Images from the Future

High output, fast speed, strong perception.

Low level, short health bar, little room for error—

After repeated careful consideration,

Ling Wuyuan had listed, one by one in his mind, all the advantages and disadvantages he faced when dealing with opponents of various high levels. Overall,

as someone with an extremely lopsided build, what he feared most was encountering a special [Innate Divine Ability] whose effects utterly countered him, giving him no chance whatsoever to play to his strengths.

For example, an [Innate Divine Ability] that simply did not care how fast you were and insisted on forcibly trading one-for-one with you

had every chance of killing him outright.

If they were of the same level, Ling Wuyuan had the confidence to confront that sort of [Innate Divine Ability] head-on.

But as someone of a lower level,

his margin for error was truly low.

If he stubbornly tried to tank it head-on,

he could very easily die on the spot.

There would be no chance to make any moves at all.

Based on these circumstances,

he had come up with quite a variety of ways to deal with and compensate for them.

From finding ways to cultivate special life-saving secret arts to forging specialized equipment, there was no shortage of options.

But... to be honest,

compared with those methods,

he still preferred the most direct solution—if you're weak, train more!

That was right.

Secret arts were good, and equipment and pills were no slouches either.

But when all was said and done, no trick could compare to genuine hard power.

Therefore,

he felt that speeding up his leveling was the most practical course of action.

Especially now that his foundation had truly become nearly flawless.

As someone extraordinarily gifted,

every intense battle and injury was like another round of smelting and