I Have Infinite Skill Points

The young man was the same one Wang Lan had encountered on the second floor during his first visit to the Tianjian Bureau. Cold and ruthless, he had lectured Wang Lan the moment he opened his mouth. Initially, Wang Lan had thought everyone in the Tianjian Bureau was like this, but his worries were dispelled after meeting the young lady from the human resources department.

The youth's head was slightly raised, his eyes glancing at Wang Lan in the third-floor corridor.

"It's not that I arrived quickly, but rather that you, Captain Li, are too slow," he said.

"This incident should have been handled by our Action Department; isn't the Intelligence Department overstepping its authority?"

"Internally, that is true. But externally, what Action Department or Intelligence Department? We're all part of the Suzhou City Tianjian Bureau. Saving lives is like fighting a fire; naturally, we should rush over immediately upon receiving an alert. Unlike Captain Li, who leisurely took his time to even change his clothes."

Xu Shiyun watched with a mocking smile as Lige stood there in his meticulous military uniform.

"I wear a military uniform all year round, both indoors and outdoors. What clothes would I need to change into? It's clearly the Intelligence Department that deliberately delayed transferring the information to the Action Department by ten minutes."

"Is that so? We always forward intelligence to the Action Department immediately upon receipt," he replied.

With a cold huff, Lige turned and left. After taking just a couple of steps, his figure twisted slightly, vanishing as if by magic.

Wang Lan descended the stairs and glanced at the mangled corpse on the floor.

"What is this thing?"

"A Magical Martial Artist," Xu Shiyun said gravely. "This phenomenon has only started occurring recently. The Tianjian Bureau from the northwest region has alerted all bureaus across the country that a type of Magical Martial Artist has emerged there. How they transform is unknown. All we know is that certain Star Martial Warriors can suddenly transform into Demon Clan warriors, and after the transformation, they have Soul Beads in their brains."

"They're not replacements by the Demon Clan?" Wang Lan inquired, surprised. After all, the Demon Clan and Human Clan are completely different species. How could such a switch be made so casually?

"No!" Xu Shiyun shook his head grimly. "DNA matching analysis has confirmed that they were indeed human Star Martial Warriors before. However, for some unknown reason, they have acquired Demon Clan DNA. The Demon Clan's DNA is extremely invasive; once stimulated, it rapidly overwhelms human DNA. But they are clearly two different species. We have yet to determine how their DNA could be compatible. Furthermore, this has only been occurring for a short time, so we lack more detailed information. The higher-ups suspect this is a new invasion tactic by the Demon Clan: assimilating our Star Martial Warriors to achieve their invasion objectives. Initially, we thought these Magical Martial Artists were only present in the northwest, but it turns out they're in Suzhou City as well."

"I've seen such Magical Martial Artists before," Wang Lan said softly.

"You have? Where?"

"It was back in the initial trial area. My team and I had just escaped a Snow Spider outbreak when a Star Martial Warrior ambushed us. He was initially at the Star Shine Stage, but later he mutated, similar to that one. His mutation wasn't as extensive, though; his body was merely covered with a shell-like armor, and blades grew out of his arms, things like that. At that time, Jiang Xinyu had just broken through to the Star Cloud Stage, so our team managed to kill him. I initially thought he was just a Star Martial Warrior with special abilities. However, when you mentioned 'Demonization' just now, it reminded me of him."

"The northwest region reported the first case of a Magical Martial Artist less than a month ago. If what you're saying is true, then the first discovery of a Magical Martial Artist wasn't in the northwest region but... in our Suzhou City. I need to report this to Director Wang."

"Oh, and what's up with that guy?"

"You mean Lige? He's just a chuunibyo. Spoiled since childhood, he has connections, a strong background, and high talent, so he feels he should be accommodated wherever he goes. Accommodated my ass! He's trying to get promoted to Major; don't I want that too? He's like a starving wolf now, his eyes go red at the sight of any mission, desperately accumulating achievements."

"What? You're only a Captain?"

"What's with that look?" Xu Shiyun became instantly indignant, especially hearing Wang Lan's incredulous tone and the disdain in his voice.

"What do you mean 'only'? Do you think it's that easy to get promoted in the military? Do you think a Captain is nothing? Only graduates from the top four Star Martial Academies have a chance to be appointed a Junior Lieutenant upon graduation. As for other Star Martial Warriors, it takes at least three years to advance from private to Second Lieutenant, at least five years from Second Lieutenant to Junior Lieutenant, and at least eight years from Junior Lieutenant to Captain. And that's only if they have enough achievements. I'm only thirty-two this year. Being a Captain at this age is already damn impressive, okay?"

"Alright..."

"Your tone sounds pretty forced."

"Not at all!"

"You little..." Xu Shiyun glared. "If we weren't in the same Intelligence Department, I'd smack you right now."

"Calm down, Xu. I just don't get it. I've heard that high-achieving students from military academies start as Junior Lieutenants immediately after graduation."

"That's for technical soldiers, and these so-called high-achieving students have at least a master's degree. Ordinary undergraduates only qualify to become officers; whether they get promoted depends on their performance. Don't mistake hearsay for fact," Xu Shiyun retorted.

"Alright, alright, you're right. Captain Xu, you're powerful and promising, a Captain at such a young age with boundless prospects. Say, why don't you come over to my place for a visit?"

"No thanks, I need to get back and report to Director Wang." Turning to the guards, he called out, "Protect the scene. Wait for my colleagues to come and collect evidence."

"Understood!"

Xu Shiyun hurried off, and Wang Lan didn't get to eat anything hot. In the end, he opted to order takeout delivered to his home.

Fortunately, the food and beverage industry in this world generally operated twenty-four hours a day.

After a day of rest at home, on Sunday evening, Wang Lan left his home after dusk to head to the Suzhou City TV station.

Tonight, the championship match, which was also the true essence of the Star Martial Competition, would take place.

Two semifinals, one final—no runners-up or third-place finishers, only the supreme winner who stood atop the arena.

And after Wang Lan's previous rush for time, his popularity completely exploded.

Gestures like Jin Cheng's, which carried a humiliating undertone intended to disparage opponents, were met with national scorn. In contrast, Wang Lan's hurried appearance not only failed to offend the silly netizens but was instead perceived as full of swagger.

Of course, there were keyboard warriors who accused Wang Lan of being arrogant, inflated, and the like. But to be pretentious, you need the ability to pull it off; to be inflated, you need the capital to back it up.

Wang Lan ended the battle in thirty seconds, proving through action that his so-called arrogance was well-founded.

Moreover, Wang Lan truly was pressed for time, so even though his words ignited a national debate, those who opposed him were indeed few.

And because of this incident, netizens changed their nickname for Wang Lan. The moniker "Wolf" could no longer satisfy Wang Lan's hugely inflated swagger, so a new nickname was very easily accepted by the public.

Wolf King!

「Star Martial Competition, the final episode!」

There was still an hour to go before the match was broadcast live, but the channel's ratings had already broken through four. Viewers in front of their TVs would rather wait with the screen on than switch channels.

The four contestants in this Star Martial Competition were Chang Shuangyue, Xing Feng, Wang Lan, and Cheng Qingzhu.

Apart from Wang Lan, all three were at the peak of the Star Shine Stage. Especially Chang Shuangyue; it was clear from how effortlessly he defeated Hu Qing last time that not only had he reached the peak of the Star Shine Stage, but he might also have stepped up to the Star Cloud Stage.

Among the four, Cheng Qingzhu was somewhat worried. The other three posed a great challenge to him. He was a Wind Attribute Star Martial Warrior with solid fundamentals and strong power.

But it all depended on whom you compared him to. Chang Shuangyue was a freak, and against Wang Lan, Cheng Qingzhu faced an attribute disadvantage. All he hoped for now was to draw Xing Feng, because his Wind Attribute countered the Thunder Attribute.

But there's a principle in this world called Murphy's Law: the more you fear and worry about something, the more likely it is to happen.

After the drawing for matchups, Wang Lan was set to face Xing Feng, and Cheng Qingzhu was to face Chang Shuangyue.

Seeing the matchup list, Xing Feng let out a sigh of relief, while Cheng Qingzhu maintained a dark, expressionless face the entire time.

"Tonight is the finals night of the third season of the Star Martial Competition! Tonight, four strong contenders will vie for the title of hero! Tonight, we'll witness three thrilling, blood-pumping bouts! And tonight, to whom will the ultimate glory belong? The grand final of the third season of the Star Martial Competition is about to begin, bringing you the live broadcast! Viewers outside the arena, please send your champion choice, using the designated code, to the mobile number ******. We will select ten lucky viewers immediately after the champion is announced..."

The host today seemed especially excited, speaking breathlessly and incessantly for over half an hour.

「Backstage」

Wang Lan sat on his throne, one of four technologically advanced and magnificent chairs.

Xing Feng was a Thunder Attribute Star Martial Warrior, known as Thunder Starlight. If Wind Attribute Star Martial Warriors were known for speed, then Thunder Attribute Star Martial Warriors were known for instantaneous flashes of movement.

Although Xing Feng hadn't yet demonstrated the Thunder Attribute's most representative Instantaneous Movement Technique, there was no guarantee he wouldn't.

The Thunder Attribute possessed incomparable penetrating power, explosive force, and speed. If it weren't countered by the Wind Attribute, Wang Lan would wonder if Thunder Attribute really belonged among the seven basic attributes.

In the world of Star Martial Warriors, there was a doctrine—unofficial but recognized by many. For the Thunder Attribute, there was only one rule: "The only one who can defeat me is Wind."

Wang Lan only had the Fire Attribute. Although Fire and Thunder didn't have a mutually countering relationship, Fire fell a bit short when it came to potency.

The masked Wang Lan was bowed in deep thought. But the image broadcast by the cameras—what exactly did it show?

The Ice Throne, the pensive contemplation of supreme nobility.

Even just sitting there motionless, a compelling aura poured out like an avalanche from a snow-capped mountain. Not to mention the viewers watching on their screens, even the other three contestants seated on their thrones could feel the subtle yet menacing pressure emanating from Wang Lan.

"So stately... so handsome... Is there any Wolf King replica gear? I really want to buy a set."

"Online shopping! You can find countless replicas on LeGo; there's bound to be a flamboyant one that suits you."

"The Wolf King's swagger isn't about the equipment; it's that aura of a dark noble that exudes from within... Even if you wear the same outfit, you'll just look like a fool."

"The poster above is brain-dead. Confirmed."

"Where do you see a noble aura? That's clearly the aura of a king."

"Ten minutes to countdown, so excited!"

"Fifteen minutes to countdown, so excited!"

"Huh, is the person above a protagonist who can reverse their age? How can the countdown increase?"

"You're anticipating the first match; I'm anticipating the second. That's why *my* countdown is fifteen minutes."

"Fair point! Thirteen minutes to countdown."