"Great opportunity?"
Chu Qing smiled. "The greatest opportunity I obtained in Square Inch Land was this—the same secret arts had become more powerful."
"I had completely mastered the Aberrant's second profession."
"My Four Great Realms and Three Great Limits had also fully returned to myself."
"With one finger now, I could poke the me from a month ago to death!"
"Every time I went through a slaughter, I could defeat yesterday's self."
"My foundation was growing stronger!"
"My abilities were improving!"
"That was the greatest opportunity!"
"What additional resources could a Square Inch Land realm provide?"
After thinking it over, he casually chose an opponent.
On a certain continent:
In the Rose Empire, a young man was reading.
Suddenly, a message surfaced in his mind:
A Nine Heavens newcomer had initiated a challenge. Would you join the battle slots?
The young man's eyes lit up. "Join!"
"I had to join!"
There were simply too few newcomers in the Nine Heavens.
Even if all the martial artists in the world were counted together, it would take seven or eight days for one Nine Heavens newcomer to be born.
And newcomers were the weakest in the Nine Heavens.
As long as veterans like them defeated a newcomer once, they could gain some benefits.
The benefits were not particularly great.
But as the days accumulated and the months piled up, they could strengthen their foundation.
They could make them even more terrifying.
Their chances of competing for first place would grow greater.
Therefore:
When they encountered a Nine Heavens newcomer, most veterans who had nothing to do would agree at once.
"Pick me!"
"You have to pick me!"
The young man paced back and forth excitedly.
And such scenes unfolded in countless corners of the world.
Those Heavenly Prides all hoped