Prodigy

"A bunch of experience fodder—the more of you, the better!"

Fan Lang licked his lips, looking like a beast that had spotted its prey.

Moments later, nearly all the Registered Servants had climbed onto the arena. Monkey alone was the exception; there was no way he could join the others in beating up his best friend.

One more person made no difference, and one fewer person made no difference either, so no one paid Monkey any attention.

"He's crazy! Lang Ge has absolutely lost his mind! Taking on so many people by himself—isn't that just courting death?"

Watching the scene on the arena, Monkey had already begun considering how he would collect Fan Lang's body later. He even calculated what sort of coffin his little stash of savings could afford.

On the arena, killing intent surged as the winds and clouds churned.

"Get him together! Kill him!"

"He dares act so arrogant—if we don't kill him, who will we kill?"

Over a hundred Registered Servants charged forward in a swarm, rushing toward Fan Lang with the momentum of a stampeding herd. Some were barehanded, some drew weapons, and others shifted their Mystic Power attributes, unleashing wind, fire, thunder, and lightning.

When the first wave of people closed to within three meters, Fan Lang moved!

Whoosh!

His iron sword left its sheath, flashing with cold light.

Fan Lang gripped his sword and met the attack. His feet performed the Life Reaping Steps while his hand wielded the Light Splitting Sword Technique. He charged into the enemy ranks, raising his sword and bringing it down without mercy.

Several streaks of sword light flashed past, sending blood spraying. Several people were struck at once, each wound deep—one man even had his arm sheared off by a single slash.

Fan Lang displayed absolute superiority in both level and strength. His power, speed, and skills all far surpassed this group.

It was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. No matter how numerous the sheep were, they could only be slaughtered.

Fan Lang darted left and right, weaving through the crowd. Wherever he went, blood splashed.

Those struck by his sword screamed one after another, shattering the peace between heaven and earth.

At one end of the arena, Old White watched the scene, and his expression changed abruptly!

The strength Fan Lang had displayed vastly exceeded his expectations. Moreover, he recognized the battle techniques Fan Lang was using. They were clearly the manuals borrowed from the library two days ago!

"Life Reaping Steps, Light Splitting Sword Technique—those are the manuals Fan Lang borrowed. Did he really master them in only two days? Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Even an unparalleled genius couldn't learn them that quickly!"

A storm raged in Old White's heart.

As the keeper of the library, he knew roughly how long it took to learn a battle technique.

Learning two battle techniques in two days was simply a fantasy.

Fan Lang's performance and the battle techniques he displayed dealt Old White a double blow. It was far too shocking.

Below the arena, Monkey was similarly dumbfounded. He watched Fan Lang display Divine Might, demonstrating the astonishing strength to fight a hundred alone. He could hardly believe his eyes.

"Am I dreaming? Lang Ge is way too fierce! Where did he get such strength?"

Monkey rubbed his eyes hard, then slapped his thin face fiercely. The result proved that he was not dreaming. Everything was naked reality.

Compared to the spectators, those on the arena felt it even more deeply.

In only a few dozen seconds, the group had already suffered grievous casualties. Some died without even understanding what had happened, muddledly falling beneath Fan Lang's sword.

Fan Lang seemed to have transformed into the grim reaper of the arena, harvesting lives one after another, along with vast amounts of Experience Points.

The many Registered Servants had thought they could kill Fan Lang easily, but reality was the exact opposite. They were the ones being ruthlessly slaughtered!

Their earlier contempt turned into boundless terror.

"This isn't Fan Lang at all! He's far too strong!"

"A Mystic General! He must be a Mystic General, or he couldn't possibly be this strong!"

"I surrender! I won't fight anymore! Don't kill me!"

The Registered Servants had charged forward together before, but now they collapsed into disarray. Everyone scattered and fled, making for a miserable sight.

Fan Lang decided to put a final end to this gang fight.

Blazing Triple Wave!

Fan Lang leaped high from where he stood, raising his palm. His entire hand burst into flames. He came crashing down like an eagle pouncing on a rabbit, his burning palm slamming fiercely into the ground.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three waves of fire spread outward, each higher than the last, turning the arena into a sea of flames. These flames were more destructive than ordinary fire, like exploding bombs.

This attack swept across the entire arena, severely wounding the surviving enemies and securing victory.

Fan Lang had proven with his strength that he could fight a hundred alone!

Player level increased to Mystic General Level 0. Mystic Power +300, Health +300.

The player has gained the new ability to absorb Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy. Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy can now be absorbed. This ability will improve cultivation efficiency and affect Mystic Power recovery speed, as well as the power of certain charge-up skills.

He had toppled so many enemies in one go and gained over ten thousand Experience Points. It would have been strange if he had not leveled up!

Fan Lang had entered a new realm, becoming a Mystic General and gaining a new ability.

Absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy!

Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy could be simply understood as a kind of energy. Absorbing this omnipresent energy brought countless benefits to a Mystic Warrior.

Whether in daily cultivation or battle, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy could be put to use.

Fan Lang's body underwent a transformation from the inside out. His dantian changed first, followed by his flesh and blood, and finally his skin. He resonated with heaven and earth, sensing the existence of spiritual energy. Threads of it entered his body through his Acupoints.

The sensation was incredibly wondrous.

"Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy really is good stuff!"

Fan Lang's spirits lifted as he clearly felt the changes within himself.

At his prompting, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy around him surged over, forming a blurry vortex visible to the naked eye.

Old White, already deeply shocked, saw this and opened his eyes even wider, as if his eyeballs were about to pop out.

"He's drawing in the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy around him. Did he just break through? What kind of prodigy is this? He learned the Life Reaping Steps and Light Splitting Sword Technique in two days, then broke through to Mystic General during battle!"

Old White was beyond astonished.

A prodigy! An absolute prodigy!

Old White had never expected a prodigy like Fan Lang to emerge among this batch of Registered Servants. A prodigy like this did not need to take any Entry Examination at all. There was no need for such trouble—he could join the City Lord's Mansion directly and receive excellent treatment.

"Enough, enough, stop fighting! This old man has already seen your strength clearly!" Old White shouted.

"I was about to stop anyway." Fan Lang grinned.

"Since things have come to this, there is no need to continue this Entry Examination. You alone will come with me to see the City Lord. The others will be arranged separately."

Under normal circumstances, the Entry Examination would never need to disturb the City Lord. This was a special case.

With a prodigy like Fan Lang appearing, the City Lord absolutely had to know!

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