Chapter 841: I Don't Want to Waste Time
As the horn of counterattack was blown.
One after another, continents, islands, and fragmented spaces that had been occupied by the monsters of the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss were reclaimed by various races and nations.
The recovery of territorial resources also meant a continuous increase in class-change resources.
As class-change resources became more abundant, the number of high-level Professionals skyrocketed.
This was a world where games and reality merged, unlike cultivation novels that had a concept of "innate talent."
In cultivation novels, if your spiritual root level was low, your cultivation speed would be slow.
But in this world of class-change, as long as you had experience points, even the most ordinary Professional could continuously level up.
The so-called "innate genius" in this world actually referred to those who had an exceptional understanding of their class and excelled in combat.
After all, everyone was at the same level—so why was someone else stronger than you?
Naturally, it was because they had a deep understanding of their class and combat mechanics, along with superior equipment, skills, talents, and attributes. That was why they were called "prodigies."
And under this world setting.
Many Professionals could gradually level up just by accumulating time.
"I may not be as talented as you prodigies."
"Then I'll just grind mobs in the wild!"
"If killing ten isn't enough to level up, then I'll kill a hundred!"
"If a hundred isn't enough, then I'll kill ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million!!"
"Once I reach a level where I no longer gain experience from these mobs, I'll switch maps and go to a higher-level area!"
"Or I'll just focus on clearing Black Iron and Silver-tier dungeons."
"With enough perseverance and patience, reaching level 190 is not a dream."
However, outside the Ten Thousand Demons Continent, the highest-level wild monsters were only around level 170-175.
To reach level 190, one had to come to the Ten Thousand Demons Continent and hunt the already demonized monsters here.
The monsters here were generally at levels 180-190.
So those who feared death but still wanted to level up had no choice but to grind here.
Likewise.
Because the Ten Thousand Demons Continent was rich in class-change resources, full of demonized monsters, and served as the front line against the abyss, it had a large number of level 180-190 Professionals.
But most of them were just high-level in name, without true strength.
In other words, they were frauds.
They looked like level 190, but their real combat power might not even match a strong level 180 Professional.
After all, these were just Professionals who leveled up by grinding experience.
They were fundamentally different from those who fought their way up through dungeons, the wild, and the battlefield.
So...
Mordes claiming to have surpassed ordinary level 190 Professionals was actually correct.
In fact...
With his current combat strength, he could easily fight three ordinary level 190 Professionals alone.
This was precisely why he was extremely confident in his strength.
But now, seeing a younger, non-specialist surpassing him by a full ten minutes in the Zero Abyss Tower, his entire worldview was shattered.
Anyone in his place would find it hard to believe.
Hmm...
In reality, if the Ten Thousand Demons race only had one life each, Ling Zhan could have been even faster.
At the same time, Mordes should be thankful that the fifth floor of the Zero Abyss Tower had a two-minute seal release period.
For Ling Zhan, those two minutes were unnecessary.
But for Mordes and the others, those two minutes were their lifeline.
Fighting from the first floor to the fourth, they had already exhausted most of their mana and suffered various injuries, making it impossible to continue fighting.
In such a situation.
Those two minutes became their recovery time.
So in reality, Ling Zhan didn't just lead Mordes by ten minutes—he was actually twelve minutes ahead.
But Mordes was, after all, an extremely proud prodigy.
Ever since arriving in the Ten Thousand Demons Continent, he had always been the leading figure in the Demon-Slaying Legion.
He had trampled over everyone beneath him, recognized as the undisputed number one.
If the chief instructor had been an old, experienced level 190+ veteran, Mordes would have had no complaints.
But the one standing above him was someone younger and lower-leveled than himself.
Naturally, people would compare them!
"Look, Ling Zhan became a chief instructor in his early twenties, while Mordes is older yet still just a legion member."
"Mordes has always called himself the number one among the younger generation, but now there's a chief instructor above him. Can he still call himself that?"
"No need to argue—Mordes is simply inferior to Ling Zhan..."
Hearing such words would suffocate Mordes with frustration.
"Huff..."
Mordes took a deep breath.
Ignoring General Eugene and the surrounding gazes, he locked eyes with Ling Zhan in the distance and loudly declared:
"I refuse to accept this!!"
Whoosh!!
The moment those words left his mouth.
The entire audience erupted into shocked murmurs!
"Holy shit! He actually dared!?"
"Wait… he saw Ling Zhan's completion time, right? Why is he still challenging him?"
"Must be stubborn as hell..."
"He's held the top spot among the young generation of the Demon-Slaying Legion for four years. Now that someone else has taken his place, he's probably feeling unbalanced and unwilling to accept it. He needs to try before he can admit defeat."
The members all shook their heads slightly, seeing through Mordes' thoughts completely.
This was the classic case of refusing to admit failure until all hope was gone.
General Eugene's face changed instantly when he saw Mordes recklessly challenging this non-specialist.
He was about to send a message to stop the young warrior.
However...
"Alright. I accept."
Ling Zhan's voice, utterly indifferent, rang out.
General Eugene's words were instantly stuck in his throat.
When it came to battle, Ling Zhan never refused.
No matter who the challenger was, he always accepted.
At this moment, Elder Su also smiled and immediately instructed the staff to set up the arena.
Seeing this, Bazel, Armand, and Derek were also eager to fight.
Clearly, like Mordes, they also wanted to test this non-specialist's strength.
But naturally, they wouldn't gang up on him.
Yet the moment Ling Zhan stepped onto the arena.
His cold and aloof voice echoed clearly in everyone's ears.
"If anyone else wants to challenge me, come at me together…"
"I don't want to waste time."
Whoosh!!
The audience erupted once again!
Holy shit!
This chief instructor was that arrogant!?