Body Stats, Kicked Out Repeatedly

It was level two.

Lu Lin was naturally delighted. Next, all he needed to do was continuously temper his body with Origin Energy.

That process was much slower and required a specialized body-tempering technique.

Lu Lin had already cultivated the Ten Directions Golden Body to the limit of its second layer. But when he tried to cultivate the first and second layers again, he was astonished to discover that his body, which he had thought had already reached its limit...

could actually improve even further.

And the improvement was no small amount.

Lu Lin even wondered if he would turn into a muscle monster.

He couldn't help thinking that perhaps he really was suited to the path of body tempering.

With his current strength, Lu Lin was already no weaker than the descendants of the Troll Race. No—even compared to genuine Troll Race powerhouses, he might not be inferior.

Though Lu Lin had never actually seen a real Troll.

Seeing that it was getting late, Lu Lin remembered that he still needed to apply for an awareness device, so he ended his cultivation for the day.

After reclaiming the remaining nine points, Lu Lin received a call from Zhao Futu.

"Boss, where are you right now?"

"I'm over by the Cultivation Room. What's up?"

"I've already picked up the awareness device for you. You can use it as soon as you get back."

"Okay, thanks. I'll be right back."

On his way back to the dormitory, Lu Lin saw quite a few upperclassmen from the previous year as he climbed the stairs. When they saw him, some avoided his gaze, while others nodded to greet him. Even the students who were usually least inclined to acknowledge anyone at least gave him a nod.

That was the authority of the strong.