1386 He Must Be Pretending to Be a Pig! (1)
w.a.n.g Teng didn’t chase after the silver-haired girl. She was too fast. He would have a hard time catching up to her, even if he used his s.p.a.ce Flash.
She somehow turned into a beam of light, traveling just as fast as light itself.
That footwork was probably a unique light-element technique; strange and powerful.
If his guess was right, it could last longer than his s.p.a.ce Flash.
!!
The latter was a short distance footwork move that relied on a warrior’s explosive power. On the other hand, the girl’s technique allowed her to keep her light state for a long time, allowing her to escape while in light ray form.
w.a.n.g Teng had s.p.a.ce power, so he was confident he could eventually catch up.
However, there was no need for that.
It would be a needless ha.s.sle.
He would rather spend time searching for better things on the planet than waste effort fighting with her.
Still, he didn’t expect to meet a light-element warrior on that planet, one who seemed to hail from a powerful background.
Also, she wasn’t weak like the normal light-element fighters. She was actually on par with him.
He had a feeling they would meet again in the future.
But… her battle techniques are interesting! w.a.n.g Teng was in deep thought. His gaze became intense.
Both her fist skill and her footwork caught his eye.
Those light-element techniques were interesting!
He scanned his surroundings and his eyes lit up. He quickly picked up the attribute bubbles dropped by the silver-haired girl during their battle.
Constellation Force (Light)*2100
Fist of Light*100
Light Bolt*150
Constellation Force (Light)*2100
…
“Hahaha…” w.a.n.g Teng burst out laughing.
He got what he wanted.
He wanted the girl’s footwork and fist skill, and voila; they were there. The young girl had shared them through attribute bubbles.
The system boss is amazing!
Round Ball appeared. It was a little worried after noticing w.a.n.g Teng’s expression.
Is he depressed?
The young man had met a talented peer and suffered a little setback. It was the first time, so he probably was a bit dejected.
Please don’t go crazy!
“Why are you looking at me like that?” w.a.n.g Teng felt at a loss after seeing the concerned eyes of the latter, right after an abrupt appearance.
“Cough, are you all right?” Round Ball coughed awkwardly, then erased the worried gaze.
“Why won’t I be?” w.a.n.g Teng didn’t understand what the other was saying.
“That’s good, that’s good.” The small fellow thought he was putting on a strong front to cover up his frustration, so it nodded in agreement, not wanting to expose the hero.
“Weird,” w.a.n.g Teng said, having trouble finding something else to add.
Sigh, poor kid. Round Ball shook its head in silence. w.a.n.g Teng has to rely on himself to walk out of depression. Actually, this setback is not a bad thing; it can prevent him from underestimating talents from the different races in the universe.
w.a.n.g Teng didn’t know what Round Ball was thinking; he would feel helpless if he ever did.
The fellow was overthinking!
Is he someone who gets depressed easily?
Furthermore, w.a.n.g Teng had already gotten some goodies, like the light origin absorbed from the ‘seed’. He didn’t know what other uses the item had, but even if he did, the effects would be limited. Nothing was as important as the Light Origin.
Hence, he didn’t really care if the thing was taken away.
He just felt he had suffered a small loss and wanted to get it back next time.
What’s more, he picked up many good attribute bubbles. The silver-haired girl was the one who stood on the losing end.
She lost two battle techniques in exchange for that ‘seed’.
Who had the upper hand in the trade?
It was easy to tell.
Just then, some knowledge floated into w.a.n.g Teng’s mind. There wasn’t much, just the foundation, but he had indeed learned two battle techniques.
Fist of Light!
w.a.n.g Teng’s eyes s.h.i.+mmered. He threw a fist move and light force started gathering around it, allowing the fist glow to turn into a ball of light as it slammed on the surface of the sea. Small waves were formed.
Silence.
w.a.n.g Teng lifted his eyebrows. This power is indeed… at the foundation stage!
“Pfft!” Round Ball wanted to go back but stopped upon witnessing the skill deployed. It stared at w.a.n.g Teng, trying its best not to laugh.
“Laugh if you want to.” w.a.n.g Teng felt helpless.
“What skill is that? Why is it so weak…” Round Ball suddenly froze. “Wait, isn’t that the girl’s battle technique?”
“Did you just realize?” w.a.n.g Teng glanced at the little one from the corner of his eye.
Round Ball was wide eyed in astonishment. “You stole her battle technique?”
“Yes.” w.a.n.g Teng nodded. “Can’t I?”
Round Ball: …
What do you mean, ‘can’t I?’
This isn’t a matter of whether you can; it’s about the how!
Round Ball went all delirious.
w.a.n.g Teng’s punch was weak, but he had actually learned the essence of the skill. He would be able to use it properly after some practice.
How did he do it?
This isn’t right…
“Don’t look at me like that. You know that I’m a genius; I can learn skills after looking at them once. Besides, it’s not a profound technique,” said w.a.n.g Teng, bluffing his way out of it.
Round Ball didn’t know what to say.