Inherited Skill

Two minutes later, the battle concluded.

Li Yi had basically killed all his opponents in a single blow.

For the few agile opponents, two hits were enough.

The first strike would immobilize their bodies, and the second would target a vital point.

Clean, efficient, and concise.

Except for Shi Zijun, who, the moment Li Yi turned back to finish him, suddenly spewed a torrent of fire, blocking him for several seconds and creating an opening for escape.

Everyone else, including the strong man whose kneecap Li Yi had previously kicked and shattered, had their kills completed by Li Yi.

This battle yielded 9 points.

Li Yi's self-assessment was that the reason he could so easily defeat these two hastily assembled five-person teams was primarily due to the initial two decisive strikes, which had intimidated the subsequent pursuers.

Following that, he quickly targeted and killed the two weakest members, shattering the psychological defense of the remaining opponents.

After that, everything became as simple as cutting through melons and vegetables.

The opponents were not actually weak.

Each of them had passed through several layers of fleet screening.

They had a solid foundation in combat.

Especially Shi Zijun, who was currently ranked seventh, his fire-breathing skill was most likely an Inherited Skill from the Righteous Clan.

As far as Li Yi knew.

The ancestors of the Righteous Clan were essentially the very first individuals to come into contact with divine mechs and undergo evolution.

Their descendants formed vast networks of interests, controlling one or several human bases, operating as a self-contained entity.

The unshakeable core that maintained their descendants' status, besides technology and industry, was largely their Inherited Skills and Inherited Techniques.

Inherited Skills, as the name suggested, were extraordinary abilities derived from inheriting a portion of their ancestors' genes as evolved individuals.

For example, Shi Zijun's skill was most likely fire-breathing.

Although it appeared to be a very common Inherited Skill, easily replaceable by a flamethrower.

However, if one stepped into the ranks of evolved individuals, its power would likely undergo a tremendous transformation.

And even now, its lethality was still considerable and should not be underestimated.

If he encountered more Righteous Clan members with powerful Inherited Skills later on, it might become more troublesome.

Fortunately, with the opening half-hour passed, he had already gained an early lead.

He looked back at the electronic display board in the distance.

His name, Li Yi, was prominently displayed at the top with 12 points.

The second-ranked Liang Shaocong had 8 points, and the third-ranked Lin Qin had 6 points.

Then came familiar faces: Miao Wanwan was ranked sixteenth with 2 points, and Base 11's Liang Xing was ranked eleventh with 3 points.

In just this short time, quite a few people had been eliminated.

After all, one point represented one person's elimination.

Meanwhile.

Lou Cheng was completely unable to sit still.

"12 points! In previous years' final standings, that would be enough to rank in the top sixty. With this kid's momentum, could he really reach the top ten as a member of the Humble Clan?"

"If this kid proves to be too outstanding, and Boss Lin can't keep him under control, and I'm judged for serious dereliction of duty because I didn't imprint the thought-imprint as required in time, what should I do?"

Initially, he hadn't been particularly optimistic about Li Yi making it into the top ten.

Although Li Yi had easily defeated him with a single punch before, that was in a one-on-one fight, and he believed he had been caught off guard.

Furthermore, the thousand elites from the eastern continent of Mars who had been screened were all skilled fighters.

Even Lou Cheng, as an instructor, wouldn't necessarily be able to secure a top-ten spot in the rookie martial arts competition.

Nor would it be possible to defeat eleven opponents in such a short time right at the start.

He had been on the Jade Pool No. 7 for over a decade, yet he could only serve as a bottom-tier rookie interviewer, which was telling.

Moreover.

In the rookie martial arts competition for mech reserve students, those who reached the top ten were basically all from the Righteous Clan.

The Merchant Clan, Artisan Clan, Scholar Clan, etc., occasionally had members ascend, but not many.

As for the Humble Clan, in its nearly hundred-year history, there seemed to be no precedent of anyone reaching the top ten.

A hundred years ago, there were existences, but that was too long ago.

If a historical record were actually created, it would definitely attract a lot of attention.

At that time, what were originally minor problems would be amplified countless times.

The more Lou Cheng thought about it, the more troublesome it became, so he simply made a call.

"Lou Cheng? What's up?"

"Boss Lin, did you see it? Li Yi got 12 points in less than half an hour!"

"Hello Boss, is the signal bad? Hello, hello."

"Cough, cough, yes, the signal is bad."

Lin Guotao snapped out of his daze.

"12 points in less than half an hour means he defeats an opponent every three minutes. My god, according to the random allocation logic of virtual reality, the first hour is the hardest time to get points. Boss Lin, I checked, and this data has broken a 30-year record."

Lin Guotao wiped away a few beads of sweat from his forehead and said calmly:

"Okay, I know. That's all for now. Don't make a fuss, or it'll be more trouble for you if everyone knows."

"What do you know, Boss Lin? I just have one question: can you handle this?"

Lou Cheng's tone became unusually urgent.

He was naturally anxious.

The ruthless reputation of the Supervision Department was no joke.

Within the fleet, authority was everything.

If Lou Cheng were demoted because of this and lost even his level one authority, he wouldn't even be able to support his wife and children.

Not only that.

If handled improperly, Li Yi, who had a bright future, might be suspected of being a cult member capable of deceiving the steel imprint detection, and thus be shelved, continuously monitored, or even imprisoned.

The joint responsibility was too great.

"Don't worry, in my plan, as long as Li Yi can make it into the top ten in the final settlement, it will be stable. Many minor issues can be rectified later, including the problem of you not completing the thought steel imprint as required."

Lin Guotao said in a deep voice.

"Is everything under your control, Boss?"

Lou Cheng hesitated.

"That's right. The current 12 points might involve some luck. As long as it's not an overwhelming advantage, or even top five or top three, but just barely making it into the top ten, there's room for maneuver."

At this point, Lou Cheng could only grudgingly accept Lin Guotao's reassurance.

"Keep a close eye on Li Yi's subsequent performance. Apply to have the Evergreen Fairy AI allocate 1% of its computing power to recalculate Li Yi's combat level, behavioral patterns, personality patterns, risk of cult affiliation, etc. The more detailed, the better. Then send me the report."

"Understood, Boss."

On the other side.

Li Yi was searching for targets within Base 11.

More than half an hour had passed, and he had only caught one straggler, earning one point.

"It seems most people are very cautious and have left the core area of Base 11 immediately."

Li Yi started to find it troublesome.

This efficiency was too low.

If he spent the entire three days searching for people, he might not be able to get first place.

His average matching rate was low; even if he only got tenth or ninth place, he might not be able to pick the most suitable opponent.

"Perhaps I should take a nap and see if there are any new memory fragments, or search my past memories for similar solutions to help me break this deadlock?"