Fantasy: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

Jiang Heng took the book and asked thoughtfully:

“Do you have information about masters at all levels?”

“Yes, our Wanhetang is a loose organization, with members from all walks of life within the sect. Whether it is the outer sect, the inner sect, or the core, they all have intelligence collections.”

 “Then thank you Junior Brother Liang for your kindness.”

“Senior Brother Jiang, you’re welcome. You are one of the favorites predicted by our cousins ​​to win the championship. In the future, you will be able to enter the inner sect, or even the core, and you will have more opportunities to contact us. This trivial thing is nothing.”

Jiang Heng glanced at Liang Pingwei in surprise and asked curiously:

 “Favorite for the championship?”

“Many people are optimistic about me, but few think that I am expected to win the championship. Why do you predict this?”

Liang Pingwei glanced at Jiang Heng with a smile.

“Less than a month after Senior Brother Jiang entered the outer sect, he defeated Meng Lingxiu and Pu Xingyu, both of whom were extremely talented, and became the champion of the duel ring.”

“The martial arts skills displayed during this period are almost unmatched by anyone in the entire outer sect.”

“Based on our comparison of the strengths of the masters, I believe that as long as Senior Brother Jiang’s cultivation reaches the eighth level, he has a great chance of winning the championship.”

“For ordinary people, it is basically impossible to raise two levels in one month, but for Senior Brother Jiang, it is still possible.”

“I wonder if Senior Brother Jiang is sure?”

Jiang Heng smiled indifferently, his eyes full of arrogance that despised everything.

 “The champion will only be mine!”

 He opened the booklet in his hand and went straight to the section on the favorites according to the table of contents.

Only five people are listed above.

 Qi Peng, nineteen years old, is at the tenth level of the physical realm, possesses the Dacheng-level Meteor Sword Technique, the Dacheng-level Swift Wind Step, and was the champion of last year's sect competition.

Bu Hanyi, seventeen years old, tenth level of the physical realm, master of Light Chasing Sword Technique or above at Da Cheng or above, Mizong Step at Da Cheng or above, ranked twenty-ninth in last year's sect competition.

Gu Zhaojun, eighteen years old, ninth level of the physical realm, master of Dacheng level phantom swordsmanship, Dacheng level of Swift Wind Step, ranked seventh in the sect competition last year.

Lan Gaozhuo, twenty-four years old, is at the tenth level of the physical realm and has mastered the Luoyue Sword Technique at the Dacheng level.

Jiang Heng, sixteen years old, sixth level or above of the physical realm, perfect level Rock Breaking Fist, perfect level Wind Step, suspected to be perfect level Bronze Statue Skill.

“Only two of the favorites to win the championship are at level ten?”

Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise.

Liang Pingwei next to him looked at him with a strange look and said:

“Senior Brother Jiang, as a genius, you may not know it well. For most people, progress is not achieved by just practicing.”

“A warrior’s physical body is so powerful that just maintaining his energy and blood requires a lot of resources.”

“After the three-year sect welfare period, most of the outer sect disciples are busy with various tasks, constantly earning contribution points, and practicing hard so that they can maintain their vitality and blood, or make slight progress.”

“In addition, outer disciples who have been initiated for more than ten years are excluded.”

“Therefore, the favorites to win the championship are usually the new talents, rather than the older disciples who have been wasting their time in the outside world for a long time.”

 Speaking of this, Liang Pingwei sighed.

“The gap between geniuses and ordinary people is so despairing.”

“Geniuses only need to concentrate on cultivating every day. The sect provides abundant resources, and the cultivation level can be improved bravely and diligently.”

“As for ordinary disciples, due to insufficient cultivation time, insufficient resources, and poor talent, most of their cultivation has stagnated or even regressed.”

Jiang Heng nodded thoughtfully.

 It is true that cultivation relies too much on resources.

Just like himself, without a system, he might have wasted a few years as a handyman.

Liang Pingwei on the side continued to say:

“Of course, there are still some disciples who have reached the tenth level of cultivation.”

“It’s just that fighting is not just about cultivation, martial arts realm is also a crucial factor.”

“Even in battles of the same level, the improvement of combat power by martial arts realm is much higher than the difference between one or two small realms in cultivation level.”

“Most geniuses either focus on improving their cultivation or studying martial arts, but they cannot do both.”

“Only the top geniuses can do both.”

 “The favorite to win the championship is such a genius.”

Liang Pingwei stayed in the outer sect for six years. Although his cultivation level was not high, his knowledge was beyond the reach of Jiang Heng.

 While the two were chatting.

"Quiet!"

 A majestic and thick voice resounded throughout the audience.

 Everyone looked towards the middle of the square.

I saw a figure with fluttering white clothes appearing on the high platform at some point.

 Everyone in the square immediately fell silent.

“Dear disciples, I am Su Qinghe, the deacon responsible for leading this sect competition.”

“Let me first give you a brief introduction to the process of the competition.”

Su Qinghe is a handsome middle-aged man with a long sword on his back and fluttering white clothes. He has the cool temperament of an elegant swordsman.

 There is no sloppiness in speaking.

 “The sect competition is divided into two parts.”

 “The first stage is the ferocious beast hunting trial.”

“Everyone enters the designated area of ​​the Shiluo Mountains and hunts ferocious beasts. For each ferocious beast’s left ear harvested, one point will be earned. Within a week, the top 50 points earned will be the top 50 in the competition.”

“Even if you don’t get a ranking, everyone can redeem corresponding contribution points based on their respective points.”

“In addition, malicious killing is not allowed. Otherwise, once discovered by the deacons on random inspections, the points will be cleared immediately, and you may even face punishment from the sect.”

 “The second link, the arena competition.”

“The top fifty will draw lots for a duel. The winner will advance all the way, and the loser will switch opponents to play again. It is also a points system. The final ranking will be based on points, which is the final ranking of the sect competition.”

"Is there a problem?"

 A disciple raised his hand and asked:

"Master Deacon, if someone has the strength of the top ten, but is defeated by a stronger person or a combination of multiple people in the first stage, wouldn't he have no chance to show his strength?"

Su Qinghe glanced at the disciple with an indifferent expression.

 “Talent is important, but it is not the only one.”

 “Contacts, opportunities, and scheming are all equally important.”

 “The sect competition only depends on the results.”

“If you have unrivaled talent but are killed, do you think anyone will care about you?”

 After a pause, Su Qinghe continued:

 “Okay! Since there is no problem, let’s go!”

 After saying that, he moved, landed at the entrance of the square, and walked out.

 The deacons and servants around the square led the outer disciples to follow.

The group of people went down the mountain in a mighty manner and continued walking to the west.