Talent Thief System
The Power of Talent

"School Head, the other party is from Baiyun Training High School, we really are.."

Before Lin Gensheng finished speaking, he was interrupted by principal Zhang Fenghe.

"Let them make a fuss." Zhang Fenghe waved his hand and immediately walked into the principal's office.

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An Yue College, the small forest behind.

At this moment, many Anyue College students were standing in the small forest, their faces were all extremely glowing, just because they knew they would soon see a big battle.

"You're Chen, you still don't know who he is?" Yang Feng said as he looked at Ye Chen with disdain.

"He is a Baiyun Training High School student, my cousin Wu Yun, senior reserve warrior, middle talent, second-rate strength talent!"

Yang Feng continued.

All the students were dumbfounded the moment he said this.

Talent was already a super genius in Anyue Academy, and there was a second-rate power talent?

You should know that second-rate strength talent is an attribute talent!

As long as a student is found to be gifted with attributes, he or she will soon be trained by the college.

Liu Qianqian sensed that there was a thick worry on his white face, although Ye Chen was stronger than him, but instead his opponent was a senior/high-level reserve warrior, and he also had a talent for lower strength.

"Qianqian, you don't have to worry at all, actually I don't.."

Ye Chen did not finish speaking, and Yang Feng's shouting voice once again spread into everyone's ears.

"Ye Chen, even though you are a high-level talent, you are only a medium-level reserve warrior. Kneel down and beg for mercy. Maybe my cousin could save your life."

At this moment, Yang Fengs face was just as proud.

Wu Yun was very proud of his face when he heard this. Clearly, he was enjoying Yang Feng who was bragging about him.

All the students in the small forest looked at each other, all looking at Ye

Chen, wondered how Ye Chen would answer.

"You..." Ye Chen looked at Wu Yun, "Wait what else?"

Disciple Wu Yun suddenly shrank when he heard this, but after all he did not expect that Yang Feng would tell his identity, and Ye Chen could still be so calm.

Upon hearing the sound of falling, Wu Yun raised his fist and hit Ye

Chen with a punch, with a trace of wind in his fist.

Backup fighters could not practice skills, they could only practice some physical exercises, of course, Ye Chen was the exception.

Forging a heavy body can reach 80 catties!

The forged double body can emit a force of 120 kilograms!

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Junior reserve fighters can reach the strength of seven hundred jin.

Intermediate reserve fighters can reach a thousand catties.

Advanced reserve fighters were able to reach a strength of 1,200 jin.

Coupled with his low strength talent, Wu Yun could play at least 1,500 jin.

All the students opened their eyes wide, and Wu Yun's punch almost hit Ye Chen.

strength?

Ye Chen smiled coldly, now he is a senior reserve warrior, with a medium strength talent!

He could reach a strength of at least 2,000 pounds!

If you add the profound skills of the powerful bull demon fist, the level of terror is even more obvious.

Just when Wu Yun was about to approach Ye Chen, Ye Chen punched him!

"explosion!"

Ye Chen's fist and Wu Yun's fist collided violently.

Yang Feng naturally knew how pitiful Ye Chen would end up, but when he saw the painful expression on Wu Yun's face, he was stunned.

All the students saw a painful expression on Wu Yun's face.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Wu Yun gritted his teeth and forcefully endured the pain, looked at Ye Chen and said.