Chapter 528 - 328: Unpresentable

Chapter 528: Chapter 328: Unpresentable

After examining his physical condition, the last trace of doubt in Li Wen’s mind vanished.

Then, without hesitation, he activated his core skills:

’[Absolute Focus]—ON!’

In an instant, his mind was purged of all thoughts unrelated to combat.

The powerful computational and analytical abilities from his Scholar class were pushed to their absolute peak in this state of extreme focus.

’Perfect condition.’

’[Berserk]—ON!’

A torrent of scorching, wild power surged from the depths of his being, instantly engulfing his entire body.

Strength, speed, reflexes, Primordial Power burst intensity... every one of his physical functions skyrocketed.

A faint, almost imperceptible crimson halo bloomed just beneath his skin.

His muscles swelled slightly in the faint light, visibly thrumming with explosive power.

’An 80% boost to my combat power.’ Li Wen savored the terrifying power coursing through him, far beyond his normal state, and his resolve hardened.

The past month of arduous cultivation in the core zone of the Alka Star Source Net branch had paid off; his Martial Dao level had successfully risen to Lv. 8.

The boost from [Berserk] had increased accordingly, rising from 70% to 80%.

This seemingly minor 10% difference could be the chasm between life and death in the lightning-fast battles between Cosmic Level geniuses.

Only after confirming that his two core skills worked without a hitch in the Virtual Cosmos did Li Wen truly relax.

They were his greatest assets in his bid to break into the top one thousand and seize the coveted title of a core member of the Source Net.

If his skills were restricted, he would stand no chance against the true Cosmic Level prodigies, relying on his raw power alone.

Just as Li Wen was testing his skills, his aura flaring outwards.

Miles away, an exceptionally tall, bronze-skinned man wielding a vicious, fang-studded greatmace suddenly looked up.

His cultivation was, surprisingly, at the Mid-stage Saint Realm. A flicker of surprise crossed his rugged face.

"Hm? Someone? The energy fluctuations of an Early-stage Saint Realm?" The tall man’s senses locked onto the direction, and a cruel grin spread across his face.

"Idiot! How dare you be so conspicuous in a place like this? I’ll make an example of you for my first kill!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he stomped his foot.

The iron-hard ground buckled slightly as he shot off like a cannonball toward Li Wen’s position.

Even though the gravity of this virtual, giant-tree world was several times greater than that of Alka Star.

But for a Saint Realm expert’s explosive power, a distance of several miles was nothing more than a matter of a few breaths.

The tall figure flickered between massive branches, his passage marked by a whistling wind. In an instant, he appeared in Li Wen’s line of sight.

"Kid!" the tall man’s voice boomed like a drum, filled with undisguised contempt.

"It’s not bad, reaching the Saint Realm before you’re two hundred. You’d probably rank in the top ten thousand in this world. But... you’re unlucky. You ran into me right at the start.

But I, Xindi’er, am aiming for the top one hundred. You should be honored to be the first one I eliminate."

Before his words had even faded, the fang-studded greatmace in his hand, cloaked in a heavy, earthen glow, came smashing down on Li Wen from across the distance.

As the greatmace swung, the surrounding power of the Earth Element Law was violently drawn in, coalescing into the massive phantom of a rock hammer.

It crashed down with an unstoppable, thunderous might.

The very air crackled, unable to bear the strain.

The tall man’s appearance and attack were well within the predictions of Li Wen’s Primordial Spirit perception.

Faced with an Earth Element Law attack that would have sent an ordinary Mid-stage Saint Realm expert scrambling, Li Wen’s gaze remained icy.

He didn’t use his Primordial Spirit Dharma Artifact, nor did he draw upon the power of his Primordial Spirit.

Instead, he felt a flicker of anticipation. He decided to use this man to test the combat effectiveness of the Time Law Secret Technique he had mastered over the past month.

’Time Gap!’

Li Wen thought.

In his Dantian, the silver Time Dao Seed trembled faintly.

A wave of impossibly profound Law pulsed out from him with pinpoint accuracy, enveloping only the small space directly in front of his body.

BOOM!

The massive phantom of the rock hammer smashed down. The ground shook violently, sending dust and debris flying.

However, the savage sneer on the tall man’s face froze instantly, replaced by utter shock and disbelief.

He clearly saw his guaranteed-to-hit strike plunge into an invisible bog the instant before it made contact with Li Wen’s body.

The flow of time in that small area had seemingly been stretched by some irresistible force, extended for an incredibly brief—yet utterly fatal—0.5 seconds.

It was this insignificant half-second that allowed Li Wen to move with what looked like a leisurely stroll, but was in fact a display of extreme speed.

He casually sidestepped through the gap just before the hammer fell.

A perfect dodge!

"Wh-what... Time?! Is that the Time Law?!" The tall man’s pupils shrank to pinpricks as a horrified cry escaped his lips, his voice cracking.

The contempt and cruelty on his face were instantly replaced by boundless terror.

Time Law!

It was one of the legendary Supreme Laws!

’How could a piece of "cannon fodder" from the Early-stage Saint Realm possibly possess it?!’

However, his horror was destined to be the last emotion he would ever feel.

The moment he dodged the attack, Li Wen’s figure seemed to ignore the brief temporal rift created by the Time Secret Skill.

In a single step, he was in front of the tall man.

He was so fast that, to the man’s senses, it was as if he had teleported.

His fist, wreathed in a faint silver light, carried no earth-shattering momentum—only the piercing force of pure speed and power condensed to their absolute limit.

It struck with pinpoint accuracy, landing right over the tall man’s heart—a spot left wide open in his shock.

PFFT!