Swallowing the Stars: Equipment Slots, Starting with a Genius Battle

Led by the giant in the scale armor, "Master Thirteen," Ye Feng and the others were teleported together.

With a flash of light and shadow, they found themselves in a new dimension of the virtual universe, a new dimension opened up for this year's Peak Genius Battle.

A vast continent unfolds before your eyes.

One thousand geniuses from the Qianwu Universe Kingdom, along with the "Thirteen Great Men," a total of 1001 people, appeared on the continent at the same time.

"Qianwu Universe Kingdom team, this way please." A middle-aged man in white robes bowed respectfully. "There are 1008 buildings ahead. Your country has been assigned to '0825'."

In the distance, 1008 buildings of different styles stand in a ring, guarding a huge central square.

"Hmm." The Thirteenth Master responded in a low voice, leading the team to take off and fly towards the target.

At this moment, the square was already packed with people. Hundreds of thousands of geniuses from different universes had gathered, and the clamor was overwhelming. The number of people had exceeded 800,000!

"Land!" the Thirteenth Lord ordered.

The group quickly landed at the edge of the plaza and stepped onto the exclusive passage leading to Building 0825.

"Look, number 0825, from the Ganwu Universe Kingdom!"

"Rong Jun! That savage is Rong Jun!"

"Very strong..."

"Which one is Rong Jun?"

"Rong Jun is here too?"

The geniuses from other cosmic nations all turned their attention to the Qianwu team, especially Rong Jun, who resembled a ferocious humanoid beast, and discussions arose.

Within the Qianwu Universe Kingdom's team, most of the geniuses secretly resented these discussions. Who among the top 1000 of Qianwu wasn't a prodigy? Yet, in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed only Rong Jun stood out.

"Feng Huang, did you hear that? People outside only know Rong Jun, they don't know you, Ye Feng." The black-haired youth, Paro, walked up to Ye Feng and whispered.

Ye Feng glanced at him, nodded calmly, but his mind was already immersed in comprehending the "Introduction to the Fundamental Laws of Space".

The insights gained from the principles of Tao were quickly organized and absorbed.

1 year and 1 month

1 year and 29 and a half days

……

The remaining time of the permanent effect is passing by at ten times the speed.

"Equip the 'Vulcan Weapon' before the arena battle!" Ye Feng thought to himself.

Paro was used to it.

Ye Feng's title of "Maple Emperor" stems not only from his frenzy in battle, but also from his "madness" in cultivating at all times.

The line suddenly came to a stop.

"Hmm?" Ye Feng frowned.

The entire square fell silent instantly.

A handsome but expressionless young man in white robes walked towards the plaza, carrying a blood-red longsword on his back. His cold eyes swept over hundreds of thousands of geniuses without any ripple of emotion.

"grim Reaper!"

"Death God Berlan!"

"It's him!"

"Undisputed champion, the undisputed number one in this year's Genius Battle!"

Suppressed gasps of surprise rose from all directions.

Paro lowered his voice: "Feng Huang, I must say, this Bolan looks a lot like you. His clothes, his expression, even his temperament are similar."

He paused, a hint of mischief in his voice, "You haven't been imitating him all this time, have you?"

Although the sound was low, it was clearly audible to the silent square and the group of ninth-tier geniuses of the Hengxing realm.

Many people looked Ye Feng up and down, nodding to themselves, and indeed, they did look somewhat alike.

Even Berlan, standing some distance away, glanced over indifferently before leaving expressionlessly.

Rong Jun's voice was deep: "Death God Bolan... the most incredible genius of this year! The undisputed number one of this year, the biggest obstacle to reaching the top!"

Ye Feng simply nodded calmly, focusing his mind even more intently on cultivation, accelerating the passage of solidified time.

Who's imitating whom? You'll only know once you try.

……

The next day, in the center of the square.

A man dressed in a blue battle robe and with purple scales on his head hovered in mid-air, his aura ethereal, as if he were in another dimension.

"Each of the 1008 Universe Nations will select one thousand, totaling one million geniuses." The man in the green robe looked down, his voice gentle. "The Virtual Universe Company will select the one thousand strongest from among you to become core members."

"A million geniuses are vying for these one thousand spots."

The rules are as follows...

Once the rules were announced, a million geniuses were stunned. A single trial space would eliminate over a million people!

boom!

An invisible force descended, instantly teleporting 1008000 geniuses away. The immortal beings and service personnel within the space remained unaffected.

Ye Feng appeared on a massive meteorite, nearly a hundred kilometers long, suspended in the cosmic sky. In the distance were tiny stars and lifeless planets.

"The trial begins..." Ye Feng's lips curled into a slight smile.

"My heart suddenly burned with passion!"

Seven trial towers, as tall as mountains, are over ten kilometers high and several kilometers in circumference, perched on various parts of the meteorite.

Ye Feng looked down at the screen on his wrist:

Participant: Ye Feng (Qianwu Universe Kingdom)

Points: 0

Ranking: None

Trial Space Location: Number 0356258

Trial Space: Seven trial towers, each with seven floors.

rule:

1. Death is the end.

2. Objectives for each level: Kill all targets to get the highest score and be directly teleported to the next level; or survive for 10 days to be automatically teleported to the next level.

3. The trial ends when all participants die, and the final rankings are determined.

(Ranking list attached)

"Each floor takes 10 days, and the seven towers together take 490 days. Just one tower is enough to solidify the basics of the spatial laws!" Ye Feng's gaze swept over the rules, and he made up his mind.

"Focus on understanding and solidify your understanding!"

boom!

Ye Feng transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards the entrance of the first trial tower. The gatepost marked "1" stood tall, and he stepped inside.

The space before them suddenly twisted and stretched, transforming into a vast and desolate Gobi Desert.

The dry wind whipped up the yellow sand, emitting a mournful wail.

On the horizon, countless colossal shadows, surging like a crimson tide, were unleashing a deafening roar!

Tens of thousands of "blood-haired mammoths" resembled moving hills, covered in long, crimson hair like steel needles, with a pair of thick tusks gleaming with a cold metallic light, and their crimson beastly eyes filled with savagery.

The arrival of Ye Feng, this uninvited guest, enraged them instantly. Their heavy hooves pounded the earth, creating a devastating torrent that crushed towards the lone Ye Feng!

"A swift and decisive victory!"

Moved!

Ye Feng's figure suddenly blurred in place, as if he had instantly merged into space! There was no earth-shattering energy burst, only pure and extreme speed and exquisite trajectory.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

The sword light, like the scythe of death, with each subtle flash, precisely swept across the necks, hearts, or heads of several mammoths.

The mammoths, each the size of a small mountain, seemed to have lost all their strength, their massive bodies suddenly stiffening! Their scarlet fur was cut off, the cuts as smooth as a mirror.

Ye Feng's figure weaved, turned, and flashed through the beast horde, his speed so fast that he left behind trails of lingering white afterimages. Wherever he passed, a vacuum of death was created! The raging mammoth herd was like clumsy puppets before him, unable to even touch a corner of his clothing.

Within a few dozen breaths, the deafening roars and trampling sounds had completely subsided.

On the desolate Gobi Desert, corpses lay strewn everywhere.

On the wrist screen, the score instantly jumped to 9999.

Of the tens of thousands of woolly mammoths, only one remains!

Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish!

The sword flashed, precisely severing the joints of the limbs!

Ye Feng raised his hand and pressed down, and an invisible force pressed the mammoth, which had lost its limbs and could only futilely twist its body, hard against an isolated, 3000-meter-high solid rock mountain in the middle of the Gobi Desert!

Boom!

Stone chips flew everywhere! The mammoth's massive body was forcibly embedded into the mountainside.

Ye Feng deliberately left it with a breath, maintaining a minimum level of vital signs to ensure that the trial would not end prematurely due to the "annihilation" of the target.

After doing all this, Ye Feng's figure flickered, and he silently appeared at the top of the stone mountain. He sat down cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and his breathing instantly became long and deep.

I immersed myself entirely in the study of "An Introduction to the Fundamental Laws of Space".

Dao Dao's insights about spatial ripples flowed, collided, and merged rapidly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The curing time is being lost at ten times the normal rate!