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If they could avoid working for half a year, they would have ample time to cultivate.
When the time came, their cultivation levels would rise, and with stronger cultivation, they would no longer need to remain as slaves.
“Get him!”
“Fight!”
“Kill him!”
…
Angry shouts rang out as ten people rushed forward instantly, like starving wolves pouncing on prey, filled with killing intent.
No one doubted they intended to beat Qin Yi to death!
After all, in the arena, life and death were of no consequence, especially if the one dying was a useless person, less than a dog.
“How much to upgrade to level 2?”
Qin Yi suddenly asked.
[Host, upgrading all five abilities to level 2 requires one hundred thousand spirit stones. Proceed with the upgrade?]
“Upgrade all five abilities to level 2!”
Instantly, the mountain of spirit stones was reduced by half, five hundred thousand spirit stones vanished.
Inside Qin Yi’s body, various transformations occurred, his body undergoing a mysterious evolution.
Instant kill, invincible defense, perfect resistance, dark devour, Instant Teleportation… The five super abilities simultaneously advanced to level 2.
From then on, Qin Yi could leap two small realms, sweeping through invincibly.
Even at the third level of the Body Refining stage, he could kill with a single punch, ignoring any attack from the opponent. He could also move freely within a thousand-meter radius, arriving in an instant!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Dull thuds and the sound of fists hitting flesh resounded, making hearts tremble with fear.
Qin Yi was surrounded by the ten people, their fists and feet flying, raining down countless blows.
“Haha, little trash, you deserved it, die well!” Wang Bapi sneered coldly.
Just then, a lazy, leisurely voice sounded from the crowd, extremely irritating.
“Aiyo, this feels so good, a little more to the back, a little higher. Yes, yes, hit right there, harder, hit harder, put some strength into it…”
Despite being frantically beaten by ten people, Qin Yi did not have a single scratch on him. On the contrary, he looked very pleased, as if he were being massaged.
A few minutes later, the ten people were sweating profusely, gasping for breath, their fists sore from hitting.
Yet, the boy, the so-called last-place trash, stood there unscathed, looking perfectly fine.
“Had enough?”
“Now, it’s my turn.”
Qin Yi clenched his fist, a cold smile appearing on his lips.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
With one punch each, the ten people all fell to the ground, dead.
Instant kill!
One against ten, instant kill!
The effect of Dark Devour activated, streams of power continuously flowed into Qin Yi’s body, his cultivation level steadily rising.
Pop!
It was like piercing a layer of window paper, Qin Yi advanced.
Second level of the Body Refining stage!
Moreover, his cultivation continued to grow, slowly stopping only at the peak of the second level.
“Finally broke through.” Qin Yi exhaled a long breath.
It seemed the system’s super abilities were all genuine, promising instant kills and invincibility, they delivered.
What a perverse system!
After defeating ten people, especially Wang Yan, Qin Yi’s identity token changed again, his rank becoming 5000th.
“Impossible, this, this is impossible!”
Wang Bapi’s eyes almost popped out, muttering “impossible” repeatedly.
“Manager Wang, make way, I need to continue the challenge.” Qin Yi said coldly.
He had no good feelings towards Wang Bapi.
If not for the sect rules restricting fighting off the arena, Qin Yi would have already killed this old fool with one punch.
“Dog, die!”
As Qin Yi walked past him, Wang Bapi suddenly drew his sword from his waist and thrust it fiercely towards Qin Yi’s chest.
This strike was sharp and powerful, enough to kill seven or eight Wang Yans.
“What a terrifying sword glow!”
“This strike has at least the might of the third level of the Body Refining stage. No wonder he became a manager, overseeing over a thousand subordinates.”
“A sudden attack, a heart-piercing strike, even those at the same level would perish!”
…
The surrounding people felt the sharpness of this strike, their faces pale as their strength was far below Manager Wang’s.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the sword stopped.
It was Qin Yi’s hand, his five fingers forming a claw, gripping the sword blade firmly in his hand.
“Manager Wang, what are you doing? Are you so reluctant to let me go that you’re gifting me your sword?” Qin Yi asked in surprise.
“Gift you a sword? I’m sending you to your death…” Wang Bapi cursed furiously.
He wanted to kill Qin Yi, how could he gift him a sword?
Besides, this sword was of high quality, worth thirty spirit stones, something most outer disciples could not afford.
Qin Yi frowned, puzzled, “Not gifting me the sword? Did you intend to kill me? Private fighting is a serious crime in Qingyang Sect, punishable by beheading!”
Beheading?
Hearing these words, Wang Bapi’s face turned green.
He quickly laughed, “What killing, what fighting? Little Qin, you really know how to joke.”
“You’ve advanced, you’re no longer under my supervision. Uncle Wang is reluctant to part with you, this Qingfeng Sword is a gift.”
“Take care, take good care!”
Wang Bapi laughed, offering the sword with both hands.
Inside, he was bleeding.
Worth thirty spirit stones, the annual salary of thirty outer disciples, all gone.
“Oh, that’s how it is. Although this sword isn’t worth much, I’ll reluctantly accept it out of respect for Uncle Wang.” Qin Yi sighed, looking disdainful.
Twitch! Twitch!
The muscles on Wang Bapi’s face twitched uncontrollably.
Not worth much?
Reluctantly accept?
If it weren’t for the sect rules, he would have rushed up and killed this bastard.
So despicable!
Shameless! Nasty!
[Beep!]
[System task initiated—advance to inner disciple within three months. Complete the task to receive a lottery chance, advancing one small realm; fail, and the host will die!]
Just then, the system’s voice sounded again, issuing a task.
“Advance to inner disciple within three months?”
Qin Yi’s face turned pale.
Damn it!
This was practically a death sentence!
Currently, Qin Yi was ranked around the thousandth place, and to become an inner disciple, he needed to be in the top one hundred.
This meant Qin Yi had to climb from over eight thousandth place to the top one hundred, an almost impossible feat!
“No matter, I’ll give it my all!”
Leaving Wang Bapi behind, Qin Yi hurried towards the next arena.
The outer disciples’ ranking battle occurred every three years, lasting only thirty days each time, with each person having only one hundred challenges.
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