All Realms: Sharing Talents Starting from Chicken Island

Only Niu Tou Lin Yan was left, roaring helplessly.

The others were also aware that these two were used to bickering.

They didn't say anything more and gradually left the dark space.

As for Douluo Lin Yan, he scratched his head and then left the dark space.

Soon, only Feng Yunlin Yan remained in the pitch-black space.

"Never mind, I'll go too."

"Now that I have this power, I should start thinking about my next steps."

Feng Yunlin yawned and then disappeared into the dark space as well.

. . . . . .

The world is in turmoil, the world is united, and the Heavenly Frost Hall stands tall.

Lin Yan, having left the pitch-black space, returned to the World Alliance.

As a handyman in the World Society, his main job was to help clean up various places in the World Society.

There aren't many menial disciples in the World Society.

The current World Society has only thirty disciples in total, including all the menial servants.

Almost all of them were people who were deemed to have no talent for martial arts.

Of course, there is one exception: Duan Lang.

As the son of Duan Shuai, the leader of the Southern Lin Sword Sect, Duan Lang could be considered to have joined the sect with his own skills. However, he only became a menial disciple because he offended the sect leader, Xiong Ba.

Even though he was just a menial disciple, Duan Lang was still doing quite well at the very bottom of the Tianxia Society.

Lin Yan picked up the broom, yawning as he prepared to head outside.

Before he had taken two steps, he saw Duan Lang leading two menial disciples toward Lin Yan.

"Lin Yan, go and sweep the steps at the foot of the mountain for me today."

"I need to practice my skills to prepare for the selection of the hall master in five days."

Duan Lang looked at Lin Yan and directly stated his plan.

Perhaps, like Lin Yan, he was a menial disciple.

However, among the menial disciples, he was considered a leader.

Many of the menial disciples who had no hope of promotion pinned their hopes on Duan Lang, hoping that when Duan Lang soared to great heights in the future, he would take them with him.

Lin Yan, like a few others, was not impressed by Duan Lang's arrogant personality.

Although the two grew up together, Lin Yan knew the entire plot of Feng Yun, so he never tried to curry favor with Duan Lang.

Duan Lang even caused Lin Yan a lot of trouble because of this.

"What does it have to do with me if you want to run for office?"

"Do your own thing."

Lin Yan picked up the broom and turned to leave.

But before he could take two steps, he was blocked by two lackeys beside Duan Lang.

"Lin Yan, don't be ungrateful."

"Yes, Duan Lang will soon be participating in the selection for the position of Hall Master."

"If Duan Lang becomes the hall master, he might promote you."

"Otherwise, don't blame us for turning ruthless."

The words spoken by Duan Lang's lackeys on both sides were truly fascinating.

Duan Lang was very pleased, and he looked at Lin Yan with a smile, arms crossed.

But Lin Yan's face also showed a hint of sarcasm as he watched this scene.

"You really think it's your turn, you menial disciple?"

"You're just a menial worker, what makes you think you're so special?"

"Does he think he's the son of Duan Shuai, the chief swordsman of Nanlin?"

"This identity is nothing special within the World Society."

Lin Yan looked at Duan Lang with disgust and ruthlessly tore away his last shred of dignity.

Duan Lang was always proud of his father, Duan Shuai, the leader of the Southern Lin Sword Sect.

Even though this pride was once crushed by Xiong Ba.

But deep down, he still felt proud of the title "Sword Master of the Southern Lin Sword Sect".

"Bastard thing!"

"How dare you speak to me like that!"

"If you call me something, then what are you?"

"At least I have the strength. When the gang leader sees me, he will naturally recruit me."

"But you, a piece of trash, dare to speak ill of my father like that!"

"Hit me!"

Duan Shuai glared angrily at Lin Yan, for he had never dared to retaliate against Xiong Ba in the past.

But today, even a lowly menial job might not be something that can make one suffer.

He immediately ordered his two lackeys to give Lin Yan a good beating.

Upon hearing that they could beat up Lin Yan, the two immediately swung their fists and charged at Lin Yan.

These disciples weren't originally menial servants.

Whether it's Lin Yan or the others, they have all received training in the World Society and have a foundation in martial arts.

He only became a menial disciple because he lacked talent.

These two naturally dared not act rashly when facing formal disciples of the World Society.

But Lin Yan was just a menial disciple like them, so why would they be afraid?

"boom!"

Lin Yan's lips curled up slightly. He unleashed a powerful burst of energy with just one punch against the two attackers.

He then sent the two of them flying.

Although the two were not injured, this display of internal force caused the three, led by Duan Lang, to slightly change their expressions.

"I never expected you to have such internal strength!"

"And he's hiding his true strength, working as a menial disciple here?"

Duan Lang looked on in disbelief. This was a menial disciple whom he could easily bully on a daily basis.

Lin Yan now possesses internal strength that even surprises him.

"It's none of your business. You should have some self-awareness."

"Don't forget why you became a menial disciple in the first place."

Lin Yan looked at Duan Lang, his face full of undisguised sarcasm.

With just one sentence, Duan Lang's expression turned extremely ugly.

With a sudden strike, he aimed a palm at Lin Yan's back.

This slap seemed to go beyond simply teaching Lin Yan a lesson.

With a single strike, the surrounding wind and waves converged completely.

As a descendant of the Duan family, Duan Lang's strength in the early stages of the World Society was greater than that of the two main characters, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng.

"Humph, I don't know what's good or bad."

Lin Yan felt the internal force coming from behind him, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

Without the slightest hesitation, he struck out with the same palm.

He possesses the Heavenly Dragon Heart Sutra, the highest mental cultivation technique of the Xuanwu Kingdom.

It is much more advanced than the mental techniques in Duan Lang's Eclipse Sword Technique.

In the contest of their internal strength, Lin Yan only used 30% of his power, yet he sent Duan Lang flying backward with a single palm strike.

This attack also caused Duan Lang to spit out a mouthful of blood.

In terms of internal strength alone, he knew he was no match for Lin Yan.

Clutching his chest, Duan Lang slowly stood up, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Duan Lang was not exactly magnanimous, and he was also a bully who preyed on the weak.

Otherwise, in the original work, she wouldn't have harbored such deep resentment towards Bu Jingyun.