Inside the arena, with time accelerated, ten years swiftly passed.
By this time, Young Master Ling had long since entered the ninth stage.
And it was not just Young Master Ling. Quite a few other geniuses had also entered the ninth stage, and they had already been there for several years.
But what about Qin Shaofeng?
He was still seated cross-legged beneath the stone stele bearing the Nine Revolutions Brute Force Art, continuing his contemplation.
In fact, the cooldown for Divine Demon Copy on those five Eight-star cultivation methods had expired three months ago.
Yet Qin Shaofeng had not immediately copied the Nine Revolutions Brute Force Art.
Because even after failing once, Divine Demon Copy's success rate for these Eight-star cultivation methods had only risen to a little over twenty percent, not even reaching thirty percent.
In other words, based on the first failed copy, another attempt had only added a little over ten percent to the success rate.
That was rather beyond Qin Shaofeng's expectations.
And what made Qin Shaofeng feel the most miserable was that when he used Divine Demon Copy on the other four Eight-star cultivation methods again, every single attempt fucking failed.
Qin Shaofeng was utterly speechless.
The success rate was already nearly one-quarter, so how had he still failed four times in a row?
Therefore, Qin Shaofeng was in no rush to copy the Nine Revolutions Brute Force Art again.
After ten full years of contemplation, Qin Shaofeng had already comprehended most of the Nine Revolutions Brute Force Art.
Under such circumstances, the success rate of his second Divine Demon Copy attempt on the Nine Revolutions Brute Force Art had reached 98%!
However, perhaps because the four consecutive second-copy attempts had all somehow failed, Qin Shaofeng did not immediately copy the Nine Revolutions Brute Force