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"Hell yeah!" Azmodeus shouted with a fervent look on his face, as he had finally gotten what he wanted!
It took over 1100 Evolution Essence to obtain it, but it was all worth it in the end!
With this new Trait, my physical strength has taken another boost in the right direction, and if I'm correct in my speculations, then I should be close to reaching the Middle Stages of the 20% Tempering Marrow Realm in my overall combat power.
After coming to this conclusion, he decided to dump all of his remaining Evolution Essence into upgrading the level of his new Super Strength Trait.
BLING!
*Ding!* *You have used up 11,100 Evolution Essence in order to take your Super Strength Trait from Level 0 [0/100] to Level 3 [0/100,000]*
*Ding!* *Your overall combat power has tremendously improved!*
Following these system notifications and a surge of strength from within him, Azmodeus immediately opened up his system interface.
BLING!
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{[Infinite Evolution System]}
[Host: Azmodeus]
[Race: Human]
[Lifespan: 12/102]
[Cultivation: Absolute Peak Stages of the Peak Pulse Condensation Minor Realm (Body Refinement Major Realm.)]
[Overall combat power: Late Stages of the 20% Tempering Marrow Minor Realm]
[Level: 29]
[Evolution Essence needed for the next level: 15,000]
[Evolution Essence Bank: 14,000 → 2,900]
{[Stats:]}
[Strength: 178 + 84 (262)]
[Speed: 176]
[Defense: 179]
[Qi: 185]
[Cultivation Talent: 161]
[Spiritual Roots: Crystallized Embryo] (Rank: ???)
{[Assimilated Evolution Traits/Qualities]}
[Inherited Traits and Active Species Alterations:
[Stealth - Level 4] (J Rank)] → [0/100,000]
[Mirror Mirage - Level 3] (I Rank)] → [0/100,000]
[Super Strength - Level 3] (I Rank)] → [0/100,000]
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After understanding just how his new strength was quantified, Azmodeus looked around the fighting ring and saw that the last of the opponents were battling it out against each other.
And of the last thirty or so contestants, a few of the more sinister ones were looking to take advantage of the boy who was 'dozing' off in a corner of the ring...
"We should just go right up to him and knock him out! Taking out the trash before the real fights start will be beneficial for us brothers!" A young man with more facial hair than muscle remarked, his hands already tightly gripping onto a longsword.
"I agree! Let's just go and kick him out of the ring, real quick and easy like!" Another young man around fifteen years old agreed with the first man while conjuring up his inner strength, preparing to launch his most powerful technique.
Another young man with blonde hair added, "I think we should have him let his guard down first. What do you guys think?"
"Yeah, we can do that! Simply play the kind and magnanimous seniors willing to help out the newbie!"
After the man with facial hair spoke, all three of them, with their Viscera Training Large Success cultivation bases, moved in the direction of the lone twelve-year-old boy.
Upon making it a few meters away from the boy, the leader with the facial hair asked in a 'kind' voice, "Why don't you let us seniors-?"
However, before he could even finish his sentence while rubbing his hands like a schemer, a kick came flying out of nowhere!
BAM!
"!!!"
The man with the facial hair was knocked outside of the ring in a split second, given no time to react!
And before he even knew what had happened, his head hit the back of a hard concrete wall that separated them from the spectator stands!
BAM! CRACK!
The wall had a large spider web crack spread throughout, as the scrawny man was left unconscious, sliding down the wall before eventually hitting the tough ground floor.
"..." "..."
Both of the two other sinister men watched this scene play out as they wore dumbfounded looks on their faces.
However, they were soon taken out of their reveries by the voice of the boy who caused this all to go down as it did...
"I don't like people like you—people that use their power to bully those who they assume are far weaker themselves. Such people look like nothing more than trash in my eyes."
Azmodeus felt nothing but disdain for these three losers who really thought it was best to take out the 'weakest' person in the competition before moving onto the strongest ones.
First of all, that doesn't even make any sense, and second of all, can't you aim for higher?? Try to fight something stronger!
He couldn't understand the thinking process behind these fools, but regardless of his disgust, his figure blurred as he dashed in the direction of the first young man before moving onto the second one.
And without anyone in the crowd being able to see a single thing, both of the young men were shot into two separate arena walls, froth coming from their mouths!
"...."
A hush fell over the Yang Sect Arena as all of the spectators and even some of the VIP members honed in on the small frame of a boy—a boy who took out three Viscera Refining Large Success Stage Cultivators as easily as breathing...
There were only five of them in the entire competition, you know!? And now, three of them were taken out of the game just like that!
"Just how the hell was that boy able to accomplish that...?" Elder Yong mumbled with a tone of disbelief.
"I don't know, Elder Yong, but the one thing I know for sure is that this boy could be something big, something that our sect has been looking to find for the last century..." Elder Dong murmured, his antiquated gaze never leaving the sight of the black-haired boy nonchalantly sitting down on the fighting arena.
"Is he taking a break??" Elder Bin inquired with shock etched across his face.
He had never heard of someone who had the guts to take a break during the middle of a competition...
Just how brazen can one boy be?? And especially one who, a couple days ago, was deemed nothing more than irredeemable trash of the highest caliber! It doesn't make even the slightest bit of sense, no matter how many times I think it over!
......