Lin Ye Arrives! Unfair Game

Like the elves of legend, the cute and lively wind elementals were madly surging into his body, tempering his physique.

With the help of these little cuties, the large amount of food he had consumed earlier was rapidly converted into energy and beneficial substances, constructing and strengthening his body structure.

In this state of cultivation, Zhou Zhe could feel his body strengthening almost every second.

His breathing became smoother, his heartbeat more powerful.

His thoughts also became clearer.

Now, he finally understood why, in ancient times, so many people were obsessed with practicing martial arts.

This was an improvement in life level, a fundamental evolution!

It was countless times more intuitive than learning textbook knowledge and accumulating skills!

Why do modern people like video games?

It's because every time they defeat a small monster or click the equipment enhancement button, they immediately get feedback, they know if they've gained anything!

As he cultivated, Zhou Zhe felt that his blood was filled with inexhaustible energy!

Suddenly, Zhou Zhe opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

"Wind Element Body Tempering Technique," second level, achieved!

With a slight focus, a stream of light flashed before Zhou Zhe's eyes, and his notebook automatically flipped open, its dark blue text glowing.

[Wind Element Body Tempering Technique, Level 2 - Constitution slightly increased, Agility slightly increased. This skill's maximum level is 4.]

Seeing this data, Zhou Zhe finally dared to be sure that his breakthrough in cultivation was not a mere illusion.

He couldn't say for sure about other aspects, but when it came to practicing the "Wind Element Body Tempering Technique," Zhou Zhe's progress was as effortless as eating and drinking.

Zhou Zhe carefully felt the changes in his body. He felt that he was now strong enough to kill a cow with one punch.

But Zhou Zhe knew very well that this was an illusion.

He tried hard to suppress this illusion, calm his mind, and maintain a normal state.

The cultivation manual for the Wind Element Body Tempering Technique did not mention that it could increase strength, and the data panel proved that this extraordinary cultivation method only increased constitution and agility, with no significant boost to strength.

"If I had enough time, it would be great to just hide until I reached max level before coming out..."

Zhou Zhe shook his head, cast aside his chaotic thoughts, and looked up at the wall clock. The smile in his eyes diminished a bit.

He didn't have much time left.

Work hard! Work hard! Work even harder!

Only by working harder than anyone else could he become the ultimate winner, could he survive, could he not let down those who cared about him!

However, before that, he had to figure out what this "Self-Configuration" talent actually meant!

By fully utilizing his own advantages, he could ensure his survival in the Cosmic Arena!

According to the data panel's evaluation, it was on par with "Absolute Comprehension." No matter how he thought about it, it couldn't be too weak, right?

Just as Zhou Zhe was about to start studying the "Self-Configuration" talent, there was a knock on his door.

Zhou Zhe frowned slightly, and the notebook instantly turned into a stream of light and disappeared into his brow.

Although this notebook seemed to be visible only to him, it was better to be safe than sorry. Being cautious would never lead to major mistakes.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Please come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man around thirty years old entered the personal training room.

The man was dressed in a black martial arts uniform and wore ancient-style woven shoes.

He had a full forehead, sharp eyebrows, a prominent nose, and lips like vermilion. He was exceptionally handsome, with an outstanding demeanor, giving the impression of a superstar walking into ordinary people's lives.

The previous coach, Li Shanhe, was also an elite among men, successful in his career, with a sharp aura, but compared to this man, he immediately seemed vulgar, insignificant, and not worth mentioning.

Zhou Zhe recognized this person—the master of the Swift Wind Pavilion, Lin Ye!

Although the man now looked like a young man in his early twenties, Zhou Zhe had seen his profile.

He knew that Lin Ye was already over 40 years old!

However, as one of the first batch of Earthlings to enter the Cosmic Arena and one of the first winners, he had received blessings from a Deity, gained superpowers, and his lifespan was extended. Naturally, his body also showed signs of rejuvenation.

"You know me." Lin Ye looked Zhou Zhe up and down with interest.

"Of course."

Zhou Zhe smiled and said, "You are my idol!"

"My biggest wish now is to survive the brutal Cosmic Arena like you."

Lin Ye sighed, his expression somewhat sad. "To survive..."

"Even I don't know if I can survive the next cosmic duel..."

As someone who had experienced life-and-death struggles, Lin Ye managed his emotions very well and quickly recovered from his dejection.

He looked at Zhou Zhe seriously and said, "As a senior who has participated in two duels, I do have some experience to share with you."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhe was stunned.

To be honest, before meeting Lin Ye, he had always thought the other person was a financial magnate with great talent in business.

Being able to open Swift Wind Pavilion branches all over the country in just two months, even with policy support from above, was no simple feat.

Now that he met the man and exchanged a few words, Zhou Zhe realized he might have been mistaken.

Seeing Zhou Zhe's reaction, Lin Ye seemed to guess his thoughts and chuckled, "We are all children of China, descendants of Yan and Huang. If we don't help each other, who else can we rely on for assistance?"

"The greatest heroes serve the country and its people."

This sentence immediately flashed through Zhou Zhe's mind.

Lin Ye, standing beside him, suddenly spoke, "Are you willing to call me 'Mentor'?"

Faced with the olive branch extended by Lin Ye, Zhou Zhe pondered for a moment before decisively nodding in agreement.

Ever since he obtained the mysterious notebook, he seemed to have developed a powerful sixth sense.

He could clearly perceive the emotional fluctuations of others.

Goodwill, malice, killing intent...

Nothing could hide from him.

The mysterious notebook in his mind allowed Zhou Zhe to sense that Lin Ye was not a hypocrite who said one thing and did another.

He was a true benevolent gentleman.

Broad-minded, with the world in his heart, truly admirable.

"Good! Very good!"

Seeing Zhou Zhe nod, a hint of joy appeared on Lin Ye's face. He said, "I will arrange for someone to talk to the Yanbei University administration and have you become my graduate student."

"You don't need to worry about your student status or academic qualifications."

Two months ago, Lin Ye was just an ordinary person. But after winning two consecutive matches in the Cosmic Arena, he gained some fame and accumulated many titles.

Campuses across the country sent him invitations for honorary professor and honorary principal positions.

"Then... Mentor, please guide me in the future!" Zhou Zhe said with a serious expression.

Lin Ye waved his hand, "No need to be so formal."

"Since you call me Mentor, I will wholeheartedly help you and teach you, passing on all the knowledge and skills I possess as much as possible."

Speaking of which, Lin Ye changed the subject, "Speaking of which, your batch of chosen ones are probably the unluckiest Earth gladiators."

"Earth gladiators before this generation could bring firearms into the arena, such as various guns, and could even apply for highly destructive restricted weapons from the country."

"Although most firearms might not be effective against alien gladiators, they could at least enhance their ability to survive."

"What a pity... what a pity!"

"Starting from this generation, it's no longer allowed."

"The Deities changed the rules. Black Iron Gladiators can only bring cold weapons into the arena. At most, they can only rely on the props and terrain within the venue to adapt and overcome."

Lin Ye sighed as he said this, "This is not fair to Earthlings at all."

"However... the Cosmic Arena, in the end, is just 'that one's' game, not a fair sports competition."

"Honestly, if one day He gets bored and simply wants to watch a one-sided slaughter, I wouldn't be surprised at all!"

"He" naturally referred to the Deity who forcibly dragged Earth into the great cosmic era.

Unable to bring firearms into the arena...

Zhou Zhe, as a Cosmic Gladiator, already knew about this.

However...

What did Lin Ye mean by Black Iron Gladiator?

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