"Hey." The soldier glared at the worker and demanded, "Restrict and remove all records of Player Yuan's matches."
"T-That would be a little…" The worker hesitated.
Even if the man was a soldier, unless he had enough authority, he couldn't make such demands.
The soldier shoved his badge into the worker's face and said, "Look closely again."
The worker narrowed his eyes at the badge.
"!!!"
The moment he recognized the rank engraved on it, his eyes widened in shock.
"M-My apologies! I will carry out your mand immediately!"
A few moments later, the display broadcasting Yuan's match suddenly vanished, replaced by another, leaving the spectators confused.
"What the heck? What happened to that guy's match?"
"The only time a match is removed in the middle of a fight is when the workers deliberately change the display."
"Why would they do that? What was wrong with his match?"
Displeased by this, some of the spectators went to plain to the workers.
"Hey! Why'd you cut off Player Yuan's match? There are a lot of people watching that!"
"I apologize for the inconvenience, but it was requested by a soldier," said the worker with an apologetic bow.
"A soldier…?"
The man turned and spotted the soldier who had requested the removal walking away in the distance.
"W-Wu Wang?!" he exclaimed in shock, unable to understand why someone so powerful had intervened.
A few moments later, Wu Wang returned to his colleague, who immediately inquired, "So, which Division does that asshole belong to?"
Wu Wang shook his head and responded, still with a doubtful look on his face, "Apparently, he doesn't belong to the military."
"What?! That's impossible!" Shi Fa exclaimed in disbelief, reacting similarly to Wu Wang minutes ago.
"I don't know how he's acquired the technique, but this has some serious implications," said Wu Wang with a deep frown on his face.
The only way for a civilian to acquire a technique restricted to the military was for a soldier to share it with them, and such a crime could be punishable by death.
"What now?" Shi Fa asked a moment later.
"We can only wait for him to e out to question him," said Wu Wang.
"Should we contact our supervisor?"
"No… Let us handle this ourselves for now. If it turns out that we truly have a leaker, we will deal with it then."
Thus, the two of them started waiting for Yuan. Unbeknownst to them, they'd be standing there for a long time.
Meanwhile, pletely unaware of this, Yuan continued fighting in matches.
For his first match as an Expert, Yuan faced a Fifth Ascension cultivator for the first time.
'Oh?'
Yuan was pleasantly surprised when his opponent did not immediately bombard him with large, powerful attacks from the get-go and instead spent time analyzing him.
However, they lacked patience, and when Yuan did not act for a few minutes, they attacked without learning anything from him.
'At least they are not attacking at random…' Yuan thought as he evaded their attacks with precise, skillful movements, weaving between them like the wind.
'Who the heck is this guy?! He's dodging all of my attacks with ease!' Yuan's opponent cried inwardly.
He knew something was wrong when his opponent, as an Expert, was a mere Third Ascension, but he could've never anticipated Yuan would be so skillful.
'His movements are similar to those of Gladiator rank! How the hell is he only at Third Ascension?!'
Although he felt pressured, the Fifth Ascension cultivator fought with everything he had. Yet, no matter how much effort he put into his attacks, he could not even catch Yuan's shadow, let alone touch him.
He also tried using large-scale attacks that were impossible to dodge, but Yuan would vanish into thin air right before his attack would've struck him.
"What?! Where did he—"
Before the Fifth Ascension cultivator could even realize what had happened, his vision blurred for a split second. The next moment, he found himself back in the waiting room, staring at a defeat screen.
Of course, his neck was burning, feeling like he had just had his head chopped off.
"Replay the match for me!"
The man shouted loudly. Shortly after, another screen appeared before him, replaying his entire match just now.
After watching his match to the end, the man finally realized what had caused his defeat, but he was still puzzled by Yuan's movement technique.
"What technique is that?! Did he acquire it from the exchange? No, there's no way he could afford such a profound technique at his rank! He must have e from an influential family!"
The only logical reason for an abnormal existence like Yuan's was that he'd e from a powerful family, allowing him to acquire techniques and training that were far beyond the level of an ordinary civilian.
As the day went on, Yuan continued fighting matches nonstop. He'd hoped to reach at least Fourth Ascension by the end of the day, but he realized that after reaching Third Ascension, his cultivation had stopped improving as fast.
Still, he'd managed to reach the fourth level.
Yuan intended to continue until he experienced his first lost, but when he attempted to start his 101st match, he was stopped by a certain notification.
"What? I can only do a hundred matches a month?"
Yuan wanted to be surprised, but he immediately understood why there was such a limit.
'If there wasn't a limit, everyone's cultivation would be much more inflated,' he thought to himself.
However, rather than leaving, Yuan decided to remain inside the waiting room to study Limitless, pletely unaware that there were people waiting for him outside.
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