I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Amidst the chaos of the storm, two students from Super God Academy stood facing each other.

One was enveloped in a red fiery aura, while the other was accompanied by five beasts manifested from flames.

"Zhang Xin, your King Kai Fist can actually be used at 10 times its power now. You've made great progress recently!" a guy praised. "I remember last semester, your King Kai Fist could only be used up to 8 times, right?"

"Bro, honestly, you've already exchanged for five Strange Fires. The power of these Five Rounds of Detached Fire Method is comparable to Heaven Rank Combat Skills. Could you choose your flame creatures properly? What's with choosing a Husky and a Corgi? To mock your opponent?"

"Hahaha, don't mind these details, let's continue!"

"Alright!"

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

...

At the forefront of the ten thousand people was an individual who was one of the ten strongest selected by Otis. They had all been nurtured by the martial arts association of the Twin Whales Cosmic Empire and were among the most outstanding elites.

This time, they carried the mission of the Empire, each brimming with confidence.

But at this moment, their confidence had been shattered into pieces.

"What kind of martial arts manual is this? I feel like his power seems to be enhanced by some special method, at least seven or eight times!"

"Seven or eight times? How is that possible? Even doubling it would be at least a Level Five martial arts manual."

"Look at that other guy. His flame, isn't it Stellar Flame?"

"The temperature is at least ten times that of Stellar Flame! He actually fused 5 such flames into his body to create such a martial arts manual!"

The elites from the Twin Whales Cosmic Empire were chattering about this duel.

"Can you see their movements clearly?"

"I can't. Their movements are too fast, already exceeding my dynamic capture limit," answered the strongest among the elites.

He was Otis's best student, even a genius on the verge of breaking into a Level Six life form, but at this moment, sweat was beading on his forehead, as if his heart was enduring some torment.

"It's unbelievable they are only Level Four life forms. Truly, they are the super elites cultivated by the Ritian Sect."

"Hehehe, we really tarnish the word 'elite'."

"If you were to fight them, what would your chances of winning be?"

"Chances of winning, fight? Just say you want me dead!"

...

This battle lasted for half an hour, and the entire ground had sunk more than ten meters. Finally, Zhang Xin was narrowly defeated due to the side effects of the King Kai Fist, which prematurely exhausted his stamina.

Subsequently, two more students stepped forward, one being a Level Three life form and the other a Level Four life form.

"Level Three life form? Even Level Three life forms are coming?" They could barely handle Level Four, but a Level Three life form was pushing their mental limits.

"Damn, how did I encounter you, you madman?" The moment the fourth-year student saw his opponent, he broke into a sweat.

"This Level Three's Life Energy is only 29, doesn't seem impressive."

"Don't underestimate people from the Ritian Sect. This could be a monster. You didn't hear Mr. Zhang say this was a selection match? His opponent is a Level Four life form. In this organization, please consider their life form levels one grade higher, thank you!"

"Quiet, it's starting!"

...

"Hehehe!" The junior student chuckled, placing his finger on his heart.

With a surge of red aura, his skin appeared dry and dark red, as if he had been cooked.

"Eight Gates Released, Death Gate, open!"

Boom!

In that instant, a force over a hundred times stronger erupted, with countless cracks spreading in every direction.

"Oh my god! 120 times! His body's data has increased by 120 times!"

"His Life Energy is already approaching a Level Six life form!"

"Damn! Is this a monster?"

...

"Liu Lei, you're opening the Eight Gates as soon as you start? Aren't you afraid of dying? This isn't in the Academy... Wait, don't tell me you..."

"Hehe, I've already extracted Majin Buu's genes in the Biology Academy and fused part of them into my body. Although I don't have such strong regenerative abilities, opening the Eight Gates just means resting for a few days."

"Damn! You're a complete madman!"

"Senior, I heard your Virtual Martial Body has also upgraded to a Divine Body level. Come on, let's fight!"

"If I, a fourth-year student, lose to you, it'd be so embarrassing, wouldn't it? Let's fight, bring it on!"

"Rumble!"

"Boom!"

"Duang!"

...

"Mr. Zhang, are these all trained by your Ritian Sect?" Otis's mouth was practically wide enough to fit a potato.

That young man, named Liu Lei, landed a punch that might even force him into a defensive stance. An ordinary peak Level Five life form could be killed with that punch!

"Hmm," Zhang Menglong nodded, "Just some inadequate students, I've made you laugh."

Otis was immediately left speechless. If these are inadequate, then the ten thousand elites he selected must be trash?

"Mr. Zhang, your organization must have put a lot of effort into training them?"

"It's okay," Zhang Menglong said, "Training for three to five years is enough. It's mainly up to their own motivation. These two must have been thinking about playing games all the time, given their level."

"What?" Otis's mouth twitched slightly, "Three to five years?"

For a martial arts cultivator, three to five years is nothing more than a blink!

The elites selected by the Twin Whales Cosmic Empire, even the youngest Level Five life form, are tens of thousands of years old!

"Initiate the life scan!"

"Beep: Life age, 15 cosmic years."

"Beep: Life age, 17 cosmic years."

"Are they really so young?" If it weren't for the data from the detector, he might have doubted his senses. Is this cultivating monsters on a mass scale?

"Actually, there's nothing surprising," Zhang Menglong said, "They're among the weaker ones selected by our Ritian Sect."

"What?" This sentence shocked Otis for a whole year.

People like this, wherever they are in any civilization, are absolute geniuses, likely investing all the resources of the entire civilization to cultivate!

"Don't you know, this competition isn't a match-up, it's a round-robin, you know?"

"Round-robin?" Otis immediately searched for this term in Earth's dictionary.

The so-called round-robin is when one person gets on stage, and if others are not convinced, they can come up. If they continue to win, they gain the spot; if they lose, the winner must keep winning.

This method, though time-consuming, ensures that the selected candidates are the strongest, as weaker individuals who go up early will soon be eliminated.

"Mr. Zhang, how many people has this reached?" Otis asked cautiously.

"Let me see," Zhang Menglong took out a schedule, "We've reached 38,271 spots now."

"What?" Otis was almost scared to the point of wetting himself.

Doesn't this mean that before these two, there were over 38,000 more formidable than them?

With over 38,000 already so powerful, doesn't that mean the first few could take on him, a Level Six life form?

"What's wrong? You don't believe me?" Zhang Menglong shouted, "Everyone, come out for a moment!"

"What is it, Principal? We're in a multiplayer game!"

"Exactly, we're in team battle. What if our teammates report us?"

"This sparring is too boring."

"What nonsense?" Zhang Menglong said irritably, "Show some of your might to the King of our Cosmic Empire."

"So boring!"

"Tsk tsk, the Principal is showing off again."

"Alright, I'll try my best in the performance I have to put on for you."

...

"Burning Resolve! Heavenly Fire Triple Mystery Change!"

"Gum-Gum Fruit, Gear Fourth!"

"Super Saiyan First Grade!"

"Susanoo!"

"Gigantification!"

"Bankai!"

"Ghoul!"

"mage Evolution!"

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