"Yang Yu."
He spoke in a deep voice, his voice no longer as easy-going as before, but full of solemnity.
"Do you know what your talent means?"
Without waiting for Yang Yu to answer, he continued speaking on his own, his voice low and powerful.
"It means that you have a great possibility, no, it is inevitable! You will definitely be able to step into the realm that we have spent our whole lives dreaming of!"
"That realm?" Yang Yu's heart moved and he keenly grasped the key words.
He knew that what Li Qingcang was going to say next might be related to the top secret in the world.
Li Qingcang looked at Yang Yu's thirsty eyes and nodded with satisfaction.
He told Yang Yu, professional's grades, from Bronze rank, Silver rank, to gold, King and Legend, which stands at the top of hundreds of millions of professional.
Every major leap in rank means a huge difference in strength.
And Legendary-grade is already the end known to the world.
The entire Blue Star, Legendary-grade on the surface, the strong ones, add up to no more than thirty, they are the Sea-Calming Pillar who can truly suppress a country's fate.
"However, Legend is not the end of professional."
Li Qingcang's eyes sparkled with a light called desire, which was an ultimate yearning for a higher level of power.
"On top of Legend, there is Mythical Rank that can truly compare with those Deity from different dimensions!"
Mythical Rank!
Yang Yu's heart jumped suddenly.
This was the first time he heard this word.
All previous introductions to the professional system, whether in books or on the Internet, stopped at Legend.
Mythical Rank seems to be a taboo word, unknown to the world.
"Master, how can we break through from Legend to Mythic?" Yang Yu asked.
He had a hunch that the answer to this question would be closely related to his talent.
"Good question." Li Qingcang glanced at him approvingly, "At the level of Legend, the accumulation of levels and attributes has become secondary. If you want to break through that threshold and truly become a god, the key lies in one thing - Divine Skill!"
"Divine Skill?"
"That's right." Li Qingcang's expression was extremely serious, "If you want to knock on the door of Mythic, professional must refine one of his own Professioner skills to "God-tier" above Legendary quality!"
"Only Legend who have understood "Divine Skill" are qualified to attack that illusory realm. Otherwise, you will only be able to linger in front of the threshold of Legend throughout your life."
Yang Yu's heart beat wildly.
Improve your skills to God-tier!
Isn't this a breakthrough path tailor-made for him?
He immediately asked, "How can I improve my skills to God-tier?"
Li Qingcang stretched out his finger and drew a number.
"Raise the level of a skill to Level 66."
"Level 66?" Yang Yu was stunned.
His current skill, the highest [Blade Draw], is only over level 20, which is still far away from Level 66.
"Did you think it was easy?"
Li Qingcang saw his thoughts and smiled bitterly, "Boy, you have no idea how difficult it is to improve your skill level in the later stages."
"At my level, every time I upgrade a skill, the Proficiency required is an astronomical number. Sometimes, it takes decades to upgrade a first-level core skill, and this is with Proficiency Set."
"And according to my calculation, if you want to upgrade a skill from Level 60 to Level 66, the total number of Proficiency required is much more than the total number of Proficiency required to upgrade a skill from Level 1 to Level 60!"
"This is the most desperate Natural Chasm standing in front of all Legendary Expert!"
Li Qingcang's tone was full of deep helplessness and unwillingness.
He has been trapped in Legendary-grade for decades, but his Core Sword Art has only reached level 49. It is still far away from Level 66's Divine Skill.
Perhaps, until the day when his life span runs out, he will not be able to reach that realm.
Having said this, he suddenly spoke to First Job Transfer and looked at Yang Yu with fiery eyes again.
"But you... you are different!"
"Your Two Hundredfold talent shortened this almost impossible task to Two Hundredfold's time!"
"Others need to work hard for hundreds of years to advance to the next level, but you may only need half a year! Level 66 that others can't achieve in their entire lives, you may only need decades!"
"Do you understand? Yang Yu!"
Li Qingcang's voice trembled slightly with excitement.
"You are born Mythical Seed!"
"As long as you don't die midway, we Dragon Country, and even the entire Blue Star, are very likely to give birth to a real, living Mythical Rank Class er in a few hundred years!"
Listening to Master's words, Yang Yu's heart stirred up huge waves.
Level 66 Divine Skill!
It turns out that this is the real value of my "Thousandfold Effort" talent!
Hundreds of years?
Yang Yu held Fist tightly, and a light flashed in his eyes.
No, based on my true talent of a thousand times, it will not take that long to add a skill to Level 66!
What's more, his current talent quality is only Rare-level, and there is unlimited room for improvement in the future!
However, Yang Yu's excitement only lasted a few seconds.
His mind quickly calmed down and he began to think about the current matter.
Mythical Rank Although it is tempting, the meal must be eaten one bite at a time and the road must be walked step by step.
Thinking of this, his mind became more active.
He raised his head and looked at the cheap Master in front of him who had high hopes for him, with a somewhat embarrassed and hopeful expression on his face.
He rubbed his hands and spoke tentatively.
"That...Master..."
"Huh? If you have anything to say, just say it directly and hide it from your master?"
Li Qingcang picked up the wine glass and took a big sip in a good mood.
"That's right." Yang Yu coughed dryly and said shamelessly, "I remember, professional seems to... can wear two rings?"
Li Qingcang's hand holding the wine glass paused, and he glanced sideways at him with an expression like "I knew you didn't hold your shit in well."
Yang Yu pretended not to see it and continued to analyze, "The book Skill Book you gave me is very precious, but it is a long-term investment and will not greatly improve my current combat power."
"But... we're going to Nihon soon to make a fuss, right?"
"As your only direct disciple, I can't hide behind you and watch the whole show, right?"
"Nihon will definitely send the younger generation to provoke me when the time comes. If I get beaten down, it will be your old face that I lose!"
The more he spoke, the more confident he became.
"So, in order to maintain your majesty Master, I think it is necessary for me to improve my strength in the short term! That... gray ring you just saw is quite suitable!"
Li Qingcang heard this and almost laughed out loud at his disciple's shameless and justifiable remarks.
"Good boy! You are so shameless, you really don't treat me as a teacher and an outsider!"
He cursed, but the movements of his hands were honest.
He flipped his palm, and the Gray Ring that he had awkwardly taken back before appeared in his palm again.
"Here you are! Here you are!" Li Qingcang threw the ring over angrily, "I originally prepared it for you! And you made so many detours with me! If you want anything in the future, just tell me!"