After devouring all sorts of poisons that were worth over 200,000 martial artist dollars, Lin Feng started to hesitate whether he should purchase more.
Because he only had a little over a million warrior coins in his possession, if he didn't plan carefully and used it up rashly, it might cause the speed of his cultivation to slow down.
After all, devouring poisonous creatures only increased the power of the Ten Thousand Poison Constitution and the Heavenly Poison Finger, while devouring metal could transform metal into energy to increase one's realm and strengthen one's defense.
The two of them weighed the pros and cons. Lin Feng decided that he should focus on increasing his cultivation level first. It would be best to wait until he reached the Earth-rank before he went to collect and devour the highly toxic items.
As he thought of this, Lin Feng no longer hesitated and began to devour the B6 grade metal.
Lin Feng's special constitution from self-destruction meant that he did not need to worry about any side effects. He just needed to eat and then self-destruct to increase the capacity of his cells!
By maintaining this cycle, there was no need to waste time on cultivating the Cell Technique that others cultivated.
It was not that Lin Feng had not tried the cell cultivation method before. Usually, he would need to cultivate and meditate for a day to absorb the spiritual energy in the world to make the cells in his entire body saturated and then self-destruct to increase the cell capacity. However, self-destructing once a day was too slow. It was far from the speed of devouring metal.
For three consecutive days, Lin Feng did not leave his house nor did he sleep. The B6-B9 grade metals were all devoured by him, and his cultivation level rose to the high level of the Black Grade.
Whether the remaining one million or so could support Lin Feng's breakthrough to Earth-rank was uncertain.
As for the assassination, Shan Zhilan did not contact Lin Feng for the past three days. There should be no progress.
On this day, all the members of the elite camp had arrived, and the global elite training program was officially launched.
The first day had just begun, and the most popular gravity room was already filled with lines.
When Lin Feng arrived, there were more than 100 people queuing up. Lin Feng did not need to queue up and just waited for the people inside to come out.
Everyone only had one hour, but Lin Feng had five times the time of the others, five hours!
This was the treatment of a supreme genius. Such a huge difference in treatment naturally attracted the attention of many geniuses. Perhaps those geniuses who participated in the assessment were jealous of Lin Feng but did not have the confidence to challenge him.
However, the older generation of geniuses were mostly in their twenties, and there was no lack of 'Vicious' who had been fighting monsters for many years.
There was a timer in the gravity room. When there were only 10 minutes left, Lin Feng walked over.
Everyone had an identity card. Special grade geniuses had a gold card, a first-class silver card, a second-class bronze card, and Lin Feng had a black-gold card.
"It's Lin Feng, Lin Feng is here."
"Damn it, it's my turn next. I have to wait another hour for Lin Feng!”
"That's right. It's true that Lin Feng's strength is not weak, but he's not the strongest in this base. Do you think those old geniuses can stand to see such treatment?”
The geniuses in line started to whisper to each other, while Lin Feng cut in line with a calm expression.
"Who is Lin Feng?" At this moment, a loud roar sounded in the base hall. It was so loud that almost everyone could hear it.
Who was Lin Feng? Everyone knew what Lin Feng looked like. Everyone had a photo on their rankings. The person who shouted was just trying to get Lin Feng to admit that he was Lin Feng.
Lin Feng did not bother about it. He was curious about the Gravity Room. He thought that practicing spear techniques inside would have unexpected results.
"Ah! It was the 18th ranked veteran genius,'Torreon'. It was said that he had reached the middle level of the Black Level, while Lin Feng was judged to be at the middle level of the Black Level. Only those below the middle level of the Black Level were qualified to challenge Lin Feng. Other than Lin Feng, the top 10 were all senior Black Rank martial artists.”
"No, you're wrong. Even if he doesn't meet the requirements, if Lin Feng agrees, he can still 'spar' with the top ten.”
"Stop talking. Torion is coming this way.”
Lin Feng did not turn his head, and behind him was a muscular man with an imposing manner. He looked like a standard European, with a thick beard. However, his height seemed to be around 1.7 meters, which was considered a disabled height in Europe.
"Where is Lin Feng? Do you see that kid Lin Feng?" Torian saw that Lin Feng was staring intently at the timer on the gravity room. He immediately grabbed a second-class genius beside him and asked loudly.
"He, he is Lin Feng. He is right there.”This unlucky second-class genius cursed in his heart, but he still pointed at Lin Feng.
"Oh, he's the yellow-skinned monkey from Asia. Hey, kid called Lin Feng, I'm talking to you!”Torrion put down the unlucky guy, then smiled in fluent English and walked over.
No matter how bad his English was, Lin Feng could still understand the terms 'yellow' and 'monkey'.
Lin Feng suddenly turned around and kicked the muscular man's chest with his right foot.
Peng!
"Ah!" Torian spat out a mouthful of blood and drew an arc in the air before crashing heavily onto the ground.
"The twenty-ninth rule of the base states that if a student is insulted, the student who should be insulted can attack the person who insulted him without bearing any consequences (killing is prohibited).”Lin Feng looked at Torian, who was severely injured and vomiting blood, and grinned."Don't you think so, short white pig?”
Yes, Lin Feng was also insulting this Torian. Torian had the right to attack Lin Feng or even seriously injure him without taking responsibility for the consequences, but the key was…This Torian was no match for Lin Feng!
There was no need for Lin Feng to keep a low profile. A series of privileges made it impossible for him to keep a low profile. If that was the case, he might as well be more domineering in this base. He did not want any flies or mosquitoes to challenge him and disturb his cultivation.
Everyone fell silent. The entire hall fell into silence, leaving only Torrion's painful groans.
Pa! Pa!
"He really has the battle strength of a high level Black Rank. At first, I thought he was just bragging. Greetings, student Lin Feng. I, Bain Morgan, formally challenge you.”
At this moment, three rounds of applause sounded. A refined young man appeared in front of Lin Feng in fluent Mandarin.
The 11th ranked Bain Morgan was 25 years old this year. He was at the middle stage of the Black Rank, but he had the combat strength of a high stage Black Rank because he was…The controller!
Other than Linz, the other geniuses were ranked according to their realms. Bain Morgan's combat strength could probably squeeze into the top three because of his special ability as a master!
The more advanced a warrior was, the stronger the master would be.
Lin Feng looked at this guy and entered the gravity room. After five hours, he closed the door.
Bain's handsome face with a confident smile suddenly stiffened.
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