Wang Xing was no longer so shocked by this voice.

He felt that he should have inherited something that can be called a system, and this electronic female voice is a sound simulated by the system to facilitate communication with him.

"It's great to get all the martial arts and skills that the characters currently donated to the card are now." Wang Xing couldn't help but feel excited. Skills such as Buddhist scriptures and Tibetan language may not be of much use to him, but the Yijin Jing and Xiao Wuxianggong are both amazing martial arts, which is simply too tempting. However, when he looked carefully at Jiumo Zhixiu's martial arts, he frowned, "Do Jiumo Zhi only know these kinds of martial arts?"

"According to the work of the Tianlong Bazi, Jiumozhi does only know these few martial arts."

"I remember Jiumozhi also knows the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple?"

"Sorry, host. In the work of the Tianlong Bazi, Jiumozhi only used Xiaoxianggong to simulate the 72 Shaolin skills. There is no clear point in the book that Jiumozhi knows any of the 72 Shaolin skills."

"Okay." Wang Xing was a little helpless.

"In addition, the host's current talent is level C, and the system will increase your talent to level S+." The electronic female voice continued.

"S+ level, isn't that the highest level, and is there anything higher than this?"

"No, talent that exceeds S-level is already the limit of life and cannot be higher. On a planet, there are countless people who exceed S-level."

Wang Xing nodded and understood in his heart.

When Wang Xing was not prepared at all, the cold and mechanical voice of the system suddenly came: "I detected that the host is in good condition and began to transform talents, and at the same time, martial arts and skills transmission!"
Chapter completed!