Frenzied Improvement

Zhao Xin suddenly remembered his earlier thought: he had wanted Chen Fan to properly stabilize his cultivation level and solidify his foundation...

How ridiculous it all seems now!

If we follow his method, it will only suppress Chen Fan's talent.

In the corner, Gu Ci, who had been silent all along, stared at the numbers on the screen, a barely perceptible glint of fervor flashing deep in his eyes.

He turned his head, looked at Zhao Xin who was almost Dao Heart, and spoke calmly:

"Instructor Zhao, ordinary people seek stability, geniuses seek change."

"And the Invincible Dao, one that has never been trodden before."

"Every battle, every fight, is a transformative experience for him, a process of breaking down the old and building up the new. What you perceive as an adventure is precisely his most solid foundation."

In the simulated Void.

Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes, feeling the unprecedented and immense power within his body, his limbs and bones filled with an explosive sensation.

He felt no fatigue whatsoever; instead, he felt an unprecedented... hunger.

A thirst for battle, for greater power!

He raised his head, his gaze slowly sweeping over the eighty Old Wang that remained silent, finally settling on one of them, a throne made entirely of gold, exuding an aura of immense weight and dominance.

That is the Young King of the Golden Bull Race!

Chen Fan grinned, revealing a set of clean, even white teeth; his smile was pure yet brimming with boundless fighting spirit.

He raised his finger and pointed towards the golden throne.

"Next!"

A crisp yet domineering sound echoed in the deathly Void.

The words had barely left his mouth.

On that golden throne, a phantom of a Young King with two prominent horns on his head and an extremely powerful physique slowly... opened his golden eyes.

A surge of energy, no less than 270 calories of Qi and Blood within Chen Fan's body, suddenly erupted.

The Simulated Training Room is designed to simulate different people's techniques, temperament, and even cultivation levels.

As Chen Fan's Qi and Blood surged, the cultivation level of the young Alien King Chen Fan was about to face would also increase accordingly.

The amount of Chen Fan's Qi and Blood is directly proportional to the cultivation level of the young Alien King Chen Fan faces!

In the simulated Void.

That Young King of the Golden Bull Race lacked the unpredictable and elusive nature of the Asura Demon Race; his attack methods were pure to the extreme.

Collision!

"Moo!!"

A roar that seemed capable of shattering Stars resounded through the Void. Its four hooves pounded the ground, and its massive body transformed into a golden meteor, carrying a savage force capable of tearing everything apart, as it crashed straight into Chen Fan.

Space is as fragile as paper before it, as if a long, black furrow has been plowed out of it.

Faced with this pure and ultimate power, Chen Fan's fighting spirit intensified.

Dodge?

That would be the greatest insult to this Golden Barbarian Bull.

"Good timing!"

Instead of retreating, Chen Fan advanced and met them head-on.

He didn't use any fancy fist or sword techniques; he simply poured all 270 calories of Golden Qi and Blood into his right fist, meeting force with force!

"Boom!"

Two figures, one large and one small, collided fiercely in the center of the Void.

There were no energy waves, no spatial shattering, only a deep, muffled roar that seemed to make even the Divine Soul tremble.

Chen Fan's figure swayed slightly, and the Golden Barbarian Bull king, whose size was more than a hundred times his, was abruptly stopped in its forward charge. Its massive body slid backward uncontrollably for hundreds of meters.

"Again!"

Chen Fan laughed loudly, pushed off with his feet, and lunged forward again.

Between the man and the ox, in this desolate Void, the most primal and savage physical combat unfolded.

Fist against horn, flesh and blood against divine metal.

Each collision made Zhao Xin's eyelids twitch wildly in the Control Room.

Ultimately, after hundreds of consecutive clashes, Chen Fan's aura not only did not weaken in the slightest, but instead became even more refined.

He seized the brief moment of weakness after the Golden Barbarian Bull King's attack, suddenly accelerated, and delivered a penetrating punch incorporating the "Five Elements Stars Transformation" technique, precisely striking the opponent's brow between his horns.

"Snap!"

Those two imposing bull horns, powerful enough to shatter mountains, snapped off in response.

The massive body of the Golden Barbarian Bull King suddenly disintegrated, turning into a sky full of golden light, leaving behind an incomparably heavy golden energy core that entered Chen Fan's brow.

281.4 calories!

As one's Qi and Blood rise, the difficulty of further improvement increases, especially given Chen Fan's exceptionally high-quality Qi and Blood.

Even so, being able to increase one's Qi and Blood by more than ten calories in such a short period of time is already incredibly remarkable.

Without the slightest pause.

Chen Fan's gaze shifted, pointing to the next throne.

It was Young King of the Windwing Flood Dragon Race, with wings on his back, a slender figure, and his entire body covered in blue scales.

Battle breaks out.

The opponent's speed was extremely fast, leaving a series of blurry afterimages in the Void, its claws tearing through the air and emitting ear-piercing sonic booms.

However, in Chen Fan's eyes, Bone Refinement by the Star Power, every movement of the other party was slowed down infinitely.

"Too slow."

Chen Fan shook his head, and as the opponent launched another surprise attack, he struck first, pointing out with a single finger.

A golden light flashed from his fingertip and disappeared in an instant, precisely striking the dragon king's reverse scale.

Instant kill!

293.8 calories!

The fourth, the Young King of the Netherworld Butterfly Race.

The battle didn't even take place on a physical level.

The opponent's wings flapped, and endless mental illusions surged towards Chen Fan like a tide, attempting to erode his Divine Soul.

Chen Fan simply closed his eyes, and within his Sea of Consciousness, the dazzling galaxy visualized by the "Star-Transferring Blood Art" slightly rotated, crushing all invading Mental Power into dust.

"Break!"

With a thought, Chen Fan unleashed a wisp of Golden Qi and Blood, refined to its utmost, which traversed space and pinned the colorful butterfly to the throne.

Control Room, Zhao Xin was numb.

He watched as Chen Fan's qi and Qi and Blood surged on the screen, and fell into silence.

Although the Simulated Training Room is the most advanced training room in the Blue Star Training Camp, Zhao Xin has never seen a monster improve so quickly in the Simulated Training Room before!

He subconsciously glanced at Gu Ci in the corner, wanting to say something.

Gu Ci remained standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes as calm as a deep pool, as if this was how it was supposed to be.

Six hours later.

The energy supply to the Simulated Training Room slowly stopped, and the heavy Alloy Gate made a soft click.

The first door opened.

Shen Xuan was soaking wet, as if he had just been pulled out of the water, and staggered out.

His face was pale, but his eyes shone with an eerie light.

He clenched his fists, feeling the unprecedented surge of power within him, and an uncontrollable ecstasy appeared on his face.

Two hundred and forty-six calories!

Shen Xuan took a deep breath, his voice trembling, "One day... I actually increased my calorie intake by more than sixty calories in just one day! This... this is a speed I never dared to dream of!"

Before the words were finished, the second door opened.

Tuo Bashan strode out, his body radiating a strong aura of earthy yellow Qi and Blood. With each step he took, the Special Alloy ground beneath his feet trembled slightly.

"Two hundred and forty calories!" Tuo Bashan grinned, pounding his chest with a dull thud. "That felt great! Those things were all incredibly hard; it was fucking exhilarating to beat them up!"

He turned to look at Shen Xuan, a hint of defiance flashing in his eyes. "You brat, you're actually six calories taller than me? Shall we fight?"

Shen Xuan was in a great mood at the moment. Upon hearing this, he merely raised his eyebrows smugly, but did not engage in any further conversation with Tuo Bashan.

Fight this guy?

This kid used to fight Chen Fan every day without ever letting up. If he gets on my nerves, that'll be... well, you know.

Shen Xuan felt miserable just thinking about it.