Hearing the voice, Su Ye looked at the man with a strange expression. He knew him too-it was none other than Zhou Daqiang.
Zhou Daqiang noticed Su Ye's gaze. His murderous expression vanished, and he chuckled. "Don't stare at me like that, kid. That was just the boss's entrance cutscene. A boss has to make an impression."
"I get it, I get it."
Su Ye nodded. This wasn't his first instance, after all. The boss in the previous instance had also had an entrance cutscene.
"Brother Da Qiang, I never expected you to be the final boss."
Su Ye smiled as he spoke.
"It wasn't supposed to be me, but the higher-ups wanted to hone your combat experience. Since you happened to be training against my projection in the Training Room, they sent me."
Zhou Daqiang smiled. "I won't go easy on you. Let's see how much you've improved."
"I've only been training for a few days. How much could a normal person possibly improve in that time?"
Su Ye stood, picked up his spear, and walked toward him.
"A normal person wouldn't see results in a few days, but you're hardly normal anymore, kid. With two attributes at around forty points, you've long since left normal people behind. Besides, your Intuition talent helps you improve even faster."
"Not to mention the roughly 7,600 people across the previous eighteen waves who helped hone your skills," Zhou Daqiang said. "If you still haven't improved after all that, those brothers died for nothing."
Su Ye smiled. He had a point.
In a little over ten hours, he had killed more than seven thousand people.
Before his transmigration, he wouldn't even have dared imagine such a number.
Even knowing that these Great Xia Soldiers could all revive in the Gray Mist World, the