Chapter 134 (1/2)

After joining in the Bloodthirsty Camp, Lin Xun would enter the Heaven-accessing Place every three days, attempting to pass the test, which had become one of his habits.

Even if he failed the test, it was still beneficial for him to refine his physical body.

Just yesterday when he tried to pass the test at the 67th time, he found that he just needed to pass a distance of about 33 meters before reaching the top of the mountain from which countless waterfalls rushed down.

One month ago, he was only able to climb halfway up the mountain. Such a comparison showed that his physical strength had been promoted greatly during this period.

According to his estimation, he would in less than two months pass this test named Mille-waterfalls.

The progress he had made in the month enabled his score to become much higher. Now, he was better than the average among the 30 trainees of Camp 39!

Such an improvement appeared inconspicuous but really startling.

It was well-known that each trainee left in Camp 39 was the best of the best. In just one month, Lin’s rank ascended to the upper middle level, which indicated that his battle effectiveness was advanced rapidly.

His progress imposed great pressure on the other trainees.

Without any exaggeration, all trainees in Camp 39 were at the ninth level of Martial Realm, except for Lin Xun whose level was seven.

Lin Xun at the seventh level of Martial Realm made entrance into the upper middle, which put a lot of strain on those who had higher cultivation than him but were lower than him in the rankings.

As what Young Man said to Shu Sanqi, Lin Xun’s cultivation seemed to be his weakness, but Lin Xun had greater space for progress compared with the others.

That was because the others had already been on the verge of breaking through into Gang Spirit Realm, which meant improvement of their power in Martial Realm had hit a bottleneck.

However, Lin Xun was different. The strength of the seventh level of Martial Realm had catapulted Lin into the upper middle. How powerful would he become when his cultivation was promoted to the eighth level?

And, how terrible power would he own at the ninth level?

Anyone who realized this would begin to take Lin Xun seriously.

Confronted with Lin Xun’s gradual rise, some people, like Ning Meng, were exhilarated, while some, like Qi Can, were unhappy.

At present, Shin Wenbin was completely eliminated by the Bloodthirsty Camp because of his failure in last monthly assessment. But, his hatred didn’t dissolve thereupon.

At least, each one befriending Shin Wenbin, including Qi Can, Wen Mingxiu, and Mou Lengshin, and Lin were mutually incompatible, though these people didn’t have a deep-seated hatred for Lin Xun.

The more powerful Lin Xun became, the more distraught they were.

If they were in the outside world, they would take innumerable measures to prevent Lin Xun from making progress. They even had means to stop his cultivation once for all.

But, Bloodthirsty Camp set great store by regulations and rules, so they didn’t dare to put Lin Xun into trouble in broad daylight. They pinned their hopes on the possibility that Lin Xun would be sifted out in the training or that he would suffer tragic failure in the ensuing quarterly examination.

However, the two assumptions were impossible to occur, apparently, for Lin Xun still had enough room to become as powerful as he could. He made progress each day, and it was impossible for others to stop him.

Because of this, Qi Can and the others felt extremely unhappy upon seeing him, but they could do nothing about it.

Besides them, all the trainees including those who had been incorporated into Camp 39 felt stressed out when facing Lin Xun’s rise.

That was because Lin Xun was the only one who made wing-footed progress in the entire camp at present. After all, the progress the others made was more about the fighting skills and experience.

It was in terms of spiritual energy that Lin made progress, though!

To each practitioner, spiritual energy was fundamental, and it acted as the source power of one in a battle.

With the cultivation of the ninth level of Martial Realm, they were probably a little more powerful than Lin Xun in terms of comprehensive combat effectiveness. As time went, such an advantage would be curtailed gradually and they would even be transcended finally.

It was really possible. Lin Xun at the seventh level of Martial Realm could defeat many trainees at the ninth level. How formidable he would be when he was promoted to the ninth level?!

Many people used to think that Lin Xun was insignificant and was doomed to be sifted out. However, if someone still held such a standpoint, he would be considered really stupid.

Time flew, and a dozen days were gone.

One day, Lin Xun broke through into the eighth level of Martial Realm smoothly, entering into the phase of Big Circulation. The spiritual energy around him transformed completely!

On the fighting field.

Wen Mingxiu frowned, looking at Lin Xun on the opposite of her. In some way, she felt that something of him was different, but she couldn’t tell what it was.

She had fought against him four or five times in the training for over one month. At the beginning, she won more times than him, but gradually, she only had a fifty-fifty chance of winning.

She was fully aware of such changes, knowing that she might be in the midst of progress, but the speed of Lin Xun’s progress was quicker than her.

The conclusion could be drawn based on the change of Wen’s combat results – from the “winning more and losing less” into the “winning half and losing half”.

Depressed as she was, she had to admit that Lin Xun was in the process of mighty rise. Unless she broke through into Gang Spirit Realm at any cost, she would be surpassed by Lin sooner or later.