Zhao Cheng's rate of evolution was undoubtedly highly unreasonable. But reality was what it was—without swordsmanship like this, he could never have defeated one powerful enemy after another.
The main theme of the Evolution Space was slaughter and evolution. In some ultra-large Evolution Spaces, if you killed enough—killed fiercely enough—it was not impossible to rise directly from an ordinary person to the very peak of the Gold realm in a single run.
Only Legend was a hurdle, one that could not be crossed through simply grinding experience.
Still, compared to reaching Gold in a single run, the more normal outcome was for nearly all the Evolvers to die after one round.
If not for the mechanism by which killing the final boss allowed one to return from the dead, the Evolution Space would have long been unable to cultivate powerful Evolvers due to its own brutality.
Brutality alone could not force life to evolve. Brutality paired with hope was the finest catalyst.
"Compared with the outside world, my rate of natural growth in the Evolution Space is at least ten times faster..."
As Zhao Cheng infused his vitality into the sword in his hand, the damage it had sustained in the earlier clash immediately began repairing itself at high speed.
As special equipment produced by the Evolution Space, as long as they were not damaged too badly, they could be restored in this manner.
"And then there's space..."
Without question, battle was the best catalyst. In his clashes with monsters, Zhao Cheng's extraordinary talent allowed him to learn from his opponents' strength and techniques as well.
Humans had talents; monsters had talents too.
The monster Zhao Cheng had just killed possessed a talent for controlling space. That was why it could command invisible blades of space.
If Zhao Cheng's swordsmanship