although the question was asked without a beginning or an end, Zheng Shu, who was resting in the middle of the deep pit, understood what the other party was asking.

"Almost."

He jumped up from the ground and stood up. Zheng Shu stroked the other half of his head that had completely healed.

Although the injury had completely healed, the heart-wrenching pain seemed to still remain in his body.

"Then finish it quickly! For these garbage, you have been absent-minded since you started fighting me. Most of your attention was on protecting those garbage, and even your fists became weak.

Do you know how many people dream of fighting me in that world?"

"To be honest, I don't really know."

Zheng Shu looked up at the tall and thin figure standing on the edge of the deep pit with his arms clasped, tilted his neck, and shook his arms to adjust his muscles.

On the other side, with the rapid expansion of mental power, the survivors hidden in the surrounding ruins, whether corpses or living people, turned into a piece of black crystal.

Then disappeared out of thin air and appeared in Zheng Shu's portable space.

After confirming that he had cleared a large enough venue, Zheng Shu glanced at the pile of black crystals in his portable space, then looked up and smiled at the tall and thin figure.

"But since you are willing to give me this time, then I will remember your favor."

"Favor?"

Although his face was covered by a full-covering mask, and his expression and eyes could not be seen clearly, Zheng Shu could still feel the other party's ridicule from his tone.

"What's the use of your favor?"

"What's the use? Let me think..."

Zheng Shu made a thinking gesture, exerted a little force on his feet, and jumped out of the deep pit lightly, jumping behind the tall and thin figure.

Looking at the tall and thin figure who turned around to face him, Zheng Shu suddenly showed a wild smile on his face.

"Of course, I will spare your life in the next battle!"

"..."

The tall and thin figure was silent for a moment, and the irritable and aggressive momentum slowly overflowed from his body and quickly spread towards Zheng Shu.

Facing the enemy's temptation, Zheng Shu also released his dragon power without hesitation. The heavy and oppressive majesty collided with the momentum of the opposite side, and the invisible collision of power made the surrounding fog vibrate.

The momentum between the two sides was separated at the touch, and neither of them took any advantage. The similar mocking mental fluctuations emanating from the tall and thin figure disappeared, followed by high fighting spirit and endless laughter.

"Hahahahahahaha!!! It seems that I really can't use this favor of yours anymore!"

"Ha!"

With a sneer, Zheng Shu raised his foot and stepped forward. The next moment, his body tore through the air and came in front of the tall and thin figure.

"Come!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, the tall and thin figure extended his fist.

The seemingly thin fist turned into black light and cut through the air, transforming into fist shadows all over the sky, completely engulfing Zheng Shu who had just arrived in front of him.

Compared to the previous direct attack, this time the tall and thin figure's moves became soft and agile.

Each punch had the terrifying power to easily tear apart a building, but the light and shadow displayed were incredibly gorgeous.

Although he was called the Tyrannical King in the other world, it did not mean that he could only fight tyrannically.

"Tyranny" refers to his attitude towards cultivation.

The Tyrannical King has his own ideas about cultivation. He believes that if you want to continue on this path, you must always have the belief of sacrificing your life at any time.

So whether he is guiding others to practice or practicing himself, he can very accurately squeeze the practitioner's body, will, and even life to the limit of death.

The feeling of being really dead in the next moment will make any so-called useless practitioner constantly break through the limit of his own thinking under the pressure of life and death.

As a price, under the continuous and dying psychological pressure, even the extremely nervous aliens who think they are indifferent to life and death can't hold on for a few days before they become mentally ill due to the huge pressure.

But for those who are trained by the Tyrannical King, this is the beginning of hell.

The philosophy that the Tyrannical King firmly believes in does not allow anyone to quit or escape halfway. No matter how broken, crazy and crazy the mentor becomes, he will not stop his guidance.

Absolute power brings absolute command ability, so that the mentor cannot escape no matter what.

When the mentor finally reaches the level of strength that the Tyrannical King is satisfied with, his spirit has basically collapsed completely and he has become a madman who really regards death as nothing.

Although not all people will do evil things, such a psychological attitude will definitely cause various problems.

People who have been trained by the Tyrannical King will generally lose their lives after causing riots one after another.

The only person who can really persist under the training of the Tyrannical King and constantly improve his strength has always been the Tyrannical King himself.

At this moment, the Tyrannical King, who has performed a new move and feels that he has made another breakthrough, feels a surge of joy in his heart.

Before the smile hidden behind the mask can be fully raised, a huge force comes from the fist.

The shadows of fists in the sky disappeared in an instant, leaving only a pair of fists tightly held by Zheng Shu.

The energy wrapped in the fists of the Tyrannical King was crushed by Zheng Shu's bare hands, and the materialized black light turned into chains, firmly controlling the opponent's fists in his hands.

Bang!

The dull sound of flesh hitting came, and the Tyrannical King felt a pain in his ribs.

Looking down, Zheng Shu's leg had kicked his ribs at some point, and most of his body even lost consciousness for a short time under the sudden attack.

Without any hesitation, the Tyrannical King also used his leg skills to kick Zheng Shu.

However, the leg that Zheng Shu attacked drew an arc lightly as if it had no bones, and accurately landed on the thigh root that the Tyrannical King had just raised.

The power that had just gathered was accurately dispersed by this blow. The Tyrannical King endured the soreness and numbness from his thigh, and began to exert force on his upper body that had just recovered.

The muscles of the Tyrannical King's skinny body bulged, and veins bulged under his skin. Although his muscles were skinny, they were as powerful as twisted steel cables when they twisted.

Zheng Shu's muscles also bulged, and his skin glowed red as his blood rushed rapidly.

Both sides tacitly did not use any strength at this time, but instead used their pure physical strength to fight.

Waves of power were transmitted from both sides' bodies into the ruins below, and the huge ruins collapsed into pieces in the shaking.