Death's Hand 3
Because of the mutated ferocious beast that might have saint-level strength hiding in the dark, Lu Yuan did not think of resting. Instead, he planned to start cultivating directly.
Lu Yuan had originally planned to go to the upper level of the Land of Origin to take a look after breaking through to the Battle Monarch realm. Now, he could only postpone it. He had to increase his strength first and prepare his trump card.
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In the real world, a month later.
With a flash of white light, Lu Yuan's body appeared in the room of the Genius Camp dormitory.
Previously, Lu Yuan had returned to the Genius Camp in order to search for transcendent genes. Another reason was that after the death of the elf man, many of the mutations had subsided. Lu Yuan did not encounter any more emergencies, so he simply returned to the Genius Camp and continued to cultivate the Heaven Collapsing Slash with Si Tingyu.
Although Lu Yuan's combat strength was already stronger than Si Tingyu's, he still had many problems with the cultivation of spirit skills.
None of Lu Yuan's current combat skills were direct attacks. Although the Sky Crushing Slash was only an emperor-level spirit skill, it was also a supplement for Lu Yuan. It could increase Lu Yuan's attack ability to a certain extent.
Lu Yuan looked out of the window. It was just dawn.
He left the room and went to the living room, where Yang Ping and Mag were having breakfast.
After seeing Lu Yuan, the two of them looked over with shock and numbness.
Lu Yuan saw their expressions and understood what they were thinking. After all, Lu Yuan had broken through to the Battle Monarch realm for some time. His name had long since disappeared from the King's List in the Land of Origin. It had already caused a huge commotion in the Land of Origin. Si Tingxue and the others had asked him about it.
Lu Yuan smiled and said, "
"That's right, I'm already a Battle Monarch."
Yang Ping was speechless.
Mag was speechless.
The atmosphere was silent for a while. Yang Ping silently drank a mouthful of porridge and said with a numb face,
"Now, Brother Yuan, even if you say you're about to become a battle saint, I don't find it strange anymore."
Mag's lips twitched. "There has never been a monster like you in the Genius Camp. What are the juniors going to do? You're only in third grade…With your current speed, you won't be a Battle God by the time you graduate, right?"
When Lu Yuan heard their conversation, he silently added in his heart, "Although my current cultivation is not at the battle saint realm, my combat strength should be at least at the battle sage realm, right? After all, he had seven saint grade transcendent genes. Although he had not refined them to perfection, he was still a saint grade transcendent gene. Moreover, he had seven of them. This number was more than that of almost all Battle-Saints.
As for graduation…Lu Yuan felt that if he worked hard, he might have a chance to reach the Battle-Sage level before graduating.
Of course, Lu Yuan only said it in his heart.
He walked over and sat down. He smiled and said, "How can it be so exaggerated? By the time you graduate, you'll probably be an advanced Battle Emperor, right?"
".. It's just that."
The corners of their mouths twitched.
As the two of them could be considered as disciples of a big family, they had a certain understanding of the War Emperor.
At that level, as the quality of the transcendent gene increased, the difficulty of refining it would increase by a lot. Generally speaking, a Battle Monarch might need decades or even centuries to refine an monarch or emperor level transcendent gene to perfection.
To reach the advanced Battle Monarch level in three years, which meant that his degree of tempering had increased to 60%, was already considered ridiculous.
If it was anyone else who said this, they would definitely scold them. However, it was Lu Yuan who said this, so the two of them fell silent.