After the preliminary round, the next round of the competition would be tomorrow morning. Sharu rejected Snow Spirit's offer to celebrate with him and chose to leave the gathering place alone to continue searching for powerful lifeforms in the wilderness to absorb.
After all, every increase in combat power was a sign of strength. Sharroux would not waste his time on meaningless food and drinks.
"My combat power is almost at 4,000. It's not that far away from 10,000.”Sharu looked at himself and thought to himself, I must make this Bardas pay the price.”
Sallu was originally such a person. If others were good to him, he would repay them a hundredfold. If others bullied him, he would also repay them a hundredfold.
To put it nicely, this was called a clear distinction between gratitude and resentment.
To put it bluntly, this was called a vile person who would seek revenge for his flaws!
At the same time, Sarroux was confident that he had the potential to become stronger and control his own fate as he pleased, so that all good and evil in the world would receive their due retribution.
"In that case, you're still a good person at the last level of the clan? "I wonder if I can use the Vitality Bomb, hahaha…"
Sharu's mind was clear as he flew in the air. His self-deprecating laughter was loud and clear, scaring the wild creatures on the ground. If they could understand Sharu's Universal Common Language, they would definitely curse in their hearts,
"You're so nice!"
... He would
find a beast to absorb, eat his opponent in the competition, and then continue to find a beast to wait for the next competition...
Within six days, Sallu kept repeating this cycle, and his strength increased step by step. In the end, Sallu almost couldn't recognize himself. He was ridiculously strong compared to when he first started.
The next match was the semifinals. Sharroux finally stopped absorbing. After all, he was not used to being in a tense battle for a long time. During this period of time, the string in his mind was about to break, and he really wanted to rest.
He then decided to return to the army earlier tonight to relax for a night and change his combat strength. Tomorrow was the semifinals, and his opponents were not simple. He might need to bring out even greater strength.
"I'm Sharu. Help me register my new combat strength data.”
In the spaceship, Sharu returned to the room where the recruits were received. The familiar short fatty was still sitting behind the desk, busy modifying documents as if he would never finish it.
"Shalu?" The short fatty raised his head and looked at Sharu, but he did not mind. Due to the ongoing martial arts competition in the past two days, the combat strength of the surviving warriors had improved. There were more warriors who came to register and change, and he was almost overwhelmed.
"Are you the guy who ate his opponent every time in the martial arts competition? Hehe, well done from the United States."
The short fatty seemed to have seen a lot of things. He was not afraid of the man-eating Sarroux. He pulled out Sarroux's registration form and asked,
"The original registration was 1109, right? What's the new combat strength data?"”
"7600," Sharroux thought for a moment and decided to understate his actual combat power to avoid shocking
the world.
"What?" "Bang!" The short fatty fell from his chair and quickly got up. He looked at Sharroux in a daze and asked,
"How much did you say?"
“7600。”Sharu said calmly.
"Oh my god! In just six days, your combat strength has increased by nearly seven times?？How is this possible?"
The short fatty's sharp voice revealed his disbelief.
"Nothing is impossible. My race grows through battle. Didn't the Saiyans also gain combat power every time they were on the verge of death?”Sallu said coldly, not caring at all.
The short fatty finally recovered from his shock. He thought that what Sharru said did make sense. He wrote down his new combat power on the form and sized Sharru up.
"What race are you? Change it."”
Sallu didn't thank him. He turned around coldly and walked out of the spaceship. The short fatty behind him stared at his back in a daze, as if he was still in shock. After a long time, he shook his head and sighed.
"Sigh, it was indeed the right choice to choose a civilian job back then. I probably died a long time ago when I competed with these monsters who became stronger so quickly!”
Due to his consecutive victories in the tournament and the fact that he had eaten his opponent every time, Sharroux's reputation had long spread throughout the army. Everyone knew that there was such a cold and ruthless but abnormally powerful fellow. As for how he could defeat stronger people with his pitifully low combat strength, everyone guessed that Sharroux had the ability to transform. Moreover, after transforming, his appearance would not change much, which was why he had such an impressive battle record.
"When he registered as a recruit, he must have understated his combat strength. In my opinion, his combat strength will definitely double after his transformation!”In the camp outside the spaceship, a burly man was confidently telling his companions,"That's why I made a mistake that time!”
Everyone looked at his arm, which had just been restored by the Life Restoration Device, and laughed. Then, there was a sudden silence.
Sallu quietly walked past the tent, glanced at everyone, and left without saying anything. Everyone was sweating profusely from his gaze. It was only after Sharroux had walked away for a long time that they slowly heaved a sigh of relief.
After returning to his tent, he simply laid down in the high-tech massage bathtub. It could control the water flow through vibrations and massage the user's entire body. For the tired warriors, it was undoubtedly very comfortable.
He looked at his attribute panel, shook his head, and sighed.""After working so hard for so long, although my combat strength and evolution progress have increased, I only obtained one gene module. This drop rate is really... tsk tsk
..."3.74%],
[Combat Power: 9466]
,[Skills: Slightly…]）】
[6. Cell Parasitism: (Inherited from the Moss Mud Monster) Level 1 skill. Able to insert one's own special cells into the enemy's body through the tail needle, growing in the enemy's body, and constantly reminding the user of the current location of the host. When it grew to a certain extent, it could explode and devour the host. New cells would surge out of the corpse and return to the user's body to increase their strength.】
[(Note: This skill is affected by the difference in strength between the two parties. When the other party's strength exceeds your own, the parasitic cells will be completely destroyed by the qi in the other party's body and will not be effective.】
"This skill is somewhat useful.”Sallu nodded. He had obtained this skill when he absorbed a sticky, mud-like opponent. Thinking of this guy, Sallu felt disgusted. He was like mud and couldn't even put on a combat suit, but he was still alive and could join the Felisa Army.
The universe was so big, and there were so many strange things.
"His combat power is about to reach 10,000. I wonder how much combat power Bardas has. I have to find an opportunity to use the detector to take a look.”Sharroux was filled with a sense of accomplishment. His hard work over the past ten days had paid off. It was something to be happy about.
"Judging from Bardas 'position in the army, he can be considered a captain. If my combat power can surpass him, then I can be considered to have a foothold in this cruel Felisa Army and won't be bullied by anyone.”
Lying in the shaking water, Sharu comfortably closed his eyes. He no longer thought about those miscellaneous things. He emptied his mind and focused on conserving his energy for tomorrow's semi-finals.
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