The Third Talent

[Ape Arms (Gray)]: Arm strength slightly increased.

"It is said that Xiao Feng chose the Nine-Wave Saber as his primary combat technique because his arms were slightly stronger than the rest of his body."

"Looks like that really was true."

Chen Yu could feel that after successfully copying the [Ape Arms] talent from Xiao Feng, the strength in his arms had indeed increased somewhat.

Not by much. It was very slight.

But it was better than nothing.

Compared to the [Blade Technique Grandmaster] talent he had copied from Fang Xiong, [Ape Arms] was utter garbage.

"Xiao Feng really is trash. Even his talent is this pathetic." Chen Yu sighed helplessly.

Still, no matter how small a fly was, it was meat. Something was better than nothing.

With that thought, Chen Yu could not help looking toward Fang Xiong.

As someone who possessed the Blade Technique Grandmaster talent, just how strong was Fang Xiong himself?

His comprehension of blade techniques was two hundred times that of an ordinary person!

And he even possessed an innate special ability like Blade Eye!

He could naturally see through the flow of force. Whether practicing blade techniques or fighting enemies, it had terrifying uses.

One day of training was roughly equivalent to an ordinary person's year of bitter cultivation!

He had only acquired this talent moments ago, yet the Thunder Extreme Saber had broken through its bottleneck and reached Greater Mastery!

It was precisely because he understood the terror of [Blade Technique Grandmaster] that Chen Yu knew Fang Xiong was anything but ordinary.

A Martial Arts Class at Jiangcheng No. 2 High School was actually hiding such talent?

Why would a peerless Martial Dao genius like this remain on a tiny Crimson Radiance Star instead of going to New Moon or somewhere even greater to develop?

"With my current strength, worrying about that is useless."

"What matters most now is copying as many talents as possible!"

The System Panel had finally reacted. He could forcibly copy another person's talents through battle.

Chen Yu's mind was now filled with fighting others.

He looked around. At that moment, nearly all the students in the Martial Arts Class had chosen sparring partners.

His clash with Xiao Feng had merely drawn a few brief glances. No one seemed inclined to pay him any attention.

"Battle!"

"I need to fight!"

"Better yet, I should build the persona of a Martial Arts Madman obsessed with battle. That way, no one will suspect anything!"

Chen Yu understood this well.

As long as he successfully established that persona, challenging people in the future would become perfectly natural.

Wasn't it normal for a Martial Arts Madman to seek out fights?

No one would become overly suspicious.

Thinking this, Chen Yu's gaze settled on someone. In the entire Martial Arts Class, only that person sat cross-legged without an opponent to spar with.

Or rather, no one was qualified to fight him.

"Him? Wang Qianjun!"

"The brightest rising star of Jiangcheng No. 2 High School's Martial Arts Class. Eighth Level of Body Tempering, and the Martial Dao genius most likely to enter one of Crimson Radiance Star's Three Elite Universities!"

"His talent is definitely not something trash like Xiao Feng can compare to!"

At that thought, Chen Yu's gaze immediately changed.

In his eyes, Wang Qianjun was now a walking talent. He surely possessed an exceptionally powerful Martial Dao talent.

But Chen Yu knew that he was absolutely no match for Wang Qianjun right now.

Even the Blade Technique Grandmaster talent could not make up for the absolute gap in cultivation, not to mention Wang Qianjun's mastery of martial arts was equally formidable!

"But... does winning or losing matter?"

"A Martial Arts Madman doesn't care about winning or losing. He only cares about... the thrill of battle!"

If he wanted to create the persona of a Martial Arts Madman, he naturally had to walk the path that only a Martial Arts Madman would take!

His eyes flickered as Chen Yu slowly walked toward Wang Qianjun.

"What is this kid... trying to do?" Fang Xiong noticed Chen Yu's movements, his gaze narrowing slightly as though he had guessed something.

"Winning against one Xiao Feng is enough to make him overconfident, but does this kid actually think he can beat Wang Qianjun too?"

"He's gone crazy, completely crazy!!"

Fang Xiong ignored everyone else and immediately focused all his attention on Chen Yu, afraid that Chen Yu would anger Wang Qianjun. Things would be hard to handle if that happened.

With Fang Xiong watching, Chen Yu would at least not be seriously injured.

By then, Chen Yu had already arrived before the cross-legged Wang Qianjun.

This Martial Dao genius wore a black training uniform, with a black spear laid across his legs. At this moment, he could not even be bothered to open his eyes.

"I'll give you three seconds to explain why you're here."

Chen Yu grinned. "You look a little lonely. How about I be your opponent?"

Wang Qianjun abruptly opened his eyes and stared at Chen Yu before him. A trace of surprise flashed through his eyes, as though he had not expected Chen Yu to say such a thing.

"You are not my opponent. I have no hobby of bullying the weak."

Chen Yu chuckled. "What a coincidence. Neither do I."

Arrogant!!!

Naturally, the other Martial Arts students could not have missed this scene. Everyone present even heard the conversation between Chen Yu and Wang Qianjun clearly.

What did Chen Yu mean?

He had only beaten Xiao Feng, who was at the bottom of the Martial Arts Class. Otherwise, Xiao Feng would not spend all day mocking Chen Yu.

Wasn't it because Xiao Feng bullied the weak and feared the strong? In the entire Martial Arts Class, Chen Yu was the only person he could beat!

But how did Chen Yu dare challenge Wang Qianjun?!!

"Holy shit, Chen Yu has gone mad. Did the pressure of being a Biohuman crush his mind?"

"I knew this day would come. The string in Chen Yu's head was pulled too tight, and it finally snapped."

"That's Wang Qianjun. Chen Yu's guts are just too big."

Everyone stopped fighting, their eyes all falling on Chen Yu.

Setting victory and defeat aside, the courage to challenge Wang Qianjun alone was enough to leave a deep impression.

Yet recklessness and courage were separated by just a single step.

"Are you sure?"

Wang Qianjun stared at Chen Yu.

He knew Chen Yu. After all, there was only one Biohuman in the entire Martial Arts Class.

But before this, he had not cared about Chen Yu's existence. Unlike that useless Xiao Feng, he had no interest in discriminating against Biohumans.

He only looked down on the weak.

"If you want to fight, then fight. You talk far too much." A trace of impatience flashed across Chen Yu's face.

Bang!

The moment he spoke, Wang Qianjun, who had been sitting cross-legged, shot into the air. With one arm gripping his spear, he swept it toward Chen Yu's chest.

Its force was immense, its speed astonishing, like a dragon bursting from the abyss—unstoppable once unleashed.

He was more than ten times, even a hundred times stronger than trash like Xiao Feng!

"I see it!"

Chen Yu's entire body tensed as he stared fixedly at the spear. The trajectory of its force was incomparably clear.

He moved after his opponent, yet arrived first!

Chen Yu swept his wooden saber sideways. Before the spear could build its momentum to its peak, the saber tip had already collided with the spear tip.

"Blocked it!" Joy appeared on Chen Yu's face.

The immense force traveled through the saber, making Chen Yu's arms tremble uncontrollably. Even the wooden saber itself let out creaking groans.

Though it was difficult, he had truly blocked that strike.

Even Fang Xiong, who had been preparing to intervene, relaxed slightly. "This kid dared challenge Wang Qianjun. He really does have something."

"Hm?" Wang Qianjun was somewhat surprised. He had not expected Chen Yu to intercept this casual strike midway.

But with a light flick of his wrist, force flowed through the spear like water, and the spearhead whipped out fiercely like a dragon's tail.

Sensing the change in the direction of Wang Qianjun's force, Chen Yu reacted in time and swung his saber again to intercept it.

Crack!

He blocked it, but not completely.

The instant the wooden saber collided with the spear, the violent force shattered it completely, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

The spear did not slow in the slightest. Like a long whip, it lashed across Chen Yu's chest.

Bang!

That terrifying force sent Chen Yu's blood and energy surging. His vision went black as he flew backward, knocking over several Martial Arts students in succession.

But before he completely lost consciousness, a message from the System Panel appeared before his eyes once more:

[Battle complete. Talent copied successfully]

[Copied Talent: Martial Dao Grade-B Bone (Blue)]

[Martial Dao Grade-B Bone (Blue): Martial Dao cultivation advances thirty times faster than an ordinary person's; no bottlenecks within the Body Tempering Realm]

"Battle... feels great!"

Knowing the talent had been copied successfully, Chen Yu smiled in satisfaction and finally closed his eyes, passing out with peace of mind.

Seeing this, the watching Martial Arts students all gathered around Chen Yu and began talking among themselves.

"I told you, how could this kid possibly beat Wang Qianjun? It was over in two strikes."

"How did he dare fight Wang Qianjun? Wasn't he obviously asking for a beating? Well, look at him now—he went straight to sleep!"

"Look, Chen Yu clearly passed out, so why does it feel like he's smiling so happily?"

Someone suddenly said this.

Everyone looked at Chen Yu's face together and indeed found him wearing an utterly content expression, as though he had not been the one who lost.

"He's so happy even after losing. Is he a masochist or something? Ew~"

"I really couldn't tell. Chen Yu is actually a battle maniac? He even dared provoke Wang Qianjun?"

"Sigh, such a fine Biohuman. He must have been driven mad, right?"