Ding!
You fought an exhilarating battle under a special environment. Your mastery and understanding of all abilities (except swordsmanship) have risen greatly. Armament Haki, Observation Haki, and Azure Dragon Fruit proficiency +1000. Six Forms proficiency +2000.
[Heaven Rewards the Diligent System]
Name: Zhao Xuan
Age: 18
Spirit: 108.23 / 399.35
Physique: 998.46 / 2414.68
Abilities:
Shave (Grandmaster: 1163 / 16000)
Iron Body (Grandmaster: 3604 / 16000)
Paper Art (Grandmaster: 1700 / 16000)
Moonwalk (Grandmaster: 1030 / 16000)
Tempest Kick (Grandmaster: 2663 / 16000)
Finger Gun (Grandmaster: 135 / 16000)
Swordsmanship (Master: 3935 / 8000)
Observation Haki (Master: 4323 / 80000)
Armament Haki (Master: 8831 / 80000)
Azure Dragon Fruit (Master: 5956 / 80000)
Six Forms—
Shave: Grandmaster!
Iron Body: Grandmaster!
Paper Art: Grandmaster!
Moonwalk: Grandmaster!
Tempest Kick: Grandmaster!
Finger Gun: Grandmaster!
All advanced to Grandmaster realm!
Pure exhilaration surged through Zhao Xuan as he stared at the panel.
One battle.
Fifteen thousand proficiency points.
This was insane.
This was explosive.
This was equivalent to an entire month—or more—of bitter cultivation.
His growth was skyrocketing, like he had turned on cheats.
"This… this is real cultivation!"
"This is real training!"
"If I could fight like this every day, life would be perfect!"
While he basked in excitement—
The quiet stadium erupted again.
Waaah!
Cheers burst out everywhere.
"He won! He won again!"
"Hahaha! That's fifteen consecutive wins!"
"A one-vs-fifteen sweep—if this spreads, those countries will lose all their face!"
"Good kid! What a damn good kid!"
"…!"
Kyushu ability users roared with laughter.
Meanwhile, the foreign ability users were silent—faces dark, cold eyes fixed on Zhao Xuan, killing intent boiling.
Anyone unaware would think Zhao Xuan owed them hundreds of billions.
…
Zhao Xuan quickly calmed down.
He didn't bask long in victory.
Because—
He knew another brutal fight awaited.
Though he gained massively,
His spirit and physique were also heavily depleted.
And he had already finished the last three pouches of mid-grade energy fluid.
Awkward.
His current state was only about 30% of his peak.
Against ordinary fourth-, fifth-, or even sixth-rank ability users—
Thirty percent was more than enough.
But—
He was about to face the strongest among the foreign candidates.
Alexander.
Without question, Alexander was the apex among them.
His strength was definitely above India's "Buddha Son" and Japan's "Little Sword God."
No—
To be precise—
Alexander was stronger than both.
Otherwise—
Those two would not have hidden their trump cards until the last desperate moment.
Otherwise—
Alexander would not have been assigned Room No. 1—the best room—on the very first day.
"With my current condition… if I force myself to fight him now, I will absolutely lose. I consumed too much stamina and spirit against the others…"
Thinking this—
Zhao Xuan paused.
And suddenly realized.
This was why Weakson knew Zhao Xuan was using him as a practice dummy, yet never exposed it.
"So that's it… He deliberately dragged the fight to exhaust me…"
Understanding this, Zhao Xuan chuckled.
"I'll admit it—weirdly enough, your plan actually worked.
But you really underestimated me."
His eyes flashed.
Zhao Xuan swiftly pulled out the small fingertip-sized chunk of stone stalactite the golden rat had given him—
And tossed it directly into his mouth.
The moment he took it out—
SHUA SHUA SHUA SHUA!!
In the audience—
Every seventh- and eighth-rank ability user abruptly shot to their feet.
"That—THAT IS…!!"
"A divine… divine medicine?!"
"Grass—!"
"That brat, how can he waste it like that?! That's a divine medicine!"
"A waste! A huge waste! That piece alone is worth at least ten years of lifespan!"
"Ruined! Completely ruined! That bit—if refined into a Life-Extension Pill—it could sell for twenty or thirty billion!"
"…"
Everyone wore expressions of pain—
Even the high-rank ones.
Because "divine medicine" was special.
Unlike ordinary herbs, it had no level—
All divine medicine was beyond ninth-rank.
All were tenth-rank miraculous treasures.
Filled with endless vitality—
Mostly used to refine longevity pills.
Though this world had supernatural powers—
People still aged.
Still died.
Below seventh rank, lifespans were like Zhao Xuan's previous world—around 70–80 years.
Seventh rank: around 200 years.
Eighth rank: around 500 years.
Ninth rank: around 1000 years.
Ten years of lifespan—
To them—was very precious.
And even more precious—
Divine medicine healed ancient internal injuries.
Every top-tier expert carried internal wounds from battles.
When young, it didn't matter.
But when old—
Those injuries became unbearable torture.
Many seventh ranks failed to break into eighth rank because of these old wounds.
Many eighth ranks failed to reach ninth rank because of them.
That was the value of divine medicine.
Which was why everyone was shocked when Zhao Xuan used it to merely recover stamina.
He didn't need divine medicine at all.
With his physique—
Even absorbing one-tenth would be lucky.
The remaining nine-tenths—
Would be wasted.
"GRASS!!!"
Kyushu candidates' waiting area.
Fatty Peng Hu yelled:
"WHAT A WASTE!
This guy—this GUY!
That was divine medicine!
He just ate it like a snack!
Damn it! Standing next to him makes me feel like a poor country bumpkin!"
"Grass!"
"Fck!"
"Holy sht!"
"Ni-ma!"
"Not human!"
"…!"
All Kyushu candidates cursed.
They all understood its value.
…
Zhao Xuan knew none of this.
Because—
The moment he swallowed the divine medicine—
Endless vitality surged through him, flooding every cell.
As if he were soaking in a spring of life.
But—
It was too potent.
Most of the vitality was spilling out of his pores.
Zhao Xuan panicked.
He refused to waste it.
He desperately tried to absorb every drop—
But—
Even so—
Huge amounts of vitality still overflowed.
Several referees exchanged glances—
And silently stepped closer.
Surrounding Zhao Xuan like stars around the moon—
As if protecting him.
But in reality—
They were quietly absorbing the life energy leaking from him.
One breath was worth hundreds of thousands.
Zhao Xuan felt the vitality leaking out faster—
He nearly "cried."
"No, no, no—stop escaping!
Stay inside me!
Let me absorb you slowly!"
In his desperation—
He suddenly remembered something.
"Right! Right! Dragon-man form!
In dragon-man form my absorption rate for spiritual herbs increases several times!"
Thinking this—
ROAR!
He instantly entered dragon-man form.
Immediately—
The rate of overflowing vitality slowed significantly.
"Whew…"
He exhaled in relief and focused fully on absorbing the energy.
The referees around him noticed the sudden drop in energy density—
They looked surprised.
But they didn't move away.
Because even weakened, the vitality around him was still extremely rich.
Time passed.
Ten minutes later—
The divine medicine's effect finally ended.
Zhao Xuan's condition—
Was completely restored.
But—
His expression was not happy.
Instead, his face was filled with grief.
"GRASS!!!"
Thinking of the wasted vitality, Zhao Xuan felt his heart bleed.
"What the hell is that stone stalactite the golden rat gave me?!
Why did it contain such terrifying vitality?!
If I had known, I would've rested first!
I wouldn't have eaten it immediately!"
"So much wasted!
Even in dragon form, I barely absorbed one-tenth!
The remaining nine-tenths—GONE!"
"My heart… it hurts!!!"
Meanwhile—
The referees who absorbed his leaked vitality—
Were glowing with rosy skin, energetic like they won the lottery.
"Forget it… what's done is done. Can't regret now. Treat it as a lesson."
"Anyway, that golden rat still has a big chunk left. Next time I'll… take some."
With that thought—
Zhao Xuan refocused.
His gaze shot toward Alexander.
Alexander, who had been resting with closed eyes, felt Zhao Xuan's intent—
He opened his eyes, meeting Zhao Xuan's stare.
After a brief silence—
Zhao Xuan spoke:
"Referee, I want to continue.
This time, I challenge the foreign candidate in position 1."
SHUA SHUA SHUA SHUA!!
Everyone's gaze locked onto Alexander.
He slowly stood up—
Step by step—
Walking onto the arena.
Then—
BWEEP!!
The start whistle blew.
TAT TAT!!
Zhao Xuan moved instantly.
He did not activate the Azure Dragon Fruit.
As he had decided earlier—
He didn't want to rely too much on it.
This was only a probe.
Alexander stood calmly, unmoving.
Zhao Xuan appeared before him—
His fist crashing down toward Alexander's head.
Only then—
Alexander moved.
His right hand shot out—
So fast Zhao Xuan didn't even register it—
And seized Zhao Xuan's fist.
Then—
BOOM!!
Alexander's left fist slammed into Zhao Xuan's abdomen.
BOOM!!
Zhao Xuan flew, smashing into the ground dozens of meters away.
A crater opened beneath him.
"You know…"
Alexander didn't pursue.
He stood coldly in place, voice flat:
"Before stepping onto the stage, Weakson told me he'd exhaust your stamina for me.
Do you know what I told him?"
Before Zhao Xuan could answer—
"I rejected him."
"Yes. I rejected his offer."
"Do you know why?"
TAT!
In a blink—
He appeared before Zhao Xuan.
BOOM!!
A punch crashed down.
Zhao Xuan reacted instantly—
Entering partial dragon-form.
He didn't retreat—
He counterpunched.
BOOM!!
He was blown away again.
Alexander's voice followed him:
"Because—I have absolute confidence in my own strength."
TAT!
He appeared before Zhao Xuan again.
BOOM!
Another punch.
Zhao Xuan stayed in partial dragon form.
Iron Body activated silently—
BOOM!!
He flew again.
Before he even landed—
Alexander arrived.
His fist was pitch black—
And beneath the darkness—
Golden light shimmered faintly.
That meant—
This wasn't just Armament Haki.
This was a Grandmaster-level Six Forms ability fused with it.
Yet none of the Six Forms were fist-based techniques.
Which meant—
Alexander's mastery had surpassed normal ability limits.
Even so—
Zhao Xuan did not use full dragon form.
He tried Paper Art—
But Alexander's speed—
Was simply too fast.
Observation Haki caught it—
But his body couldn't follow.
Paper Art failed.
BOOM!!
He was blasted away again.
He coughed twice—
Blood dripped from his lips.
"So painful…"
He rubbed his chest.
"Looks like I really can't hold back anymore."
ROAR!!
He entered dragon-man form fully.
Alexander arrived instantly.
BOOM!!
A punch.
Zhao Xuan's expression froze cold.
"Grandmaster Armament?
Grandmaster-level Six Forms?
You think you're the only one with power?"
He met the punch—
BOOM!!
Both fists collided.
The shockwave shattered tiles within tens of meters.
Sand and dust stormed through the air.
"Interesting… interesting… interesting!"
Amid the dust—
Zhao Xuan laughed wildly.
Despite deciding not to rely on brute force—
He had to admit:
The pure physical clash—
The collision of flesh and power—
The impact of fist against fist—
Was intoxicating.
They clashed again.
And again.
And again.
Fist exploding against fist—
Over and over—
Ten punches.
Twenty punches.
Thirty punches.
Forty.
Fifty.
Sixty…
In a blink—
Over a hundred.
Neither stepped back.
Neither stopped.
Both went mad.
For half an hour straight—
They stood toe-to-toe—
Punching—
Punching—
Punching—
Until their arms split with cracks.
Blood flew.
The arena half-collapsed.
Shockwaves burrowed into the earth.
The entire stadium trembled.
No—
Not just the stadium.
The ground across dozens of miles shook.
"What the hell?!"
"It's happening again!"
"You can't tell me this earthquake is caused by students again?!"
"This force… it's comparable to a seventh-rank Quake-Quake user!"
"These youths… terrifying!"
Around the Imperial Capital Gymnasium—
Citizens gasped in disbelief.
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