Getting stronger and stronger starting from Marvel.

Chapter 375 Idle Cultivation

At this moment, in the arena created by Bai Ye, which is a full tenth the size of the Milky Way.

It brings together all living beings from the twelve universes, from the Omni-King Beerus to ordinary intelligent children with only basic thinking abilities.

Here, there is no difference in their status; only the difference in pure strength and will remains.

Some people were teleported into the dueling arena and tried to fly away, but they could not go up after being ten meters off the ground.

Some people felt the place was too crowded and wanted to blast the people around them away, but the energy they released exploded on the spot and had no effect on the surrounding area.

Under Baiye's control, one cannot escape or harm others unless a formal duel begins.

"This is..."

Vegeta, who was unconscious in the arena, stared at the dark blue panel in front of him.

On the panel, there is an option to increase training time, but apart from the initial +1 minute which is dark blue and indicates that it can be triggered, the subsequent one hour and one day are all gray.

After a slight hesitation, he pressed his index finger on the +1 minute option.

In a short moment, he felt that some memories had appeared in his mind, and his body was slightly different.

That was an extra life wheel within the body, representing the Heaven-Covering Technique.

With just a light press of his finger, he seemed to transcend time, directly shortening his cultivation time by one minute.

"This... means that as long as I press this time button, I can achieve the corresponding cultivation level."

Vegeta looked at the countless options behind the panel with almost ecstatic joy.

As the one-minute option is pressed, the gray button for adding one hour in the next second turns into a dark blue button that allows for further additions.

Without hesitation, he pointed his index finger directly at the +1 hour mark.

The next moment, as time jumped again, a small spring appeared in Vegeta's sea of ​​suffering.

At the same time, a memory popped into Vegeta's mind of himself diligently training for an hour in an empty space.

Sure enough, the button for a day of intensive training lit up.

Not only him, but everyone present had the same dark blue panel lit up in front of them.

"As you can see, these are the items I'm giving you during the competition."

Bai Ye's loud voice echoed throughout the arena, making it audible to everyone.

"Simply press the corresponding button, and I will encapsulate your time and place you in a undisturbed space for the appropriate period of cultivation."

"During the cultivation process, your body will be taken over, and you will only know how to cultivate diligently and tirelessly, and become stronger step by step in the most efficient way."

"There will be no risk whatsoever. Once you return, you will have gained the corresponding cultivation and experience."

"Even when the competition ends, everything will not disappear, but will be passed down forever."

Hearing Bai Ye's words, everyone present was stunned for a moment, followed by unexpected elation.

Is there really such a good thing? A freebie found out of nowhere?

For a moment, everyone on the dueling platform was overjoyed.

Meanwhile, the spectators in the stands were filled with regret. They wanted this kind of free lunch too!

But they soon discovered that every gift of fate came with a hidden price tag.

After an hour of training, the forced, inhumane training had already made them somewhat restless.

The following day of training kept them on edge.

Finally, one of the teenagers pointed his finger at the spot where he had cultivated for a week, and a scream came from his mouth, attracting the attention of those nearby.

Because along with countless memories of cultivation returned, so too did a terrifying sense of exhaustion.

In the void, the body is directly taken over, and one's body is manipulated to cultivate in the most rigorous and efficient way.

In addition to regular training, there is also combat training.

What they are facing is their future selves who have learned magic.

By repeatedly battling and fighting against their future selves, they can improve their skills and combat proficiency.

Although Bai Ye assured them that their lives were safe, the intense pain and the grueling training that lasted for a week without rest stretched the boys' spirits to the limit.

So the moment he returned, the boy's spirit crumbled.

Finally, after eight days, one hour, and one minute of arduous training, the boy's strength was fixed at level 2 as determined by Bai Ye.

"It seems the first person to succumb has appeared." Looking down at the entire arena, Bai Ye's eyes held a hint of pleasure.

This battle is not a contest of fighting strength, but a contest of willpower.

As long as one's will is strong enough, those present can learn the techniques provided by Bai Ye and continue cultivating in the space.

But people are not machines, and among the countless ascetic practices that Bai Ye has taken over, very few have been able to persevere.

The weariness and pain, amplified by the white night, could neither be alleviated nor shielded; they would continue indefinitely unless defeat was suffered.

He gave these people the opportunity to become stronger.

Among these people, their talents and bloodlines vary.

But as long as you work hard enough on this track, and are ten or a hundred times more determined than those exceptionally talented geniuses, you will definitely be able to go all the way and become the strongest.

At the scene, the screaming boy looked at the next options and felt extremely exhausted, unable to continue.

"No... I won't practice anymore, I'm not practicing anymore." The boy said in terror, but the next moment he was judged to have no value in training, and his figure flashed and he directly entered the battle.

Not only this boy, but nearly 20% of the people in the dueling arena could not withstand a week of arduous training. They were all judged by Bai Ye to have lost their potential and were forcibly thrown into the arena to fight.

In an instant, the entire dueling stage was filled with shouts of battle. The losers were resurrected by Bai Ye and left the stage, while the victors would recover from their mental exhaustion and face the choice of improving their cultivation again.

"Can you reset your physical condition just by winning one round?" Vegeta looked at the contestants around him who had won a round, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Hmph! It's just a bit of fatigue. I'm the Saiyan prince, after all."

Vegeta said proudly, "I've never been afraid of anyone when it comes to willpower."

Thinking about it, he pressed his finger on the week's options, and when he reappeared, his strength had increased to 30%.

Press down with your index finger, and time jumps again, directly to one month later, with your power increased to 300% of its original value.

A hint of weariness flashed in Vegeta's eyes.

Thirty-eight consecutive days of fatigue and pain accumulated, causing him to become slightly disoriented and even numb in his thinking.

Looking at the options for the next year, Vegeta hesitated for a moment, then pressed the button hard.

"Thud!"

Time passed, and when Vegeta came to his senses, his eyes bloodshot as he looked around, he realized that he had been teleported back from the training space.

Vegeta licked his slightly dry lips. "Has...has a year finally passed?"

(End of this chapter)