I Inherited 5,000 Ye Chapter 938 936: They're the Weakest Among Them

Amidst the chaos of the storm, two students from Super God Academy stood facing each other.

One was enveloped in a red fiery aura, while the other was accompanied by five beasts manifested from flas.

"Zhang Xin, your King Kai Fist can actually be used at 10 tis its power now. You've made great progress recently!" a guy praised. "I rember last sester, your King Kai Fist could only be used up to 8 tis, right?"

"Bro, honestly, you've already exchanged for five Strange Fires. The power of these Five Rounds of Detached Fire thod is comparable to Heaven Rank Combat Skills. Could you choose your fla creatures properly? What's with choosing a Husky and a Corgi? To mock your opponent?"

"Hahaha, don't mind these details, let's continue!"

"Alright!"

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

...

At the forefront of the ten thousand people was an individual who was one of the ten strongest selected by Otis. They had all been nurtured by the martial arts association of the Twin Whales Cosmic Empire and were among the most outstanding elites.

This ti, they carried the mission of the Empire, each brimming with confidence.

But at this mont, their confidence had been shattered into pieces.

"What kind of martial arts manual is this? I feel like his power seems to be enhanced by so special thod, at least seven or eight tis!"

"Seven or eight tis? How is that possible? Even doubling it would be at least a Level Five martial arts manual."

"Look at that other guy. His fla, isn't it Stellar Fla?"

"The temperature is at least ten tis that of Stellar Fla! He actually fused 5 such flas into his body to create such a martial arts manual!"

The elites from the Twin Whales Cosmic Empire were chattering about this duel.

"Can you see their movents clearly?"

"I can't. Their movents are too fast, already exceeding my dynamic capture limit," answered the strongest among the elites.

He was Otis's best student, even a genius on the verge of breaking into a Level Six life form, but at this mont, sweat was beading on his forehead, as if his heart was enduring so tornt.

"It's unbelievable they are only Level Four life forms. Truly, they are the super elites cultivated by the Ritian Sect."

"Hehehe, we really tarnish the word 'elite'."

"If you were to fight them, what would your chances of winning be?"

"Chances of winning, fight? Just say you want

dead!"

...

This battle lasted for half an hour, and the entire ground had sunk more than ten ters. Finally, Zhang Xin was narrowly defeated due to the side effects of the King Kai Fist, which prematurely exhausted his stamina.

Subsequently, two more students stepped forward, one being a Level Three life form and the other a Level Four life form.

"Level Three life form? Even Level Three life forms are coming?" They could barely handle Level Four, but a Level Three life form was pushing their ntal limits.

"Damn, how did I encounter you, you madman?" The mont the fourth-year student saw his opponent, he broke into a sweat.

"This Level Three's Life Energy is only 29, doesn't seem impressive."

"Don't underestimate people from the Ritian Sect. This could be a monster. You didn't hear Mr. Zhang say this was a selection match? His opponent is a Level Four life form. In this organization, please consider their life form levels one grade higher, thank you!"

"Quiet, it's starting!"

...

"Hehehe!" The junior student chuckled, placing his finger on his heart.

With a surge of red aura, his skin appeared dry and dark red, as if he had been cooked.

"Eight Gates Released, Death Gate, open!"

Boom!

In that instant, a force over a hundred tis stronger erupted, with countless cracks spreading in every direction.

"Oh my god! 120 tis! His body's data has increased by 120 tis!"

"His Life Energy is already approaching a Level Six life form!"

"Damn! Is this a monster?"

...

"Liu Lei, you're opening the Eight Gates as soon as you start? Aren't you afraid of dying? This isn't in the Academy... Wait, don't tell

you..."

"Hehe, I've already extracted Majin Buu's genes in the Biology Academy and fused part of them into my body. Although I don't have such strong regenerative abilities, opening the Eight Gates just ans resting for a few days."

"Damn! You're a complete madman!"

"Senior, I heard your Virtual Martial Body has also upgraded to a Divine Body level. Co on, let's fight!"

"If I, a fourth-year student, lose to you, it'd be so embarrassing, wouldn't it? Let's fight, bring it on!"

"Rumble!"

"Boom!"

"Duang!"

...

"Mr. Zhang, are these all trained by your Ritian Sect?" Otis's mouth was practically wide enough to fit a potato.

That young man, nad Liu Lei, landed a punch that might even force him into a defensive stance. An ordinary peak Level Five life form could be killed with that punch!

"Hmm," Zhang nglong nodded, "Just so inadequate students, I've made you laugh."

Otis was imdiately left speechless. If these are inadequate, then the ten thousand elites he selected must be trash?

"Mr. Zhang, your organization must have put a lot of effort into training them?"

"It's okay," Zhang nglong said, "Training for three to five years is enough. It's mainly up to their own motivation. These two must have been thinking about playing gas all the ti, given their level."

"What?" Otis's mouth twitched slightly, "Three to five years?"

For a martial arts cultivator, three to five years is nothing more than a blink!

The elites selected by the Twin Whales Cosmic Empire, even the youngest Level Five life form, are tens of thousands of years old!

"Initiate the life scan!"

"Beep: Life age, 15 cosmic years."

"Beep: Life age, 17 cosmic years."

"Are they really so young?" If it weren't for the data from the detector, he might have doubted his senses. Is this cultivating monsters on a mass scale?

"Actually, there's nothing surprising," Zhang nglong said, "They're among the weaker ones selected by our Ritian Sect."

"What?" This sentence shocked Otis for a whole year.

People like this, wherever they are in any civilization, are absolute geniuses, likely investing all the resources of the entire civilization to cultivate!

"Don't you know, this competition isn't a match-up, it's a round-robin, you know?"

"Round-robin?" Otis imdiately searched for this term in Earth's dictionary.

The so-called round-robin is when one person gets on stage, and if others are not convinced, they can co up. If they continue to win, they gain the spot; if they lose, the winner must keep winning.

This thod, though ti-consuming, ensures that the selected candidates are the strongest, as weaker individuals who go up early will soon be eliminated.

"Mr. Zhang, how many people has this reached?" Otis asked cautiously.

"Let

see," Zhang nglong took out a schedule, "We've reached 38,271 spots now."

"What?" Otis was almost scared to the point of wetting himself.

Doesn't this an that before these two, there were over 38,000 more formidable than them?

With over 38,000 already so powerful, doesn't that an the first few could take on him, a Level Six life form?

"What's wrong? You don't believe ?" Zhang nglong shouted, "Everyone, co out for a mont!"

"What is it, Principal? We're in a multiplayer ga!"

"Exactly, we're in team battle. What if our teammates report us?"

"This sparring is too boring."

"What nonsense?" Zhang nglong said irritably, "Show so of your might to the King of our Cosmic Empire."

"So boring!"

"Tsk tsk, the Principal is showing off again."

"Alright, I'll try my best in the performance I have to put on for you."

...

"Burning Resolve! Heavenly Fire Triple Mystery Change!"

"Gum-Gum Fruit, Gear Fourth!"

"Super Saiyan First Grade!"

"Susanoo!"

"Gigantification!"

"Bankai!"

"Ghoul!"

"mage Evolution!"

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