This Is Absolutely a Scam!

Virtual Universe, Exclusive Killing Space. "Boom!" With a thunderous boom, nine gray figures turned to ash; only Lu Qingshan remained standing, blade in hand. "Three full months—I've been killed by myself over ten thousand times, and I finally managed to kill myself once." Not easy! During these three months, aside from attending one public lecture, Lu Qingshan spent almost all his time in the Killing Field. Over ten thousand deaths had left him somewhat numb. He even doubted whether he could truly succeed, and had considered giving up midway. After all, no matter how excellent he was in reality, he definitely couldn't compare to his perfect self. Fortunately, his will was firm, and he persevered. Now it was proven: perfection did not mean invincible! Reality could also perform perfectly, even exceed expectations! "I have completely adapted to my power!" Lu Qingshan drew a deep breath. He felt his strength had risen astonishingly. Thunderlight Flash created nine Illusion Bodies that changed position at will; unless an opponent had mastered the Space Origin Law, they couldn't even touch the edge of his clothes. His power was absolutely at the pinnacle of Domain Master Sixth Stage. His will was formidable, surpassing the Domain Master level, allowing him to ignore soul attacks from opponents of the same rank. His body could exert 89 times its normal force; he was just one step away from breaking through the final layer of Thunderbolt Ten Transformations. Most importantly was his law comprehension. Lightning Origin Law comprehension: 9%. Light Ray Origin Law comprehension: 0.1%. ... In terms of overall strength, Lu Qingshan dared not claim invincibility among his peers. At least aside from the five great powers and geniuses from the core secret realms of universe kingdoms, Domain Masters elsewhere should hardly be able to match him. After resting for a moment, Lu Qingshan returned to the Killing Field Hall. "Brother, it's been months—have you finished testing your Secret Method yet?" The Crocodile King, nearly twice as tall as Lu Qingshan, walked over, still holding a cup of red wine. "Almost." Lu Qingshan detected mockery in his voice, but didn't mind. Over these months, he occasionally came to the hall to rest, so he naturally knew a bit about this man. The Crocodile King was a genius of the Crocodilian race from a remote region of the Qianwu Universe Kingdom. That was an extremely barren place, with depleted resources; in an area the size of a star field, there were fewer planets than in a single star system elsewhere. The Crocodile King had decent talent, cultivating to Domain Master level in that barren land, then coming to the Qianwu Continent to join the garrison of a floating island there, becoming a minor leader. But this guy was probably scarred by poverty and obsessed with Cosmic Currency. Because his job was leisurely, for the past few hundred years he had been hanging around the Killing Field Hall in Qianwu City, inviting any unfamiliar Domain Master to a betting duel. A betting duel was not a problem; after all, a bet is a bet, and no one forced anyone. The key was that this man was cunning: after winning, he insisted on pretending to be weaker than you, making others think his victories were flukes, so they would let him fleece them again. Lu Qingshan had also heard about that prince everyone was talking about, and that wasn't even the worst case. "Your Secret Method succeeded? Then your strength must have greatly increased—want to try it in the Battle Space? One h— no, five billion Cosmic Currency as the stake." Hearing Lu Qingshan's words, Crocodile King's eyes lit up, and he issued the invitation again. Lu Qingshan couldn't help but smile. This guy knew Lu Qingshan had learned his background, yet still issued an invitation; he really didn't let any chance to make money slip by. "Are you sure you want to try?" Having perfectly mastered his own power, Lu Qingshan also wanted to experience the Battle Space. The previous Killing Spaces were all fighting himself—not real combat! "Oh? Try, we must try. We brothers hit it off at first sight; how can we not try!" Crocodile King tossed aside the wine cup in his hand, as if afraid Lu Qingshan would change his mind, grabbed his arm, and said, "Come on, let's go now." Lu Qingshan did not refuse and readily paid a ten-billion deposit. Then he had Nesethes apply for the Battle Space. He had used this account to visit the Killing Field many times, but had not yet tried the Battle Space. In the name field, after thinking, he did not write his real name, but named himself "Li Feiyu!" Here, everyone only knew he was a Two-Leaf Qianwu Practitioner. In Qianwu City, there were countless Two-Leaf Qianwu Practitioners; he didn't need to worry about being identified. "So it's Brother Li. I didn't expect this is your first time using the Battle Space. Brother Li must be a genius from some major power." Crocodile King secretly glanced at Lu Qingshan's information and found it was a new account; he laughed inwardly, but on the surface kept laying on the flattery. How could a Domain Master who didn't even have a Battle Space account be an expert? Looks like he could make a small profit today too! Crocodile King already had a plan: win the first time with as much difficulty as possible, give him some hope, and maybe fleece him again next time. Using his Nine-Star account, Crocodile King sent the invitation. Lu Qingshan confirmed and agreed, and both sides began preparing. If the Battle Space ranks were not far apart, after adding friends they could invite each other and also restrict their strength. Killing Field Hall. News of their betting duel spread quickly under the staff's deliberate promotion. No one knew Lu Qingshan—he was just a nobody using Li Feiyu's alt account. But Crocodile King was a celebrity in the Killing Field; countless people he had fleeced gritted their teeth in hatred. There were also some who liked watching the excitement, wanting to see what tricks Crocodile King would use this time to scam newcomers. But soon, cursing came from the Killing Field Hall. Because the admission fee for this duel was really too high. Ten million Cosmic Currency?! Why not just rob people?!!! Many Cosmic Level experts who wanted to watch the excitement completely gave up. Ten million Cosmic Currency—perhaps they didn't lack it, but making them pay that much to watch a duel whose outcome was already known, they absolutely were not willing. No one's money is blown in by the wind. Rather, those experts above Domain Master level all happily paid to watch; for them, ten million Cosmic Currency was nothing. All the spectators had taken their seats; those who knew each other sat together, planning to discuss the fight later. The fight began. "Be careful!" Crocodile King gave a warning. His body turned into an afterimage, quickly approaching Lu Qingshan. He shouted loudly and brought his giant axe down fiercely toward Lu Qingshan. This strike was fierce in momentum, containing a trace of earth-type law, but Lu Qingshan could tell the opponent seemed to be holding back. He chuckled. When the axe came down from above, Suddenly, whoosh! whoosh! whoosh... Lu Qingshan's figure split into nine. "Die!" Nine Lu Qingshans simultaneously wielded battle blades and slashed at Crocodile King from all directions. "What Secret Method is this?" Crocodile King was greatly alarmed. Before he could react, blade light containing vast lightning power had already fallen on his body. With a loud boom, Crocodile King's body exploded, turning into cosmic dust... It's over! Not only Crocodile King—even the spectators in the stands had not reacted before the fight ended. Crocodile King had almost no power to fight back; he was killed in one move. The entire process took less than a second from start to finish. ... The spectators who had just been in the stands had already been kicked out, and at this moment still found it hard to accept. "Impossible!" "Is that the Space Origin Law?" "The Nine-Line Flow of the Myriad Line Style?" "No, that's not the Myriad Line Style; it should be a special movement technique of the Lightning Origin Law." "Damn the Killing Field; it's been less than a second, and my ten million Cosmic Currency is gone?" "I suspect the Killing Field already knew the result, yet still set the admission fee so high!" "Damn, being scammed by Crocodile King is bad enough—but now scammed by the Killing Field too. This is fraud, fraud!!"}